C19 A Tiger Fears a Cat

At this crucial moment, something strange happened. The Skinny Cat's eyes released a strange energy wave, piercing straight into its brain.

The Double Tail Singed Tiger that was just about to devour a person was immediately terrified by this strange energy fluctuation.

It seemed to have received a huge shock. It immediately retracted its claws, drooped its tail, and retracted its imposing aura. It was like a large meek cat.

For some reason, the invincible Evil Tiger was actually suppressed by the Skinny Cat's aura.

At that moment, outsiders would not know that, in the eyes of the Double Tail Singed Tiger, the Skinny Cat was not a cat but a terrifying demon beast.

The big tiger retracted all of its might, and crawled in front of the Skinny Cat, stretching out its long tongue, trying to lick the Skinny Cat.

The Skinny Cat completely ignored the fawning Double Tail Singed Tiger, gave the Double Tail Singed Tiger a human-like expression, and jumped into Qianqian's embrace while wagging its tail.

Then, in the midst of two large and soft things, he lazily fell asleep again.

Everyone, including Qianqian, was stunned by this dramatic scene.

What was going on? A tiger was afraid of a cat?

This is not scientific. In terms of size, the difference between the two was tens of thousands of times. In terms of attributes, cats were much more docile and tigers were much more ferocious. The difference was tens of thousands of times greater.

The tiger was afraid the cat wouldn't make sense.

Liao Huihuang was about to go crazy. He had been raising his Double Tail Singed Tiger for so many years, how did he get beaten up by a cat?

"Ah Hu, what happened to you? Hurry up and bring me that maid, I'll give you a half a year's worth of roasted suckling pigs and young cows.

Ah Hu, quickly, why are you following behind a Skinny Cat? The face of a tiger has been completely lost by you. How about this, as long as you bring that servant over, I will bring you to find a Twin Tailed Tiger, how about it? "

Liao Huihuang was really worried. He squinted his eyes and saw that Chen Hong had almost cleaned up his men and was coming to deal with him in the next moment.

"He continued to coerce and tempt the Double Tail Singed Tiger, trying to get it to come back." "Ah Hu, I'll give you one last chance. If you don't come back soon, I'll throw you into the dungeon and starve you for three days and three nights!"

However, the Double Tail Singed Tiger was like a meek cat following closely behind Qianqian. No matter how Liao Huihuang shouted, it ignored him.

No matter how Liao Huihuang shouted, he actually rolled his eyes at Liao Huihuang, meaning: "I won't go over. If you have the ability, come bite me. Bite me."

At this moment, Chen Hong, who had basically recovered his strength, had beat up all of Liao Huihuang's henchmen.

The group of evil slaves fell to the ground in disorder. Chen Hong purposely knocked out their teeth.

He did not kill them. After all, this was downtown, and even though these evil slaves were bad, they did not deserve to die.

Chen Hong had never killed an innocent person. He had always believed that killing people was not the best solution.

However, if the opposite party wanted his life, then Chen Hong would not be merciful. To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself.

Finally, Chen Hong got his hands on Liao Huihuang and prepared to deal with him.

Coincidentally, the scene of the Double Tail Singed Tiger being beaten up and becoming the little brother of the Skinny Cat caused her to laugh involuntarily. Since when did a tiger become afraid of cats these days?

Chen Hong calmly looked at Liao Huihuang, who was sitting motionlessly on the palanquin, and sneered, "Stupid fat pig, you want to rob my Qianqian and break my legs? Now, your Ah Hu has become a mouse that fears cats, and your subordinates are all gone.

Come, come, come, let us be the first to last and the second to last trash.

Liao Huihuang was on the verge of tears. In the blink of an eye, his subordinates and the tiger had been defeated and turned traitor. He had lost his younger brother, so he really was nothing.

Since when was Chen Hong not a loser? He could actually still fight, and with just a few punches and kicks, he had beaten all of his 20 odd subordinates to the ground.

The Double Tail Singed Tiger that had been raised for several years also turned the tables on the battlefield and became the Skinny Cat's follower.

How could he be so unlucky as to provoke someone?

The fat on Liao Huihuang's body was trembling and his face was full of depression. He was like a chicken whose feathers had been plucked off, shivering uncontrollably.