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Chapter 482: Desert Black Cat
Chapter 482: Desert Black Cat
Man is a sentimental animal, and his emotions are changing at any time according to his own situation.
In the vast and inhabited place far away from the hustle and bustle, the loneliness of the lonely smoke in the desert is the best portrayal of Hu Shanrong's heart.
Before Hu Shanrong broke out of the border, his heart was full of urgency and expectation, as well as the desire for freedom. This feeling burned him like a fire, driving him to run towards a new future.
However, when he really arrived in the desert, what followed was a kind of daze that seemed like a world away.
Hu Shanrong knew very well that when he stepped out of the border of Doguland and felt the touch of sand under his feet, his life changed completely, and he would never go back.
Just like when he humiliated and killed the woman back then, how exciting he was when he committed the crime, how confused he was when he ran away, everything in the future became uncertain, and he didn't know where he should go.
The wind and sand in the desert are vast and vast, with constant ups and downs, and people seem so small in it. Looking far away, it is full of vast and thick yellow. But dead branches.
However, the desert is the same as the northern snowfield, even if the climate is harsh, it is not barren.
In those low-lying areas that are easy to gather water, there will be oases in the desert, with overgrown water and grass, shaded by trees, and full of vitality.
If these oases are large enough, they will often become supply points for desert nomads, and may even become long-term residences.
And those small oases have limited resources and are relatively lonely, but they are also the things that travelers or caravans like to see most. People can rest here, and horses can also drink a sip of clean water.
Hu Shanrong found a small oasis at this time. He drove all night a few days ago. After escaping from the border of Doguland, he was worried that there would be pursuers, so he rushed all the way into the depths of the desert, making sure no one was chasing him. Only then did we stop at this oasis.
He took a short rest, took some dead branches collected along the way and started a fire, and prepared to take out the leftover food from the previous two days to heat up.
Before he reached the border, he hunted a small deer in the forest, and there was a roasted deer leg in his bag. Because it was well preserved, it was still fresh. When he put it on the fire, it began to drip oil and made a squeaking sound. The aroma is tangy.
In the past few days, Hu Shanrong had no time to rest and could only eat cold food. Now that he could finally have a bite of hot food, his mouth was filled with fluid and he was ready to feast on it.
"Meow~" Hu Shanrong was just about to start eating, when a sweet meow suddenly sounded next to him.
Hu Shanrong turned his head to look, and at some point, a little black cat came beside him, sitting there obediently, with big black eyes staring greedily at the roasted deer leg in his hand.
Don’t look at the cats that roll around in the city all day long. They are desert animals. The ancestors of domestic cats are desert cats in ancient times. There are many wild cats in the desert area. No wonder.
"Hey, are you also wandering around the world, homeless?" Now that the desert is solitary, the future is uncertain, and there are only people and cats to accompany him, Hu Shanrong inevitably becomes sentimental. He tore off a piece of roasted deer leg and handed it to the little black cat.
The little black cat was very vigilant, its fur puffed up and it retreated, its eyes were full of vigilance, and it kept a distance from Hu Shanrong's hand.
"Hey? You little bastard, take your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!" Hu Shanrong smiled angrily, threw the torn barbecue over, and then ate the deer leg by himself.
He was eating, and suddenly felt something fluffy squeezed to the side. Looking down, the little black cat had already eaten the piece of barbecue that was thrown over, but it was obviously not full, and now its tail stood up high, Sticking to his side, rubbing back and forth, with a flattering look.
Seeing this, Hu Shanrong laughed loudly: "Little bastard, just ignored him just now, and now you are not putting on airs?"
The little black cat is very humane, rolls around in all kinds of ways, and the purring sound in the throat is very refreshing.
Rolling and rolling, the little black cat rubbed Hu Shanrong's hand with its tail
While eating the meat happily, Hu Shanrong watched the little black cat begging for food and rolling in front of him. He wiped off the oil on his fingers, and threw the deer leg bone with the minced meat on the ground: "It's all for you, eat it Bar."
For some reason, the little black cat didn't bite the piece of meat, but prostrated itself on the ground in a streamlined shape, assuming a hunting posture impressively, and those mysterious cat eyes were full of strangeness.
Hu Shanrong didn't care about the little black cat. Anyway, the food has been given, so he doesn't like to eat it.
He packed his bags and prepared to continue on his way.
However, as he put it away, he always felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously looked back at the little black cat.
The little black cat was still prostrate on the ground, looking at him strangely, as if waiting for something.
Hu Shanrong stared at it for a long time, and suddenly realized that something was wrong—hair color.
