Xiahou Huan'er stared into her eyes, which really showed a firm light as if she was looking forward to death, and she was depressed.
He gritted his teeth, raised the kitchen knife to her throat, and said harshly: "I'll give you three more seconds to think about it, three, two, one."
The Persian cat closed its eyes and remained motionless, looking like it was waiting to die.
"You really don't regret it?" In this world, who doesn't want to survive? How could there be such a stupid woman who wants to die?
The Persian cat said quietly: "It is my only regret not being able to serve my master. It is my honor to die in my master's hands. Master, please do it."
He wants to force her to chop it down.
Xiahou Huan'er gritted her teeth and shouted: "I'll chop it off."
With a whistling sound, the kitchen knife slashed hard at the Persian cat's neck.
Sogying stretched out his hands to cover his face, sighing that it was a pity.
It's not easy to find another beauty like her in this world.
She killed her like this, a waste of natural resources, and angered both humans and gods.
After waiting for a while, there was no scream from the Persian cat, nor was there any sound of blood splattering.
He looked back suspiciously, only to see the sharp kitchen knife stopped less than an inch from the Persian cat's neck.
It turned out that Xia Liu was just bluffing and wanted to scare her away, which made him happy.
Xiahou Huan'er gritted her teeth: "I'll give you another chance, get out of here."
The Persian cat was motionless and had a very stubborn temper.
There was a stalemate for a while.
Mr. Xing put down the newspaper he had finished browsing, raised his head and stared at Xia Houhuan'er, and asked lukewarmly: "Don't want to eat?"
Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I'm so angry that I'm still eating hair."
"Let's go." Mr. Xing stood up, his tone was a bit forceful, and then walked out.
Xiahou Huan'er put down the kitchen knife, put her hand on her forehead, and sighed: "The ants are still greedy for life, so please do it for your own good. We have to leave."
After saying that, he ignored her and quickly followed Dongfang Xing.
"Master." The Persian cat also wanted to follow, but Cang Ying grabbed her wrist. She stared at him anxiously, "Let go, I want to follow the master."
Sogying sighed: "Don't you see how much she hates you? Even if you follow her, she won't want you."
The Persian cat cried: "I just want to stay with my master."
This woman is made of water. Sogying thought for a moment and said: "Don't cry. They are going to the zombie camp now. They owe me a reward. I will go to them to get it back. You go with me. When the time comes,
You just need to stay in the zombie camp and not leave."
The Persian cat raised its confused eyes and asked: "Where is the zombie camp?"
Souei looked at her in surprise: "No, you don't even know about the zombie camp?" Is she still an Earthling?
She shook her head honestly: "I don't know, tell me, where is that place?"
If he said it was a zombie concentration camp, I wonder if she would be frightened.
Sogying was silent for a moment, and then chose a milder explanation: "Your new master lives in the zombie camp."
The Persian cat's eyes lit up, he grabbed his arm and shook it, coquettishly: "Then take me there quickly."
"Ahem, I really want to take you there as soon as possible, but I suffered serious internal injuries. Go get me the medicine box first. Hurry." It was not easy to hold on from just now to now. Sogying fell to the ground.
On the sofa, I kept cursing in my heart, you are so cruel.
"I'm going to get it now." The Persian cat ran to get the medicine box worriedly, and when she turned around, a dark sneer appeared on her lips.