Phil holding Garfield, walked straight to his classic car, "Hey! Garfield, you are so heavy! Maybe you should lose weight!"

Garfield was held, without struggling or responding, but he just wrote a harsh note to Phil in his heart, "Bastard! You're dead! Be prepared to enjoy the torture of Mr. Garfield slowly!"

When he arrived next to the car, Phil placed Garfield on the hood and took the initiative to raise the topic, "Garfield, is this car very handsome? This is my baby!"

Looking at Phil's arrogant expression, Garfield had no response. Whether before or now, Garfield was not interested in cars. He only liked two things, food and beauty.

However, Garfield keenly grasped the point, "Is this your baby? Yosi!" Garfield nodded with a wicked smile.

Garfield, who was standing on the hood, looked up at Phil, grinned, kindly stretched out his sharp and sharp claws, and pretended to accidentally grab the hood.

With a harsh sound, a long scratch appeared on the hood. After finishing the matter, Garfield turned his head aside as if nothing had happened, as if he was enjoying the street scenery.

At this moment, Phil's heart was bleeding, and his body was trembling, "Bastard! Bastard! My car!"

Phil clenched his fists tightly, his face stiffened, and he said, "Listen to Fat Cat, you are not allowed to treat my car like this! Otherwise..."

Phil was both angry and heartbroken about Garfield's behavior, but for the sake of the task, Phil forced himself to hold it up. He picked up Garfield from the hood, opened the door and put Garfield in.

Then, Phil also put a seat belt on Garfield to prevent Garfield from continuing to make trouble.

After doing all this, Phil quickly ran to the other side, opened the door, and sat in.

"Listen, fat cat! I hope you are honest, don't move around, don't make trouble!" Phil, who was sitting in the driver's seat, warned Garfield with a serious expression.

Faced with Phil's warning, Garfield just turned his head out the window and ignored it.

"Bastard!" Phil cursed fiercely in his heart and started to start the car.

On the way, Phil was looking at the front of the car intently. Garfield, who was beside him, turned around a little boredly and looked inside the car.

After looking around, Garfield found good things and music CDs. Garfield first looked at Phil who was driving seriously before unbuttoning his seat belt, reaching out to get the CDs.

"Garfield, what do you want to do?" Phil, who was driving, noticed Garfield's movements and asked vigilantly.

Garfield didn't and couldn't answer Phil's words. He could only use his actions to show that Garfield, who bent down, quickly picked up the CD. Regardless of Phil's BB's voice, Garfield opened the CD and took out the dish.

"Dongfanghong..." As Garfield put the plate in and started the broadcaster, the volume was also turned on, and a deafening sound came from the speaker.

In an instant, it was this moment! Garfield looked at Phil strangely, "Great guy, I didn't expect you, a bastard with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to be..."

"Bastard! Give me a quieter!" Phil said to Garfield with anger. After that, he reached out and turned the volume down.

Garfield, who was quite dissatisfied with this, naturally turned the volume back while Phil was not paying attention. To the rhythm of the music, Garfield danced happily.

"Bastard!" Phil, who was standing by, could only curse unhappy about this. After all, even if he turned the volume down again, this damn fat cat would still find an opportunity to adjust it back. It would be better to concentrate on driving and take this bastard fat cat back quickly.

Garfield was dancing happily, and from time to time whistling at the girl outside the window, his chubby belly was undulating like a wave.

As Phil was concentrating on racing, they soon arrived at the parking lot of the office building of SHIELD. As soon as Phil stopped the car, he hurriedly shut down the music and carried Garfield down.

Taking Garfield, Phil walked quickly to the floor where Nick's office was. When he arrived at Nick's office, Phil knocked on the door first. After hearing Nick's voice, he opened the door and walked in with Garfield in his arms.

"BOSS, I've brought him back!" Phil first put Garfield down before reporting to Nick.

"You go down first, I want to talk to Garfield alone!" Nick said as he pointed his finger secretly and signaled Phil.

Phil naturally understood it. After walking out of the office, Phil came to a monitoring room, and all kinds of experts had been arranged in it were on standby.

"The target has arrived, and you are ready to start monitoring!" Phil gave Nick's order to these people.

With Phil's instructions, more than a dozen people in the monitoring room began to act, and the closed monitor quickly started. The figures of Nick and Garfield were on the screen.

Listening to the report of the headphones in his ears, Nick officially began to inquire.

"Hello Garfield! I am Nick, the director of SHIELD. We have been paying attention to your appearance for a long time. We are very curious about your origin. You are like you suddenly appear. And you also have all kinds of magical abilities, flying, super power, super speed, comparable to human wisdom!" Nick's speech was not fast, but his voice was very powerful. His eye was staring at Garfield like an eagle.

Faced with Nick's stare, Garfield also stared straight back. This was a war of momentum. On one side, he was weak, but had rich experience and had a high position. On the other side, he was just an ordinary person, but now he is strong and confident.

After looking at Garfield, Nick took the lead in retracting his gaze and saw him take out a metal collar from the drawer.

"Before we officially communicate, I will give you a small gift on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D. This thing is a sounding device. After sensing your thoughts, he can speak under your own control." Nick accepted at Garfield with a metal collar.

Garfield was very alert to Nick's explanation. This agent king has a dark face, dark skin, dark hands, dark butt, and even more TMD-like. If you don't pay attention, you may be cheated.

"Garfield, you can rest assured that we are kind to you. This thing is just to facilitate us to communicate with you! There are no traps above!" Nick naturally saw Garfield's vigilance. In order to dispel Garfield's concerns, he pretended to be very sincere and said to Garfield.

"Haha! I really think I don't know what kind of person you are!" Faced with Nick's sincere expression, Garfield complained silently in his heart.

However, no matter how much I complain, Garfield was very moved by what Nick said, this metal collar could make him speak. After all, communication is the instinct and desire of a living creature.

After becoming a cat, Garfield had long been eager to speak normally and communicate with people.

Next, with Nick's acting skills, Garfield agreed to wear this metal collar. Of course, Nick's acting skills are secondary, mainly Garfield's own desires and confidence in his own strength.

With Nick's help, Garfield put on the metal collar. After putting it on, Garfield used it tentatively under Nick's guidance.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Hearing the sound from the metal collar on Garfield's neck, Nick's eyes twitched, "Fat Cat, do you think you're calling?"

Hearing the sound below his neck, Garfield nodded with satisfaction and thanked Nick, "Thank you! Braised egg!"

"It's okay!" Nick just finished speaking and realized something was wrong, "Damn bastard! What does braised egg mean?"

In the monitoring room, when Nick's men heard Garfield's words, they couldn't help laughing, but they immediately covered their mouths with their hands.
Chapter completed!