MTL - Transmigrating into a 90’s Cat, I Want to Work for My Home Country-Chapter 108 The 108th cat was caught

The weasel rushed left and right, trying to run out of the encirclement. However, it is like a trapped lamb.

Furiously rushing to the left and right, looking for a lot of opportunities along the way, playing all kinds of tricks.

I have to say, this weasel is extraordinarily smart, and has a big IQ difference from ordinary animals.

However, it is surrounded by a group of raptors at the moment. Let the weasels play tricks, but they just can't get out.

The crow's excited cry was shrill and sinister overlapping.

They were in the mountains, and after attacking the weasel, they returned to the sky.

Hovering birds of prey are faster, sticking to the ground and gliding low.

The vulture seized the opportunity, his eyes narrowed, and his claws quickly stretched out.

Its sharp claws grab onto the back of the weasel's neck and hit it with a single blow.

It grabbed the weasel with its sharp claws and took it to the sky at the first time, so fast that it almost flew out of the afterimage.

The birds that just got excited all stopped chirping subconsciously, and their sharp eyes stared at the seemingly dead weasel.

The golden eagle clenched its claws and said nervously: "That bald head! You shouldn't have pinched this weasel to death, right?"

The vulture's cold and sharp eyes were full of murderous aura, and it spread its wings coldly and slammed into the golden eagle.

The golden eagle circling left and right in the sky, also not to be outdone, after the two big guys collided with each other, the golden eagle thief snickered: "Bald, you screwed up!"

"Xiao Bai will blame you."

The vulture's high aura suddenly stagnated, a bit like a punctured balloon, and the aura was gone.

Its sharp claws subconsciously tighten, and it doesn't dare to use force - no, it won't really die, right?

Dead, isn't it...

The vulture ignored the provocative words of the golden eagle, and was in self-doubt - really dead? Can't! It used very little force just now. Could it be that this weasel was so fragile that it was pecked to death by a crow just now?

—Xia Xia will be angry and cry.

The vulture flying in the wind suddenly shivered.

A big, tearful cat popped out of his mind, a little pitiful cat with two claws together.

The little guy will definitely look at it with a sad look that is greatly wronged but dare not speak, staring at it fearfully, and then drooping his little head and crying.

That look... makes the vulture bald just thinking about it.

Take this dead weasel back, the poor crying cat will surely drown it with tears.

The vulture flew slower and slower, and became less and less powerful.

The strength of flapping the wings is not as powerful as before, and the mighty domineering is gone forever.

"Hey, don't play dead, get up for Lao Tzu!"

"Play dead again, I will swallow you." The vulture tried to rescue a certain weasel, shaking it with its claws.

Get up! When you get up, the crying cat won't drown it with tears.

The weasel remained motionless, and the vulture continued to terrorize.

Although it mainly feeds on the decomposing carcasses of mammals, the meat of decomposing animals is more suitable for the special physiological structure of vultures.

But sometimes vultures eat live animals.

The black fluff of the vulture's collar was whirled by the wind, and it lowered its head to look at the dead weasel under its claws.

The claws shook violently from side to side again, and the weasel seemed to be dead.

The body still had the temperature of his life and was shaken, but there was no instinctive reaction.

The vulture's sharp eagle eyes revealed a hostility, and the sharp claws deeply caught the weasel's back. That small piece of fur was immediately covered with bright red blood, which was terrifying and terrifying.

The weasel in the claws seemed to be dead, and there was no sign of resistance, and no reaction to pain.

Vulture: "..." ah ah ah ah!

Done!

A thunderbolt hit me.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

In the mind of Big Brother Vulture, a crying snow-white Persian cat kept popping up in his mind.

The vulture's ears seemed to sound like a pitiful cry that was high and low, patchwork, and could chatter and cry for three days without getting stuck.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh, the big bird killed my weasel... 嘤 嘤 嘤..." Maomao cried out.

“…Xia Xia is so sad, woo woo woo…”

The vulture had a headache just thinking about that picture, and took a deep breath: Sure enough, let’s run away!

So, it made a decisive decision, immediately released its claws, and let the weasel fall to the ground. It fluttered its wings and flew into the sky: "I suddenly remembered that there is something at home, I will go first. !"

"Just pretend you haven't seen me before, tell Xia Xia that I have moved, and tell her the address of my new home next time."

The vulture fully spreads its wings, and the huge wings of more than 3m long meet the sun and shoot straight into the sky.

The weasel who pretended to be dead would never have imagined such a thing.

It thought, let these guys lower their vigilance and give it a chance to escape.

But...you are too neat. When you found out that I was dead, immediately let go and run away?

Before flying away, a certain vulture did not forget to throw the pot: "When I grabbed it, the weasel was already dead! It must not have been killed by me, these crows smashed Xiaobai's stall Son, I am innocent!"

—Vultures are innocent, don't cry in their nests.

Robber vulture: The next three months, it will not return to the nest. Go grab a new home and hide.

The crows were not happy, and quacked angrily: "Bald, don't run!"

