unfortunate black cat

Chapter 225 The Undead Who Uses Firearms

"Quack quack."

Early in the morning, the harsh chirping sound disturbed the sleep of many residents.

When the curtains were opened, people saw crows in twos and threes, parked outside their balcony.

"What's the situation, the crow from Luotai City flew to our Chongming City?"

Some people who like to create topics immediately exposed the photos on the Internet.

Thereafter.

All kinds of discussions ensued.

"I saw a crow too, sitting on top of a tree in front of my house."

"me too."

"I have it here too!"

"Hey, where did all these crows come from?"

"I remember that I heard experts from some local stations say that this is a phenomenon of animal migration caused by extreme weather."

"Expert, can what the expert say be reliable?"

"Then Luotai City was invaded by monsters."

"I think this is more like an ominous omen."

"Brother, it's the 21st century, and it's not an ominous omen. I think these crows are probably the supernatural ability of some extraordinary person. They may be spying on the entire city."

"So, our Chongming City will also be invaded by monsters?"

"No way, I just bought a house in the city center yesterday, and I still have 30 years to pay off the mortgage."

"Hahahahaha, the messenger of God has arrived!"

"Discharge!"

"Ask, what's the current mortgage rate?"

"Uh, it seems to be around four o'clock."

"Ha, the 200 million owed for 30 years, wouldn't you have to pay back 440 million? What kind of usury is this?"

"Hey, don't tell me, the higher-ups are going to lower the interest rate on existing mortgages now. In the future, you only need to pay back 200 million in 30 years after 400 million. The bank can only make a mere double of the profit, and you will cry if you lose."

"You can't say that. The interest rate you deposit in the bank is higher than [-]. State-owned entrepreneurs still have a conscience."

"It's a good one with a conscience."

"I suddenly like listening to crows."

"Call, call. Let the world listen to the alarm bell of this disaster, and fear the prophecy of the doomsday!"

"Um, may I ask if this is the believer's club of Feitian Spaghetti?"

"That's right! My dear sibling, do you believe in the great flying spaghetti?"

"Ahem, stop making trouble, and be more serious. Our city of Chongming has indeed not been peaceful recently, and the arrival of these crows is a bit too coincidental."

"One thing to say, indeed."

"Pure passerby, indeed."

"So, have you all heard about the eight-armed boy from yesterday?"

"That white-haired boy with eight arms?"

"I think he looks a bit like an urban legend in Luotai City."

"What legend?"

"Lucky boy Bai, it is rumored that anyone who meets him will get good luck for three days. Some people even took pictures of each other with a driving recorder. It is a pity that these posts were later deleted."

"Um, from what you said, I seem to have seen similar articles before."

"And do you still remember, in the monster report related to Luotai City, a reporter once photographed a girl with eight arms."

"Hiss, are the same eight arms?"

"That's right, so is there any connection between the two?"

"Hey, isn't this obvious? Since there are eight-armed boys, there must also be eight-armed virgins."

"Grass, listening to what you said, it really makes sense."

"Hey, there are prizes and prizes."

"In short, I really have a bad feeling."

"Crows flock, eight-armed boy."

"The difference between us and Luotai City now is probably only rat plagues and monsters."

……

Hmm, can't you find it?

Lying alone in the dark room, Jiang Sheng, who turned into a cat, silently wagged his tail.

It is using insects and puppets to find the whereabouts of Sanqianyuan.

However, the opponent's concealment method is really clever.

So that the black cat couldn't grasp the clue at all.

"Dong dong dong."

The door of the room was knocked rhythmically.

Jiang Sheng also withdrew his scattered perception.

"Come in."

The small cat demon spit out human words, making the atmosphere even more mysterious.

"Crack."

After a few seconds.

Xing Tai turned the latch with a key.

He led the two men into the house.

Yes, because Jiang Sheng is not suitable for showing his face.

So he sent a young girl to pick up the two spirit guards who had rushed over overnight.

Number three and number four.

Users of Qingming Shanghe Picture and Changxin Palace Lantern.

"Hey, you are the cursed black cat, you don't look dangerous."

Wait until the door is closed again.

A middle-aged man in a leather jacket, black sunglasses, and a canvas bag on his shoulder.

He went straight to Jiang Sheng, and raised his hand to touch the cat demon's head.

"My name is Wang Yanlin, and I am the administrator of the Qingming Shanghe Tu."

After all, before the black cat stretched out its claws to fight back.

He had already retracted his arms and stepped aside.

It made the demon cat look like he ate a fly.

Uncomfortable and unable to get to the bottom of it.

"You, don't touch your hands in the future."

In desperation, Jiang Sheng had no choice but to issue a warning in dissatisfaction.

Then he turned his gaze to another person.

It was an ordinary-looking young man with an extremely inconspicuous temperament all over his body.

Dressed in gray and black, he was pulling a suitcase in his hand.

Seeing the cat demon looking over, the latter nodded calmly as a gesture.

"My name is Zhao Haiqing, and I am the temporary manager of the mantra Changxin Palace Lantern."

"Well, welcome."

The black cat also lowered its head flatly and responded.

At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

Sure enough, introverts are easier to get along with.

Cats don't like humans who have no sense of boundaries.

"Ah, I slept for two hours all night, I'm really exhausted."

After introducing himself, Wang Yanlin immediately slumped down on the sofa.

Then he untied the canvas bag behind him and put it aside.

Zhao Haiqing stood silently and did not speak for a long time.

The atmosphere became a little weird for a while.

Until Wang Yanlin lay on the sofa, closed his eyes lazily and said.

"Haiqing, let me rest for a while, work requires a combination of work and rest to be efficient."

"Get up, we have to understand the situation first."

In front of Jiang Sheng and Xing Tai, Zhao Haiqing put his hands in his pocket indifferently.

"But I'm really sleepy. The donkeys of the production team can't use it like that."

Wang Yanlin buried his head with a pillow.

Angrily accusing.

"Do you still have labor laws in your eyes?"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The next moment, from Jiang Sheng's shocked eyes.

Zhao Haiqing had already used a silencer pistol and fired four bullets in a row.

(End of this chapter)