It is true that there are many cats in the desert, but most of those cats have a coat color similar to that of sandy soil, basically light sandy yellow or light gray, with some small dark stripes at most.
But the cat in front of him is pure black, with a shiny black coat and no stray hairs. It is definitely not a cat born naturally in the desert.
Here comes the question, this is already the hinterland of the desert, why is there such a black cat here?
Suddenly, Hu Shanrong recalled the conversation he heard when he was unconscious.
At that time, there were two girls communicating, one of them was Mimilu, and the other was the girl in black that I saw before I fell into a coma. Her black clothes were as black as ink like the fur of this cat.
Mimilu seemed to call that girl in black at the time
kitten.
"Shua—" There was no warning, the black shadow suddenly rose, and the moment the little black cat leaped up, it turned into a human figure. It flew forward, and the metal claws pierced Hu Shanrong's lower abdomen. The movement was extremely fast, and the blade was drawn in the air. A straight line infinitely approaching perfection is shocking.
"Bang!" There was a crisp sound, Han Yi's fingers and claws blew up sparks when they collided with a hard object, and they were immediately bounced off. In the next instant, a feeling of paralysis ran through the entire arm.
I saw Hu Shanrong's whole body was spinning, using the invulnerable "golden bell cover", while flicking the fingers and claws of the cold clothes, at the same time, using the internal force of "Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu" as a recoil, shaking her entire arm into paralysis .
Hu Shanrong let out an angry roar, and the aura he erupted in an instant was frightening, and he punched out with his right hand!
"Bang!" Han Yi couldn't dodge in time, his front body was hit hard, and his waist and abdomen were almost dented.
What's even more frightening is that Han Yi was not repulsed by such a powerful punch, which means that Hu Shanrong's boxing skills have been condensed to the extreme, and all the strength is concentrated on the front of the boxing without any leakage.
After Han Yi fell to the ground, she flew to avoid Hu Shanrong's pursuit, and opened a distance. She wiped the black blood overflowing from the corner of her lips with the back of her hand, and said with great interest: "It's not bad, the reaction is very fast."
"You assassins are really rubbish, you know the shady people behind you." Hu Shanrong twisted his neck, his body was burning like fire, and said domineeringly, "If you have the guts to confront me! !"
(End of this chapter)
Man is a sentimental animal, and his emotions are changing at any time according to his own situation.
In the vast and inhabited place far away from the hustle and bustle, the loneliness of the lonely smoke in the desert is the best portrayal of Hu Shanrong's heart.
Before Hu Shanrong broke out of the border, his heart was full of urgency and expectation, as well as the desire for freedom. This feeling burned him like a fire, driving him to run towards a new future.
However, when he really arrived in the desert, what followed was a kind of daze that seemed like a world away.
Hu Shanrong knew very well that when he stepped out of the border of Doguland and felt the touch of sand under his feet, his life changed completely, and he would never go back.
Just like when he humiliated and killed the woman back then, how exciting he was when he committed the crime, how confused he was when he ran away, everything in the future became uncertain, and he didn't know where he should go.
The wind and sand in the desert are vast and vast, with constant ups and downs, and people seem so small in it. Looking far away, it is full of vast and thick yellow. But dead branches.
However, the desert is the same as the northern snowfield, even if the climate is harsh, it is not barren.
In those low-lying areas that are easy to gather water, there will be oases in the desert, with overgrown water and grass, shaded by trees, and full of vitality.
If these oases are large enough, they will often become supply points for desert nomads, and may even become long-term residences.
And those small oases have limited resources and are relatively lonely, but they are also the things that travelers or caravans like to see most. People can rest here, and horses can also drink a sip of clean water.
Hu Shanrong found a small oasis at this time. He drove all night a few days ago. After escaping from the border of Doguland, he was worried that there would be pursuers, so he rushed all the way into the depths of the desert, making sure no one was chasing him. Only then did we stop at this oasis.
He took a short rest, took some dead branches collected along the way and started a fire, and prepared to take out the leftover food from the previous two days to heat up.
Before he reached the border, he hunted a small deer in the forest, and there was a roasted deer leg in his bag. Because it was well preserved, it was still fresh. When he put it on the fire, it began to drip oil and made a squeaking sound. The aroma is tangy.
In the past few days, Hu Shanrong had no time to rest and could only eat cold food. Now that he could finally have a bite of hot food, his mouth was filled with fluid and he was ready to feast on it.
"Meow~" Hu Shanrong was just about to start eating, when a sweet meow suddenly sounded next to him.
