An Suisui took advantage of the chaos and left the fighting circle, and ran to the living room alone to take a look.
Wow, that's right.
That bad cat actually came up with this idea. No wonder he was indifferent when they tried to sell him a mouse.
Indeed, from a profit perspective, the method he is currently using is more economical.
But didn’t Silly Cat think about the possibility of things failing?
An Suisui jumped onto Jian Shi's cage and pushed the cat sign on it hard.
Hey, I can't push it.
Unwilling to give up, I pushed again, but it still didn't move.
It seems that only cat players can change these cat cards.
Are these rules encouraging players to harm each other?
Jian Shi was entangled by those two guys and might not be able to come over in a short time.
As for the other two cats, although they did not participate in this frame-up operation, they also wished that Jian Shi died unexpectedly.
This way they don't have to pay the bill after the game is over.
The bills generated by the game are not something you can just rely on.
There was no way to ask the cat players for help, and An Suisui couldn't touch these cat cards himself.
With less than five minutes left, An Suisui thought hard for a long time and finally came up with a feasible solution.
She opened her address book and called her three teammates out of their hiding places.
She rushed to the children's room as quickly as possible and found a black watercolor pen.
Paint all four cat heads into mosaics and see how the house owner distinguishes the four cages.
The specifications of the mouse trap are fixed from the beginning.
Jian Shi had already tried it, and no cat could open any other cage except its own.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to wander around so confidently.
What if someone gets upset with him and deliberately throws a fake mouse into his cage?
When the two cats returned to the living room after watching the mindless excitement and found that the cat's head on their cat cage was actually painted in black, they still felt a little confused.
Who the hell would do something like this in their spare time?
Do you think they won't be able to find their own cages?
Five minutes later, the owner of the house arrived on time.
He was wearing a blood-stained apron under his protective clothing today. He looked like a worker in a slaughterhouse who left work before he had time to clean up.
An Suisui laughed in his heart, did this man finally recognize himself?
The bell rang, and the three cats who had been fighting all the way to the stairs finally stopped, and were led step by step to the living room by the bell.
Black Cat thought that what he was doing was settled, and his dark face couldn't help but be stained with a trace of pride.
Hey, what's the use of being good at catching mice? They're not going to die soon.
Due to the angle, neither Orange Cat, Black Cat nor Jian Shi saw the dark cat portrait.
But Jian Shi's mentality was very stable.
As long as the wife is not seduced by the mistress, that time is enough to solve the little conspiracy of the two kittens.
The smile on the house owner's face was as perverted as ever.
He put down the toolbox in his hand, happily walked to the five cat cages, and pretended to look at them one by one.
It's impossible for all these cats to complete their tasks.
No one knows better than him how many qualified rats there are in this house.
Each cat was required to catch twenty mice, and the five cats had to catch a hundred mice in total. How could there be so many mice for them to catch?
What's more, there is also a super-powerful ragdoll cat among them.
"Let me see if you have completed your task today well. The first mouse trap contains 1, 2, 3...exactly twenty mice, not bad."
The owner of the house nodded and continued talking, "This is..."
Whose cage is it?
The owner of the house was about to announce the name of the qualified cat, but found that the picture on the cat's cage was completely messed up with black watercolor pen, and the pattern behind it was completely unclear.
How is this going?
The owner of the house was stunned for a moment, then looked at the other rat cages.
Not surprisingly, they are all black cat-shaped wooden signs.
The house owner's face became much gloomier, and he pointed at several rat cages and said angrily, "Who made these?"
The orange cat and the black cat didn't know what had happened. They turned their heads blankly, and when they saw the black cat's head, their expressions changed drastically.
Especially the black cat, his heart skipped a beat and he fell into the endless abyss.
They have been busy for so long that they have become lonely.
He knows best the number of rats he catches.
If you just exchange cat avatars, given the host's ill will toward the Ragdoll cat, it is very likely that he will make the mistake and get rid of the Ragdoll cat neatly.
There is no need to bother investigating the truth behind it.
But he never expected that this situation would occur.
All the cat tags are unclear. If you want to prove that it is your cage, the best way is to go up and open the cage yourself.
Other cats open their cages to prove that they have completed their tasks.
What about him? What does he prove?
Does it prove to be a dead end?
The black cat thought a thousand times in his heart, then with a hard look in his eyes, he slowly backed away.
While the owner of the house was still losing his temper and his attention was not on him, the black cat suddenly exerted his strength and his body instantly rose into the air.
The sharp claws scratched the owner's protective clothing, leaving several bright red marks on his neck.
Rather than trying to figure out how to deal with this abnormality, it is better to do nothing but solve the problem from the root.
Blood slowly overflowed from the wound.
The owner of the house didn't react at first. By the time he felt a sharp pain in his neck, blood was already flowing everywhere.
He touched it with his hand, and the dazzling red liquid flowed all over his hand.
If the thick protective clothing hadn't blocked most of the attacks for him, the black cat's attack would have allowed him to meet the King of Hell.
"You, you stupid cat actually dare to kill your master!"
The owner of the house was frightened and angry, and rang the bell in a panic. The black cat, who was about to launch a second attack, was immobilized.
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move.
After controlling a few cats that were about to move, the owner of the house raised his hand and touched the tool box next to him.
The toolbox not only contains canned cats and weapons, but also the drugs he urgently needs to stop bleeding.
But after groping for a long time, he came up empty.
I turned around to look at the table where the tool box was placed, but there wasn't even a single tool on the table.
"Who! Who stole my toolbox?"
After being injured, the owner of the house looked crazy and even more terrifying than usual.
An Suisui, who was hiding, waved her paw at him, indicating that he didn't have to be polite, it was all she should do.
She has been coveting this NPC's toolbox for a long time, okay?
The wound continued to bleed, and the owner of the house had no intention of torturing the other cats.
But he hated the black cat so much that he couldn't let him go easily no matter what.
Without a bone-chopping knife, the owner of the house picked up a wooden chair beside him and hit the black cat hard on the body.
The black cat's limbs were controlled by the bell, unable to move, and fell to the ground after just one blow.
Wailing and screaming.
When the chair fell for the second time, the wailing suddenly died down.
The black cat was in so much pain that he no longer had the strength to scream.
Four times, the cat's head was hit by the hard chair until it was deformed.
And the black cat had completely lost its breath and turned into a corpse. This chapter has been completed!