Chapter 1272: Hunting the Devil in the Night (15)

Chapter 1272 The Hunting of the Devil in the Night
"Damn!" Albert saw the glass that hit the window and flew into the room. He immediately exclaimed: "It's a burning bomb! Get away!"
Mutter's reaction was a bit slow, not realizing what a horrible thing. In desperation, Albert had to rush to pick up a cat-and-boy, and slammed it on the side of the floor, as far as possible from the point of the incendiary bomb!
"No! Mr. Harrison!" The Cat Boy did not stabilize the bear puppet at the time. The teddy bear flew out and was left in place.
Oh! The incendiary bombs landed and shattered, and the gasoline spilled everywhere, creating a sea of ​​fire that drowned half a room! The teddy bears that fell in place were taken for granted, and they were immediately ignited by the flames!
"No!" The Catman screamed exhaustedly: "Mr. Harrison! Mr. Harrison!!"
He wanted to throw into the fire to rescue his bear, and scared Albert to take him: "Are you crazy?! You will be burnt in a few seconds in the sea of ​​fire!"
"But! But my Mr. Harrison!" Mutter cried again and shouted, and the whole person almost collapsed.
"That's just a stupid teddy bear!" Albert angered. "To escape, hold on to me!"
Mutter still struggled stubbornly, trying to break free from the tiger's hands and returning to the fire to save his little bear puppet: "No! Fire! I will save Mr. Harrison!!"
"Smelly kid!" The tiger is too lazy to go to the cat and boy theory, and punches directly on Mutter's belly. The fists were full of strength, and the cats and teenagers were fainted in a flash. Albert picked up the unconscious Mutter and broke through the window!
"Hey!" He just ran out of the house and saw a sneaky shadow. Just want to say something, then the black shadow turned and fled!
If Mutter is still awake, he doesn't need to be taken away. At this moment, Albert must have desperately chased the arson suspect. However, he had a burden, and both hands were "good" and he could only let the shadow escape.
Ten minutes later, on the coast of Cairo. The cat-adolescent who woke up snorted and snorted on the beach.
"Hey, please, let's go back to the hotel!" Albert was blown cold by the sea breeze: "Not a puppet! I have money, and I will sell ten to you after I go back!" "
"You don't know anything!" Mutt yelled. "Mr. Harrison is special! He is the only gift that Sphinx has given me! The only good thing in my life! And you are special. Let him burn it to ash!!"
(You are more concerned about this than if your home was burned?!)
[This is not the only good thing in life], [you will definitely encounter more good things in the future], [who wants to look forward] - Albert thinks about the excuses of thousands of words to solve Mutter. However, when the tiger saw the loss of the face of the cat, he knew that Mutter had been poisoned too deeply, and he was deeply immersed in the "Sphinx" as a mad believer. Albert is very clear that saying anything to the belief madmen will not work. They only believe that they are willing to believe, and their brains will never change.
Therefore, the tiger youth changed the way to solve the cat boy: "So, as long as the gift given to you by the Sphinx is okay?"
Mutter still had tears on his face, but he stopped crying at least and turned to look at Albert: "It’s true that you said this, but what can you do?"
"I will help you win the Super Bowl, then I will ask Sphinx to send you a teddy bear. This time I will get a guy ten times bigger than Mr. Harrison and squash your kid."
Mutter’s eyes flashed a eager light, but he immediately turned and sighed: "Impossible. Since the European team joined the Super Bowl, the competition is super fierce, our best. I only took the third place in the year, and I dare not expect to win the championship."
Albert is dumbfounded: "Isn't this an African American football game? Why do European guys come to the competition?"
"Because there are too few strong teams in Africa, the big guys think that the game is not enough, they have merged the European football game." Mutter whispered: "The European Diablo American football is booming, they seem to be using Football is a violent sport instead of training."
"Hey!" Albert slammed his head: "Well! Anyway, I will help you win the championship! I will get Mr. Harrison II for you! So don't cry, take it. Dry your tears and go back to the hotel to rest!"
The cat-and-boys thought for a long time, finally reached out and rubbed their eyes, and looked at the tiger youth with suspicion: "I hope you can say it, otherwise -"
"otherwise?"
"Otherwise I hate you forever." Mutt said with a grin.
Albert suddenly laughed and laughed.
(Too like it. It’s exactly the same.)
"Go back. You shouldn't be afraid to take the elevator in the hotel?" The tiger held back the sour feeling in his heart and reached for the cat's head. It was unexpectedly soft, like the same group of furry marshmallows.
"The elevator in the hotel is quite spacious, no problem." The cat-and-boys walked behind the tiger: "I often have to take the elevator when I work in the hotel. It is too slow to take the stairs."
