Instead of being frustrated by failure, Vladimir became more and more courageous. Then he widened his eyes and looked for the next target on the street.

It seriously reflected on the failure just now, and thought that what the girl said was best if she had plenty of time and not as poor as me.

It seems to make sense.

It recalls customers who walked into pet stores, excluded those little kids who came with their parents, and then excluded the fans of Feimas and those who obviously only looked at and didn't buy them. Most of the customers who actually paid for the money had the same characteristics. They looked relatively economically relaxed, and they left a spare time between their expressions, unlike rushing back and forth, in other words, they were rich and leisurely.

It made up its mind and said to the yellow and white kitten with confidence: "Little devil! Be cheer up! There will be no problem next time!"

The yellow and white kitten looked indifferent.

Vladimir carefully observed the pedestrians coming and going and soon noticed a goal that met the requirements.

He was a very fat young man, about the same age as Zhang Zi'an, he was shorter than him, but more than twice his width.

The man was carrying a large plastic bag from a supermarket in his left hand, which was filled with various puffed foods and convenience foods. He was holding a large bottle of Coke under his armpit. He took it out and took it a few steps before taking a sip.

The weather was obviously cool at night, but he wore a short-sleeved sweatshirt and knee-length shorts early, with a pair of flip-flops on his feet, a gray-white baseball cap on his head, and the three words "platelets" were inexplicably written on the front, which seemed to be written by him. The font was crooked and uglier than Zhang Zi'an's words.

What's the use of wearing a hat at night at the turn of spring and summer? It doesn't need to shade the sun or prevent the cold.

Could it be...his name is "platelets"? In order to save the trouble of introducing yourself, he put his name on his head?

This makes sense.

He walked very slowly, even the yellow and white kitten was faster than him, and he stared at his phone and made disgusting laughter from time to time.

"belch"

He burped a long and loud burp without anyone else, and then added a big mouthful of Coke, which made the young girl passing by cover her nose and hide far away.

Vladimir felt that this person was a bit strange, but he met the standard of "rich and leisure". If you can raise yourself so fat, it should be fine to raise another kitten, right?

"Go! It's your turn this time! Imitate my actions just now and go and act cute in front of him. When he is happy, he will definitely take you home." It pushed the yellow and white kitten.

The yellow and white kitten was reluctant. After being urged by it several times, it slowly ran to the "platelets", and then lie on the ground, then rolled back.

However, "platelets" are too concerned about the phone and don't notice that there is an extra kitten under your feet. They are about to lift the 44-size flip-flop and step on the yellow and white kitten.

Vladimir quickly judged whether to use an iron fist to knock the "platelets" away or to move the yellow and white kitten away from his feet, and finally chose the latter if he was sent to the hospital, he would not be able to raise a cat.

It quickly looked fast and claws. It picked up the yellow-white kitten's neck and dragged it a few steps away, avoiding his flip-flops, and then said righteously: "Stop!"

"Platelets" were proficient in sending barrage when he suddenly heard a cat's cry. He put down his phone in surprise and saw the two cats in front of him.

Because he was close, Vladimir smelled a strong smell of sweat from him, as if he hadn't taken a shower or changed clothes for several days. However, he didn't have time to care about these details at this time, so it was the main thing to sell the yellow and white kitten.

It pushes the yellow and white kitten, which means: start your performance.

The yellow-white kitten was imitating what it was like just now, lying on the ground and exposing his belly. Although he did not imitate it very well, Vladimir felt that it was okay.

He thought that the "platelets" would also exclaim "Wow! So cute" like the girl just now, and then naturally took the yellow and white kitten home. Unexpectedly, he just took a light look, then moved a step to the side, continued to move forward, picked up the Coke from his armpit and took another big sip, and then browsed a barrage on his phone, "The death penalty is not a loss!"

Vladimir: “…”

What's going on?

Is it because he doesn't like cats, or does he say he doesn't like too small kittens?

A considerable number of customers who enter pet stores and are willing to pay for their pets are for dogs. Compared with cold cats, they prefer dog loyalty and high interactivity, and would rather spend time going out to walk their dogs every day.

So, this "platelet" is also a dog party, and you don't have any feelings for cats?

Vladimir felt it was not easy to force people to do so. If he really didn't like cats, there was no need to force him to bring the yellow and white kitten home, otherwise the yellow and white kitten would not be happy.

However, it must verify whether this person doesn’t like cats or yellow and white kittens?

So it ran two steps tightly, blocked in front of him, and said, "Wait a minute!"

