A bag of shabby dried fish may be something that domestic cats with fine food are simply disdainful. They only sleep in the latest smart cat nests and eat only the best cat cans. The owner's Simmons bed is also open to them at any time.

However, for these lonely stray cats, the dried fish is no different from the most luxurious Manchu and Han banquet!

The stray cats occasionally flipped through the garbage bag and collected them as treasures. They wanted to eat the delicious food in the world immediately, but they knew that some cats needed dried fish more than them!

In this way, precious dried fish were sent to the black cat with a small amount of accumulation, and it was responsible for comforting the wounded and warriors on the battlefield.

Even if you just smell the smell of dried fish, the injured cat seemed to have forgotten the pain and recovered some strength.

It struggled and moved, and weakly used one of its front paws to lift the dried fish back, meaning: I'm fine, save the dried fish for other cats to eat.

The black cat with short ears firmly pushed the dried fish to its mouth, meaning: Don’t be polite, eat the dried fish and raise the wounds, a just cause needs your strength!

The injured cat could no longer refuse. It ate the dried fish in its mouth with hot tears. Although the dried fish was covered with a lot of dust and sand, it still tasted so delicious.

No, this dried fish is the best dried fish it has ever eaten, because it also contains the sincere intentions of its comrades!

The torn dried fish fell into its stomach, melted by gastric juice, and released a boiling heat flow.

It suddenly rose and stood up, and its body seemed to be filled with infinite power!

The stray cats around him suddenly burst into cheers when they saw it stand up again!

Rotweiler, who was trapped in a fierce battle, saw this scene and was almost scared!

Damn it? Is this dried fish or a fairy bean from a cat fairy?

The cat who couldn't even stand up just now became lively after eating dried fish? This is unscientific!

In fact, the cat's wounds were still painful, but in order not to worry about his comrades, it suppressed the pain with its tenacious willpower. Although it could not immediately enter the battle, even if it was just standing next to it, it could inspire other comrades.

The power of role models greatly encouraged the cats. They knew that they were not a cat fighting, and they had powerful backup behind them. Each cat was a part of the collective and would not be abandoned no matter who was injured.

The stray cats almost became crazy and rushed towards Rotweiner even more desperately. The dog was covered with cats, and its skin was torn open and countless wounds were bleeding everywhere. Even though it was as strong as a cow, its steps gradually became staggering.

The momentum of both sides increased and weakened. Rotweiner no longer roared wildly, but whimpered in fear. Even when facing Dugao, Pitt and Bulldog who were as strong as it was, it had never been so scared because it felt that it was not facing a group of stray cats, but a group of life-seeking evil spirits from hell!

Cats are constantly injured and withdrawing from the battle, and new cats are constantly rushing to replace the injured.

Some cats were seriously injured and could no longer join the war, and even couldn't stand up after eating dried fish. The black cats with black ears cooperated with other sterilized cats to hold the back of the injured and drag the injured to a safe position. This is the method Vladimir taught them.

Even the chrysanthemums and vital parts that were just trying to get the dog were taught by Vladimir. I just didn’t know where the trick it learned...but it really works!

The black cat missed ears placed the injured on the backs of other cats, took the injured away from the battlefield and returned to the rear.

After dinner, Rotweiner's owner sat on the sofa watching TV to digest food. The leftovers were left in the bowl and plate, and no one was too lazy to clean up. In the end, the mistress at home stood up, poured the leftovers into the porridge and stirred them briefly, and prepared to feed the dog for a while.

"Why is this dog barking something wrong?" The hostess asked in confusion while cleaning up.

"It's okay, what can I do?" The male host pretended to be watching TV. While his wife left, he secretly glanced at the screen of his phone, muttering in his heart why the girls on Douyin are so beautiful, while dealing with the ugly wife casually.

"No, go outside and have a look. I heard the sound is wrong." The hostess insisted, "Don't someone steals a dog?"

"Do you think this dog is a Husky? Who dares to steal it? I'll be dead?"

"You guys, let you go out and take a look. You'll have finished reading this for a while!" The hostess was furious and shouted sharply.

The male owner couldn't resist his wife, so he had to leave the sofa lazily and walk outside slowly, because the further away from the house, the worse the IFI signal was, and the young ladies would become stuttered.

After walking a few steps in the yard, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wait, why are you so quiet?

The dog was barking just now, why don’t you bark now?

Immediately afterwards, he stepped on something soft under his feet, and looked down and saw his Rotweiler lying weakly on the ground, covered with scars. Although the wounds were relatively shallow and probably not fatal, the hair on his body was dyed red, which looked very scary.

Rotweiner stared at the master sadly. If it was stepped on, even the master would dare to bite it, but at this time it would not even have the strength to open its mouth.

"Lonely...Damn! What's going on?"

The male owner was so scared that his phone almost fell to the ground, and his dog was obviously attacked.

There are messy claw marks on the ground around the ground, including dog claw marks and other animals. Judging from the claw marks and scratches on the dog, the dog seems to have been attacked by some kind of cat beast... Because except for cat beasts, no other animal can quietly injure an adult Rotweiler like this, right?

He didn't care about saving his dog, and trembled to activate the flashlight function of his phone, shook his eyes around him in fear, and did not find the so-called feline beast, so he put his heart back in his stomach.

"Wife! It's not good! Our dog is almost bitten to death. Come with red potion and gauze!" He shouted into the room.

The hostess ran out of the house in a panic with a small medicine box. When she saw that her dog was injured in such a miserable way, she almost shed tears in her heart.

"Who did this?" she asked angrily.

The male owner was about to say something when he suddenly heard the neighbor's dog whine, and then it became silent.

He looked at each other with her, and at the same time, he shivered, looking at the darkness as thick as ink.

It was clearly May at the turn of spring and summer, but they seemed to feel a chill covering their bodies.

Today's night is particularly dark and long.
Chapter completed!