"You work at the hotel, mainly why?" Albert asked as he walked.
"Some chores. Clean the room and the like." Mutter also casually replied: "Occasionally I go to the kitchen to help me with some food."
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"Oh, great! If I have a kitchen in my special VIP room, I can have breakfast every day in bed."
"I am not your servant!" Mutt said: "And your breakfast is a protein drink, and other things are less delicious!"
"Shut up! Who wants to drink something stinking and disgusting!"
The backs of the two gradually disappeared at the end of the slum, while behind a tree on the coast, there was a sneaky shadow, and in the dark, Albert was observed.
At the same time, in the Institute of Great Britain, Vivienne.
"Call~!" Paramitis relaxed after a shower, wearing a pair of crotch, holding a can of beer, and slammed into the living room.
"Dad" looked at the leopard who was waiting in the living room, and the boy was dumbfounded.
"What's wrong?" The big cat drank a few bites of beer and was a little drunk, walking and swaying. He sat down on the sofa and grabbed his little son with one hand. Hehe smiled: "Wow, my kitten, you feel really soft and smooth, how about pinching it?"
He grabbed Hal's face with both hands, and licked it like a plasticine. The leopard teenager was played with a red face and was very helpless.
"He was completely teasing." The comet (which has shrunk into a fist size) fell on the back of the sofa and said carelessly.
"Fortunately, Husky's dad is not so shameful." The canine boy whispered.
"Dad, Dad," Hal struggled to break away from Paramytis's sly face attack and asked, "Don't play, can we start watching the game?"
"Oh, of course." Paramitis picked up the remote control of the TV and his hand swayed: "Would you like to watch my game, or do you watch the game of your Singer brother? I think you guys It’s better to watch Segride’s game because, hey, Dad’s opponent is very weak, and my game is not good.

"Because you have too many ugliness in the game, do you want to be seen by your son?" Comet is in the middle of the death of Paramitis.
"Hey." The Leopard warrior trembled all over the body: "There is no such thing."
"Then we will watch Dad's game!" Hal said with a smile. He really wants to know how strong his father is, so that he can brag about his friends in the future.
"Oh, okay." Paramitis reluctantly pressed the buttons on the remote control and continued to select the console until the election.
Since dozens of TV channels in Great Britain play different events, other games are also flashing at the same time.
Draw! On the TV screen, the moment when Biddeville used a sword to open the chest of Archmage Rogan.
"Well?" Husky frowned. He seemed to have seen the uncle on the TV there.
However, Paramitis chose the speed as fast as his running speed and jumped into dozens of stations in one second. The big cat finally stopped on a radio station that had blocked the area and just started replaying the game between Paramitis and Swordsman.
"Ah, the photographer didn't grasp the angle well, I looked fat in the lens." The big cat looked at himself on the TV and climbed up from the sofa and complained: "So, boys, Enjoy the game, I have to go away."
"Hey, Dad doesn't come together to see you?"
"This is my own game," said the big cat, embarrassedly swearing at the gimmick: "I have experienced it once, and what replay is it? It's quite embarrassing, you know."
"In any case, because the performance of the game is too bad, I am afraid of being teased by the children." Xinghui Long once again pointed out the heart of Paramitis.
The big cat was white and gleamed, and quickly finished his beer. He said, "I will come back when I walk away. You have to swear. Comet, please supervise these two children, don't let them turn around." "
This was originally to prevent the children from accidentally watching the channels that were not blocked by the content of the game. But this also caused somebody's dissatisfaction - Husky frowned again. The canine boy intended to squat at the same time as Uncle Paramitis walked around to see the channel that had just passed his dad. But now it seems that there is no drama.
Paramidis, who took the opportunity to turn around, turned his head into Vivienne's lab: "Vivienne, are you still busy?"
"Palami." His wife glanced at the big cat, and his mouth flicked a little bit of a naughty smile: "Do you wear this way to watch the game with the children? Do you want to be the father's majesty?"
"It doesn't matter, I only need your love." The big cat wrapped around her wife and hugged her, a pair of intimate look.
"Let's wait, it's good." Vivian pretends to be cold, while on the other hand, he is stepping up the modification of Paramidis's Luna steel armor, as if she had done this work and can be with Paramitis. Do something right.
"Oh, huh, huh~" The drunken big cat licked his wife from the back and watched Vivian complete his work. When the last part was assembled, the big cat rushed to push the Vivian down to the ground, and the two kissed fiercely.
One of the steel armor armors fell from the table because of the passion of the couple, and a hole was made in the laboratory's hardened reinforced metal floor.
The tiny cracks in this cavity extend deep into the depths of the study –