Chapter 499 Little Red Riding Hood is extremely depressed. Is there something wrong with the Roland Club?

Examining Fat Miao, Ding Bangchang asked softly:

"Are you Cat Kate?"

The old cat was stunned and meowed: "It's me."

Ding Bangchang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded gently.

As the former deputy speaker of Hot Springs City, he certainly knew the six punishers of the Hot Spring City Supervision Office. Even though he had not formally dealt with Lao Mao, he quickly confirmed their identities.

However, he was still surprised by what the old cat had just revealed:

"You mean, come and help me heal my injury?"

"Are you entrusted by the unpredictable?"

Just as the old cat was about to answer, the door to the room suddenly opened.

The bodyguard Brown Bear Andre, who looked alert, heard someone talking outside the door and opened the door and entered.

After Ding Bangchang was transferred to Dongcheng City, he followed him.

His eyes fell on the fat cat on the table. Andre was stunned for a moment, and he also remembered the identity of the other person:

"You are the cat of the Inspectorate! The one next to you that is unpredictable?"

The old cat squatted on the table calmly and stroked its beard with its paw:

"It's me, meow!"

"I was entrusted by Mu Zhi to cure Deputy Governor Ding's illness!"

Ding Bangchang: "."

The expression on Andre's face was complicated. He looked numbly at Lao Mao, then at Ding Bangchang, and found that his always calm employer seemed to be trying hard to restrain his embarrassment.

Ding Bangchang forced himself to remain calm and waved to Andre, signaling him to go out.

Andre nodded blankly, knowing that the old cat was unpredictable, so he turned around and retreated.

After closing the door, Andre frowned and muttered to himself: "Where to treat it?"

After seeing the door closed again, Ding Bangchang returned his gaze to the proud cat face:

"Can you really.cure me?"

His tone was somewhat trembling.

He is aware of his own injuries. Because he is not a contractor, he cannot use contracted items such as rune source manipulation to repair injuries to treat his injuries. His friend Yang Yi, as the Director of Supervision, has not been able to find a breakthrough for many years.

The symbolic language of limitation.

He had tried hard for this before, but to no avail. Ding Bang often thought there was no hope.

Well, I'll never grow a beard again in this life.

But the old cat actually said that he could give it a try!

This is hard to believe, but Lao Mao swore that he was entrusted by Mozhang. Mozhang is one of the few people Ding Bangchang thinks he can trust completely, and judging from his long-term dealings with him, he is often trusted by Mozhang.

Although the unpredictable person who is regarded as a little brother is a little slippery, he is not a person who is aimless.

As a result, the hope that had long been buried deep in his heart was instantly ignited. His hands hidden under the table trembled with excitement. If it were not for his excellent self-control, it would be difficult to remain calm.

The old cat stroked his whiskers:

"Didn't I say it, I'm asking you to give it a try. Since it's a test, it may succeed or it may fail."

Ding Bangchang, who was in excitement, suddenly had a feeling that was too complicated to express.

The style of painting is still a bit weird. According to this cat, it feels like his twin eggs have become a guinea pig on a test bench.

"No more nonsense, I have to leave after trying it out. I'm in a hurry!" The old cat stretched lazily, and its long yellow hair exploded, as if it had turned into a brown "hedgehog"

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The cat's eyes flashed red.

Ding Bangchang suddenly felt his body stiffen, and then lost control of his body.

He could still see with his eyes that the yellow cat on the table seemed to have lost its soul and fell on the table. At the same time, he could use his ears to hear the dull crashing sound of the old cat falling on the table, but he could not move even a finger.

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At this time, his mouth was talking to himself uncontrollably:

"Don't be afraid, I'm a good cat!"

“It’ll be fine soon!”

Then, Ding Bangchang saw his hands reaching out, holding the sleeping cat in front of him, and taking out three bells from the thick-haired cat's chin.

One of them is the "warehouse"!

As the talisman flashed, a necklace made of pure gold appeared in his hand.

"You are not a contractor, so you cannot use the contract items to heal injuries to regrow a twin-egg cat~~~"

After Ding Bang often heard himself making a weird imitation of a cat meow, he continued to explain naturally to himself:

"So, Mo Zhi thought of my possession ability. After I possess it, I can use the source of symbols. It just so happens that this flesh and blood recovery necklace can heal my injuries."

"Do you understand? If you do this, the effect of the flesh and blood restoration necklace is very likely to be to repair the body that I took away."

After a few brief explanations, Old Mao stopped talking nonsense and controlled Ding Bangchang's body to activate the source of symbols.

The necklace emits a faint orange light and is an orange-level contract item.

Although he couldn't move, Ding Bangchang still had the five senses of his body, and he suddenly felt a warm flow of heat pouring into his body.

The blazing heat, like a living thing, immediately spread out from the body and quickly spread throughout the body.

Just when he wanted to moan comfortably, but couldn't control his mouth and tongue, the heat in his body gained some kind of induction and regrouped.

The slightly warm feeling gradually intensified, and the heat in the body, limbs, and bones was converging toward the chest. Soon it seemed like a hot fire was burning in the chest, and there was actually a slight pain of being burned.

This not only refers to scalding the body, but also scalding Ding Bangchang’s soul at this time.

This heat moved

The blazing fireball moved!

It sank slowly, falling from the chest to the Dantian, and then slowly descended from the Dantian to the middle of his legs.

Ding Bangchang felt as if he was riding on a stove.

"The feeling of this flesh and blood recovery necklace is so strong, meow~~"

"Deputy Governor Ding, please bear with me, you must bear with me!"

"It should be being repaired now, so be sure to hold on!" "Ding Bangchang" explained to himself naturally.

In fact, Uncle Cat didn't need to say it, he himself understood that this was the time when the flesh and blood recovery necklace came into play, because there was a new pain between the legs.

It was as if something was about to sprout there, re-opening the wounds that had been sutured and scarred, allowing the sprouted new flesh and blood to fill in the lost parts.

This feeling hurts

However, if you are passive, you must be patient!

Ding Bangchang's whole body was sweating, maybe because of the temperature, maybe because of pain, maybe because of excitement.

He already felt that his entire lower body was numb

Until, he slumped down on the table.

The fat cat in front of him wagged his tail and stood up.

Ding Bangchang regained control of his body. Regardless of the layers of heat and sweat on his body, he supported his tired body with his arms and sat up.

In his eyes, it was the fat yellow cat squatting on the desk. At this time, it was looking at him, with a smile on its face.

Without talking to a cat, Ding Bangchang has already felt the changes in his body, and the chill between his legs that has lasted for more than ten years has disappeared!

Instead, there was that long-lost feeling of fullness.

"Meow~~~"

The fat yellow meow meowed and rang the cat bell again, and something wrapped in brown paper fell on the table.

After that, he took a run from the table without looking back, letting his fat body glide briefly in mid-air and landed on the window sill:

"It's done! This thing is given to you by Mozhi, please keep it!"

"No need to thank me, Deputy Governor Ding, see you later!"

After saying that, without any hesitation, the old cat jumped out of the window and disappeared into the garden outside the study.

Ding Bangchang was still in indescribable joy for a while. Seeing that there was no one else in the study, the tears in the corners of his eyes could no longer be controlled and flowed down his cheeks.

He slowly stretched out his hands with trembling hands, untied the rope outside the paper bag, and carefully opened the wrapped things. Inside the paper bag, there was a bunch of red, granular things wrapped.

Ding Bangchang knows that this thing is called wolfberry!
To be continued...