Dare to frame them? Bai Xiaxia wanted to live, and sent a dead one back. This dead vulture throws the pot, what is their favor? Do you have to help Bai Xiaxia again?

"Help, help! Come on a bird, help me!" The weasel felt himself falling to the ground uncontrollably, he opened one eye and found the ground getting closer to it.

The weasel who pretended to be dead couldn't calm down anymore, and waved wildly in the air, trying to attract the attention of the birds around him: "Help, help!"

—Aren't you going to arrest me? Help me now!

Professor Wen blinked, confused.

The beautiful leopard on the big rock rolled around on the rock with two meat claws holding its stomach.

The sturdy big tail lifted the tip of the tail happily: "Hahaha, a bunch of idiots!"

The changes are coming so fast that Professor Wen and the others have no time to react.

At that moment, the situation was chaotic.

The vulture seems to be a murderer fleeing the scene of the crime.

The tidy crows suddenly changed their flying direction, chasing and killing the vulture imposingly, biting its ass.

The weasels that fell in the air were screaming incessantly, shrill and unpleasant, and the birds all around looked up.

The golden eagle scolded the bald man for being unreliable, and swooped towards the weasel.

Haidongqing and other birds of prey flapped their wings desperately, speeding up, trying to catch a hapless weasel before it fell into a mash.

Professor Wen: "???"

He looked at the raptors that were rushing towards the weasel like a fire brigade, and he was stunned—this is still alive?

Yes!

To live.

Dead, how to prove Bai Xiaxia's innocence?

The peregrine falcon, which is known for its speed, is small, but it flies the fastest.

The first one rushed to the weasel's side, the sharp claws grabbed the weasel's tail, and tried to drag it up to fly.

The golden eagle that flew in later grabbed the back of the weasel's neck and held up the weasel with its sharp claws.

The peregrine falcon immediately released its claws, and the golden eagle took the weasel to the sky again.

The weasel, who was so sad and wanted to escape, experienced high and low psychological stimulation like jumping off a building, and was frightened.

I was picked up again, and when I flew to the sky, I couldn't get back to my senses.

Vulture: "??" Alive? not dead?

It caught it!

Vulture: "...I am the hero!"

The vulture flew back and went after the golden eagle.

Golden Eagle: "???"

The golden eagle is flying faster, want to grab the power? dream!

The crows were chasing aggressively behind, and were angered by a shameless vulture.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

We usually eat in the same pot, and these vultures like to **** them by their size!

The new hatred and the old hatred together, the crows persevered with the shameless vulture.

Chasing after the vultures, trying to peck the vultures one by two.

The vulture immediately increased its wings and fluttered, and the wind lifted several crows: "Go away, go away, go away!"

It tries to get rid of the crow and goes after the golden eagle.

The golden eagle’s father grabbed the weasel and flew very fast, and everyone flew around.

Other birds of prey who worked: "..." The battle seems to be more intense than before.

The crows aggressively chased and killed the vultures: "You bastard, bastard!"

The vulture was too lazy to pay attention to them, and didn't feel how shameful it was to sneak away.

Chase the golden eagle and join the bird team.

The crow chased after it, and the vulture flew to the raptor on purpose. This caused a group of birds to complain, and the crows were about to explode with anger - ah ah ah! The first time I met someone more shameless than them!

The top of the head is like singing a big show. Once the show is staged, it keeps tossing back and forth.

Melon eaters: Me and my friends were stunned.

A certain leopard happily watched the play with its big claws: "Oh, I can't fight!"

The leopard gracefully jumped off the stone: Would you like to follow it? Well, I don't really want to meet a certain play cat.

The golden eagle caught the target, took the weasel to high altitude, and quickly flew back to the base.

Some of the birds wanted to fly up and follow again, but were threatened by the shrill chirping of the crows, and they dared not get too close to them.

Crows will eat them.

Professor Wen raised his head, looked at the raptor that was about to fly away, and ran with perseverance, trying to catch up with them.

The golden eagle dragged the weasel flying in the sky, the crows fell behind, and three people fell on the ground.

Only this time, the flying bird of prey turned its head slightly and looked at the three professors who were chasing after them.

Twolegs, that's a nuisance.

"Boo!"

The golden eagle turned around in the air, and the weasel screamed in horror.

The golden eagle flipped beautifully, then increased its speed and rushed to the higher sky.

The crows chirped in unison, flew out a small group, turned and flew back.

The crow swooped down from the sky and charged down to the three Professor Wen who were chasing them.

The sharp warning cry one after another, the pure black crow hovering back and forth in the air, blocking Professor Wen's way.

Professor Wen stopped subconsciously and watched as there were still animals chasing him.

Many animals wanted to follow along to watch the fun, but the birds and raptors didn't pay attention to them, but stopped him.

Professor Wen walked forward again tentatively, and the crow immediately made an attacking stance.

"Teacher."

The two students were a little frightened. Although they had weapons in their hands, they could not stop the attack of the crows!

Professor Wen took a few more tentative steps forward, and two crows flew up, flying from mid-air, and rushed towards Professor Wen's face coldly and sharply.

