Chapter 1006: Fighting power is not as good as a cat (third)

The doctor did not manage the black tail that escaped. If he wanted to live in the city, he must understand what he should not and cannot touch.
"Look at your mother?"
The doctor ordered a servant to bandage the wound on his arm.
"I just came to see if the old witch died."
The expression on the face of the dead line was terrible. The doctor took him through the corridor of the clinic and went outside the ward. The dead line wanted to take a look.
Suddenly, the dead line feels in my consciousness... Some kind of feeling that has been sealed up is activated.
He looked at the figure in the ward and couldn't stop crying.
"What's wrong with you?" The doctor frowned and looked like a man crying like a baby.
"I... no... just... what's going on with this stuff."
The dead line kept shaking his head and denied it. He still kept tears in his eyes, and crying in front of outsiders was too shameful.
But he just couldn't help it... The reason for the death line crying is not sadness or pain, but moving and guilt.
The doctor looked at the sudden death of the neuroticism and took a step back. The most important thing in the city is the person with a problem in his head.
The dead line has been crying for more than two minutes. After he wiped the tears on his cheeks, he had an indescribable sense of comfort.
This feeling is like a long time in the quagmire, and the result is pulled up and washed into a hot bath like a warm.
"Black tail!" The dead line looked at the wound on his arm and instantly understood where his state came from.
He took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions and joys that spurted out of his heart, even though his eyes were still red.
"Dead line!"
Several of the sewing helpers sent by him have returned to the clinic. The dead line turned to look at their own hands and found that they were walking into the clinic with each other.
Their cheeks and bodies were covered with bruises, and it seemed that they had been beaten.
"The black-tailed guy is hard to hire who protects it? Who is it? The crocodile help the group?" The dead line stared at his group.
They were a little embarrassed for a little while, and the last one whispered the truth.
"It’s a cat who made us like this."
"what?"
Because the voice of that person is too small, the dead line will not be heard for a while.
"Cat, the dead man...the murderer is not a crocodile, it is an orange cat." The man repeated another sentence.
"You have been beaten by a cat? You can't even get beaten!"
The dead line instantly laughed and he thought that his men were joking with him.
"It's true! The cat will use a wooden stick, and it's very powerful! I knocked me to the ground with a stick."
Another sewing squad explained, but it was a laugh from the dead line.
"You don't make excuses for this group of waste! Let's let the kid go today, go! Let's go drinking!"
The dead line greeted his own hand and left the clinic. The sewing gangs looked at each other and could see the surprised emotions from the other side's eyes.
The second-hand of the sewing gang is notoriously violent, and they thought that the failure of the mission would be punished.
But the mood of today's dead line is very good. After he cried, he felt really good as if he was bathing in the spring breeze. He has never been so relaxed in his life.
The sewing gang did not dare to say anything more, and left the clinic with the dead line.
............
Black tail returned to his alchemy room. The first thing it did was to find a backpack and start loading the valuables in the room into the backpack.

This is your trading method?

Qiao Xiu controlled the orange cat and jumped back to the stone table, watching the black tail that was rummaging around.
"You don't understand! Sewing helps those guys to be idiots with problems in their heads." The black tail is still awkward. It held a flask in one hand and stuffed it into the backpack. "We have no way to communicate with them! But this piece The neighborhoods are their sites."
"So you intend to escape like this?" Qiao Xiu asked again.
"What can I do, wait for them to find the door to kill me?"
The black-tailed backpack was already in the blink of an eye. It opened the curtains and glanced at the streets outside. It was found that no one on the street followed them and was ready to flee.
"The guy who called the dead line, did not use the original spar?"
Qiao Xiu controlled the orange cat to block the black tail, and used the tail to close the door behind him.
"But the guy's brain is too stupid, I don't know where the fun you are doing!" Black tail shouted out of control against Qiao Xiu.
"I have already told him the usage of the original spar, but it is some small hints." Qiao Xiu said.
Ten minutes ago, the control of the orange cat was on the face of thousands of faces. Thousands of faces watched the black tail’s every move in the clinic. Of course, she also saw the scene where the leader of the sewing gang used the original spar.
Finally, Thousands of Faces left a note on the leader who wrote the words 'Little Overlord's Endlessness'. No matter whether the dead line is illiterate or not, the moment you see this note will activate the bully.
"What about that? Do you think those guys will like your... bully?" Black tail wanted to open the room door and leave the ghost place, but the orange cat dexterously jumped over its shoulder.
"I bet he will, you should know where the sewing gang is, or where the guy is going now, the business must still talk."
The voice of Qiao Xiu slowly sounded in the ear of the dead line, with the meaning of not to be rejected.
"You want me to go where they sell this stuff?"
The black-tailed hand holding the original spar in the hand seems to be out of control, the decision of Qiao Xiu is equivalent to let it go to death.
"Crap! The money earned is all for you. I only need the original spar." Qiao Xiu opened a very rich condition.
"We can't make money from the sewing helper! They will kill me immediately! Make you a pot of soup!" Black tail said loudly.
"I can guarantee your safety, you will come back from where you live."
This sentence of Qiao Xiu is also based on the premise that the Greeks used the orange cat to smash the group of sewing helpers.
Few people in this continent have mastered the magic. Even if there is a magician, it doesn't make sense in front of the magical turret of this orange cat.
The magic of this orange cat action is supplied by the Tree of the World, so this orange cat's fighting ability is comparable to that of a powerful caster.
"It's damn!"
The situation of the black tail in the city has been the state of being chased and slain. Whether it can leave the city is a huge problem, and it can only be gambling on this orange cat.