"Platelets" lowered his head and said a barrage, and then heard a cat's cry in front of him, and couldn't help but frown in annoyance.

"So what? Is this cat over? Why are you pestering me?" He stared at the blue cat in front of him coldly.

Vladimir rolled in and acted cutely, this time it was more skilled than last time, and then stared at him expectantly.

"Platelets" with excessive oil secretion was full of impatientness and said to himself: "Is this cat hungry?"

He took out a bag of potato chips from the supermarket shopping bag, tore it open, grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then reluctantly threw the potato chip bag on the ground, "Eat when you are hungry, my favorite barbecue flavor."

The bag hit the ground with a snap, and a few potato chips shook out from the gap and lay quietly on the ground.

This is not because he intentionally showed contempt, but because he was so fat that he couldn't bend down...

The yellow and white kitten smelled the strong smell of barbecue, jogged over, lowered his head and smelled the dusty potato chips, and stuck out his tongue to lick it into his mouth. Almost as his tongue touched the potato chips, its body rose from the ground and was pulled aside by Vladimir.

Although Vladimir doesn't need to eat, he has learned what cats should eat and what they should not eat during these days in pet stores. Potato chips are obviously in the list of things that cats should not eat.

What happened to this person? He actually fed the cat with potato chips? Or was it intentional because he didn't know?

Among the customers who come to the pet store, a considerable number of people don’t know much about pets. They always ask Zhang Zi’an to tell them about common sense about raising pets. Some of them think that cats can eat anything, and even feed them with leftovers is simply pulling the cat to the level of a dog!

However, if he knows that the cat cannot eat potato chips, he deliberately wants to feed it like this... it only means that he has a tendency to abuse cats and is a potential class enemy.

Treat comrades as warm as spring; treat work as hot as summer; treat individualism as autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves; treat enemies as cruel and ruthless as winter!

Thinking of this, Vladimir's eyes turned cold.

Perhaps it is because he has been helping Fina train the Three Cats Guard in recent days. He has unknowingly infected some Fina's small movements, such as Fina's eyes that always despise Zhang Zi'an. At this time, it unconsciously stares at the man with similar eyes.

Bang!

Dong!

The supermarket plastic bags and large bottles of cola filled with junk food fell to the ground almost at the same time. Fortunately, the cola bottle cap was screwed and there was no splash everywhere.

"Platelets" stared at Vladimir in a daze, and his already red face suddenly surged with blood, becoming red like cooked shrimps.

Vladimir was shocked, what happened to this person? He was sick?

"Platelets" were so excited that their whole body twitched. Regardless of the surprise gazes of others, they knelt on the ground with a thud, walked to Vladimir's knees, and opened their eyes wide and shouted: "Hurry up! Use the eyes I just now to glare at me!"

Vladimir: “…”

What's going on? Zhang Zian looked helpless when he was stared at the same look. Why did this person feel as excited as if he was injected with chicken blood when he was stared at?

And it always feels that he is disgusting like this, and I don’t know why.

"Platelet" put his hands together and begged: "Please! Please glar at me with the eyes I just now! You can do whatever you want, and you can buy you canned cats every day!"

Vladimir took a few steps back speechlessly, and pulled the yellow-white kitten back a few steps back. Although the person in front of him did not show any danger in the conventional sense, it always seemed that something in his mind was broken and might do something that was not dangerous but disgusting.

"Platelets" seemed to take the pedestrians watching next to them as air, lie on the ground in public, patted their trembling chests and said to Vladimir: "I heard that cats like to step on breasts? Come on, come on! Come on my breasts! Step on my breasts! Step on them hard! The more ruthless the better! It is best to use the contemptuous look when stepping on them!"

Someone beside him kindly asked if he was sick and wanted to pull him up. Someone wanted to call an ambulance for him, but he pushed them away. He kept staring at Vladimir with a strange smile.

If Vladimir could sweat, he would have been sweating coldly at this time.

Even if he faces the Cat God statue alone, he may not feel as nervous as he is now.

What a terrible enemy!

Sure enough, at night, all kinds of demons and monsters appeared.

Although it was very confident that it could beat him away with an iron fist, it always felt that if he beat him, it might hit him...

If he could understand it, it would like to tell him that if he liked the look he was just now, he could go to the Qiyuan Pet Shop on Zhonghua Road, where there was a cat that could satisfy his requirements. Maybe he could give him an extra kick of cat claws and skin.

"Don't worry, retreat strategically first!"

It pulled the yellow and white kitten and hurried into the green belt on the side of the road, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!