Professor Wen backed away in shock, and two crows brushed against his cheek.

The wings were cold, and the eyes had a warning look.

Professor Wen sighed and turned to the elegant leopard walking leisurely beside him: "Forget it!"

This is true, don't let them follow!

There are still some birds falling behind the crows.

The crows did not drive away, and the beasts on the ground were also chasing the birds of prey.

One or two, all staring at the unlucky weasel in the air.

Occasionally there will be a few shouts, with a little excitement, as if the beasts are chatting and discussing.

Professor Wen stopped dejectedly, feeling very regretful and melancholy - what a pity, such a good opportunity.

The sun sets, and the sunset glows red half of the sky.

The people and animals in the corner of the base have been waiting for a long time, and Bai Xiaxia is drowsy waiting.

The cat's paw touched her flat belly, Bai Xiaxia couldn't help it, she jumped off the stone lightly, and walked to Head Song's side.

The cute cat paw patted Captain Song's calf.

Song Bei lowered his head.

Bai Xiaxia turned her face slightly and glanced at the three cute cats who were working for her.

The kitty showed a big, super bright and earnest smile to the head of Song.

The claw is particularly laborious and difficult to form a red heart shape on the chest.

Cat and cats are heart-to-heart, especially attentively circling around the group, their meows are soft and sweet: "Tuan Tuan, it's dinner time. Do you want to invite us to dinner? Can you invite cats and cats to dinner?" ah?"

That well-behaved and supple appearance can soften people's hearts!

The cat was still on tiptoe, with two front paws grabbing Song Bei's knees, and the front paws knocking on his thighs cutely: "Please treat a guest~"

Captain Song, who was always digging holes by cats, was instinctively vigilant and pressed down on the stone table seriously: "Huh?"

"Comrade Xiaobai, what's wrong?"

The snow-white Persian cat puffed out its cheeks and stepped back on the ground.

She looked at Song Bei with watery eyes, like a coquettish little doll.

The cat held its mouth flat and touched its soft, flat belly with snow-white plush claws, and looked at Captain Song with big eyes: "Tuantuan, treat your guests to dinner! Are you okay~"

The long cat tail is too soft.

Song Bei was expressionless and ruthless: "…"

Director Song did not want to speak.

Because, at this moment, there were three more big guys in front of him.

The big cuties who are not active in eating and have problems with their heads are shrewd and lined up in front of Song Tuantuan.

—Xia Xia said that this two-legged beast can manage meals. This twoleg is the richest.

I, a state protected animal, have to eat.

Snow-white cat squatting on the far left, right next to the brain axe squatting with Xingxingyan.

The big cat's beautiful round head is powerful and domineering. At this moment, her big eyes are also full of water, and her round eyes stare at Captain Song expectantly.

—I won't ask you for a debt, please invite me to dinner.

Da Hua took the initiative and pressed Song Bei's knee with her big meat claws. The big cat purred in its throat: "Twolegs, invite me to dinner!"

Captain Song wanted to refuse, but out of the corner of his eyes, he caught two oversized mosquito coils on the right side of Dahua.

One black, one green.

The big python and the green python spit out snake letters and excitedly stared at Captain Song with cold snake eyes.

Song Bei swallowed the words of refusal.

The commander bowed his head slightly and saw the tip of the icy snake's tail wrapped around his ankle.

The cute snake and snake showed an appalling look forward to the snake and snake face, and the snake letter was scarlet: Two-legged beast, please invite the snake and snake to dinner.

I am here.

Song Bei: “…”

Am I refusing to be the next meal, or am I giving them a meal?

At this moment, a loud and a little high and excited bird song cut through the sky.

In the distance, a small black spot quickly rushed to the front, and the handsome and powerful golden eagle rushed over in an instant.

"Bang!"

The **** miserable weasel was thrown to the ground, and the golden eagle folded its wings and looked left and right.

I found that the big guys seemed to be gathered in the east, it thought about it, and it also flew over Song Bei's shoulders-following Xiaobai, there was meat to eat.

Captain Song's shoulders sank and he almost fell off the small chair.

He turned his face reluctantly and met a pair of sharp eagle eyes that were turning rapidly.

Golden Eagle's father winked cutely and said, "Are you waiting for dinner?"

I'm so hungry, I flew all afternoon.

I will also join the waiting team.

Captain Song was silent when he saw the anticipation of the dry rice eagle in the eyes of the golden eagle's father.

Bai Xiaxia looks forward to: "Meow~"

The tiger is excited: "Roar~"

The mosquito coils are happy: "hiss~"

Guo Chaoming and Qin Xiao looked at the group leader who was surrounded by animals and suddenly looked extremely weak and helpless.

The commander almost cried: I dare not move, I dare not move.

Next time, he has to put a card on his chest - I am poor and have no money.

"Squad Leader Liu, let's grill some meat."

Captain Song, who was forced to treat guests: Fortunately, Director Wang spent a lot of money last time, just to fill in this blank.

In the future, I will learn a lesson. Where there are animals, there will be no Song Bei!