Meow Ba

Chapter 348

Wearing Melissa's clothes, Catherine's eyes no longer had the uneasiness and confusion just now, but were replaced by firmness and excitement.

Although she hadn't received any special training, Melissa had already told her in the medical room that she didn't need to worry, and she could just leave everything to the round orange cat beside her.

It's such an amazing feeling to give it all to a cat?

Is this a prince who has been magically turned into a cat, and maybe just a kiss will turn him into a handsome man again?

Secretly looking down at the round orange cat beside her, Catherine tilted her head and thought for a while, feeling unreliable.

Perhaps, even if he wanted to change, he would become a chubby fat man, right?

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"It has appeared. Let me introduce to you now. Melissa's replacement is this beautiful Miss Catherine."

"She is not a member of the police station who came with Catherine, and she has no experience in police animal training. Even Melissa just met on the field today."

"So, what kind of surprise will such an amateur bring us?"

As soon as the anchor Ian's voice fell, the camera immediately switched to Ron beside Catherine.

This is a round fat guy, every time he takes a step, the fat all over his body will ripple.

However, no one will take him lightly.

Whether it was in the auditorium or other viewers watching the live broadcast at home, they all saw Ron's performance just now—when Amir devoured the parrot, it was this round orange cat that broke into it like an orange lightning bolt. On the field, while beating Amir madly, he rescued the little parrot from Amir's mouth.

He has proved with his performance that although he is very mellow, he has more fighting power than Amir, the big Maine Coon cat.

Naturally, the audience is also looking forward to it, eager to see more exciting games.

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Ron, who was standing next to Catherine, certainly wouldn't think of what the girl was thinking now. Amir's sudden situation and Melissa's injury made him feel angry.

"boom!"

As the clear gunshots sounded, Ron immediately rushed into the arena—in the auditorium just now, Ron had watched many police dog competitions, and had already memorized the order in which each obstacle passed.

And as Ron ran, exclamations immediately sounded from the audience.

"My God! So fast!"

"That cat can fly!"

"It's like a bolt of lightning, spherical lightning!"

Indeed, under the cameraman's follow-up shots, Ron's round body is like a ball of fur floating in the air.

Moreover, although it looks mellow, Ron, who has practiced crouching tiger posts all year round, has already surpassed the physical limit of cats-at a faster speed than Amir, Ron has crossed various obstacles, whether it is a tripod, climbing, Long jump, circling poles, drilling holes, it's all easy.

As for Catherine, she just needs to run along - if Catherine hadn't been exercising frequently and had more physical strength than ordinary people, she might not even be able to keep up with Ron.

"The next thing is shooting."

"This is the only police event in the Western Police Animal Competition, let's see how Catherine does."

Standing behind the obstacle, Catherine clumsily pulled out the pistol from the holster and aimed at the target—with the protection of bodyguards all year round, Catherine did not need to practice shooting, let alone compared with strictly trained police officers, even compared with ordinary people, Catherine is not as good.

Melissa also told Catherine that this project is not too important, and it doesn't matter even if she gives up.

But Ron won't allow it.

Just when Catherine was about to hide behind the obstacle, only her forehead and arms were exposed, and she was about to shoot, Ron suddenly jumped onto the obstacle and covered Catherine's arm with his round body.

"Orange, get down!"

I don't know what Ron is going to do, Catherine said softly.

But Ron was unmoved-according to Lorraine's training experience a few months ago, Ron used his two front paws to control the direction of the pistol, and then flicked his tail lightly, slapping Catherine's arm.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Ten rings, nine rings, ten rings!"

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After the shot, climb over a towering obstacle to the most exciting part of the Federal West Police Animal Contest: chasing fugitives.

This was the only part of the entire competition where people cooperated: a police officer wearing heavy protective equipment on his limbs and torso to prevent being bitten by police dogs pretended to be a criminal who fled in a hurry, and let the police dogs chase and bite.

The judges will give points according to the efficiency and ferocity of the police dogs.

But for Ron, none of this was of any use.

Ron is a cat, belonging to the feline family. This type of animal does not bite with its teeth like a police dog. Claws are their most commonly used tools.

"Orange, go!"

"Meow~!"

Indeed, as Melissa said, Catherine doesn't need to worry, everything can be handed over to the round guy in front of her, as long as she keeps up with the speed.

In the final link, Catherine finally made her own voice. With her coquettish voice, Ron, like an orange ball lightning, flew past Catherine and the heavily armed police officers disguised as criminals in a few tenths of a second. A distance of more than ten meters between them appeared in front of him.

Sharp claws popped out of the pads, and powerful force erupted from the hind legs. Ron jumped up suddenly, and there seemed to be a piercing light flashing in the air.

Then Ron landed, raised his paw to lick twice, and then turned to walk towards Catherine - at this time, the police officer disguised as a criminal had just turned half of his body and just assumed a running posture.

"What just happened? Or nothing happened?"

"Let's watch the replay!"

Even the anchor Ian, who has been paying attention, didn't see clearly what happened just now, he could only signal the cameraman to replay the shot just now.

After watching it, whether it was the anchor Ian or other viewers who watched the replay, they couldn't help but gasped.

Even in the slow motion of the camera, Ron's waving front paws looked like a fuzzy mass - the live broadcast cameras of the Western Federation Game were not as high-end as those used in NBA or baseball games, but they could still reach fifty frames. This means that in one second, the camera will take fifty photos and finally concatenate them into one second of video.

At the same time, this also means that Ron's front paw swing was faster than one-fiftieth of a second!

"The orange swings its claws too fast!"

"Even the camera can't catch it."

"But what is the effect of such a waving?"

Not only Ian and the audience, but even Catherine, who watched Ron walk back, was full of doubts, but then, there was a sudden falling sound from behind Ron.

(End of this chapter)