Hu Shanrong turned his head to look, and at some point, a little black cat came beside him, sitting there obediently, with big black eyes staring greedily at the roasted deer leg in his hand.
Don’t look at the cats that roll around in the city all day long. They are desert animals. The ancestors of domestic cats are desert cats in ancient times. There are many wild cats in the desert area. No wonder.
"Hey, are you also wandering around the world, homeless?" Now that the desert is solitary, the future is uncertain, and there are only people and cats to accompany him, Hu Shanrong inevitably becomes sentimental. He tore off a piece of roasted deer leg and handed it to the little black cat.
The little black cat was very vigilant, its fur puffed up and it retreated, its eyes were full of vigilance, and it kept a distance from Hu Shanrong's hand.
"Hey? You little bastard, take your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!" Hu Shanrong smiled angrily, threw the torn barbecue over, and then ate the deer leg by himself.
He was eating, and suddenly felt something fluffy squeezed to the side. Looking down, the little black cat had already eaten the piece of barbecue that was thrown over, but it was obviously not full, and now its tail stood up high, Sticking to his side, rubbing back and forth, with a flattering look.
Seeing this, Hu Shanrong laughed loudly: "Little bastard, just ignored him just now, and now you are not putting on airs?"
The little black cat is very humane, rolls around in all kinds of ways, and the purring sound in the throat is very refreshing.
Rolling and rolling, the little black cat rubbed Hu Shanrong's hand with its tail
While eating the meat happily, Hu Shanrong watched the little black cat begging for food and rolling in front of him. He wiped off the oil on his fingers, and threw the deer leg bone with the minced meat on the ground: "It's all for you, eat it Bar."
For some reason, the little black cat didn't bite the piece of meat, but prostrated itself on the ground in a streamlined shape, assuming a hunting posture impressively, and those mysterious cat eyes were full of strangeness.
Hu Shanrong didn't care about the little black cat. Anyway, the food has been given, so he doesn't like to eat it.
He packed his bags and prepared to continue on his way.
However, as he put it away, he always felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously looked back at the little black cat.
The little black cat was still prostrate on the ground, looking at him strangely, as if waiting for something.
Hu Shanrong stared at it for a long time, and suddenly realized that something was wrong—hair color.
It is true that there are many cats in the desert, but most of those cats have a coat color similar to that of sandy soil, basically light sandy yellow or light gray, with some small dark stripes at most.
But the cat in front of him is pure black, with a shiny black coat and no stray hairs. It is definitely not a cat born naturally in the desert.
Here comes the question, this is already the hinterland of the desert, why is there such a black cat here?
Suddenly, Hu Shanrong recalled the conversation he heard when he was unconscious.
At that time, there were two girls communicating, one of them was Mimilu, and the other was the girl in black that I saw before I fell into a coma. Her black clothes were as black as ink like the fur of this cat.
Mimilu seemed to call that girl in black at the time
kitten.
"Shua—" There was no warning, the black shadow suddenly rose, and the moment the little black cat leaped up, it turned into a human figure. It flew forward, and the metal claws pierced Hu Shanrong's lower abdomen. The movement was extremely fast, and the blade was drawn in the air. A straight line infinitely approaching perfection is shocking.
"Bang!" There was a crisp sound, Han Yi's fingers and claws blew up sparks when they collided with a hard object, and they were immediately bounced off. In the next instant, a feeling of paralysis ran through the entire arm.
I saw Hu Shanrong's whole body was spinning, using the invulnerable "golden bell cover", while flicking the fingers and claws of the cold clothes, at the same time, using the internal force of "Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu" as a recoil, shaking her entire arm into paralysis .
Hu Shanrong let out an angry roar, and the aura he erupted in an instant was frightening, and he punched out with his right hand!
"Bang!" Han Yi couldn't dodge in time, his front body was hit hard, and his waist and abdomen were almost dented.
What's even more frightening is that Han Yi was not repulsed by such a powerful punch, which means that Hu Shanrong's boxing skills have been condensed to the extreme, and all the strength is concentrated on the front of the boxing without any leakage.
After Han Yi fell to the ground, she flew to avoid Hu Shanrong's pursuit, and opened a distance. She wiped the black blood overflowing from the corner of her lips with the back of her hand, and said with great interest: "It's not bad, the reaction is very fast."
"You assassins are really rubbish, you know the shady people behind you." Hu Shanrong twisted his neck, his body was burning like fire, and said domineeringly, "If you have the guts to confront me! !"
(End of this chapter)
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