Pet King

Instead of being frustrated by his failure, Vladimir became increasingly frustrated, then widened his eyes and sought the next target on the street.

It seriously reflects on the failure just now, and thinks about what the girl said-it is better to have plenty of time, not to be as poor as me.

Seems quite reasonable.

It recalls customers who walked into the pet store, excluding those little farts who came with their parents, and then eliminated the fans of Pegasus and customers who obviously could not only buy. Most of the customers who really paid for them had the same Characteristics-It seems that the economy is more relaxed, and there is ample space between expressions. It does not seem to rush back and forth in a hurry, in other words it is rich and free.

He made up his mind and said to the yellow and white kitten with confidence: "Little ghost! Get up! There must be no problem next time!"

The yellow and white kitten looks indifferent.

Vladimir looked closely at the pedestrians coming and going, and soon noticed a goal that met the requirements.

It was a very fat young man, about the same age as Zhang Zi'an, who was shorter than him, but more than twice as wide.

The man was carrying a large plastic bag in his supermarket with a variety of puffed foods and instant foods in his left hand. A large bottle of Coke was sandwiched under his armpit, and he took it out in a few steps.

The weather was still cool at night, but he wore a short-sleeved undershirt and knee-length shorts early, a double flip-flop on his feet, a gray-white baseball cap on his head, and somehow written "Platelet on the front". "The three characters seem to have been written by him. The font is crooked, which is even more ugly than Zhang Zi'an.

What's the use of wearing a hat at spring and summer evenings? Neither shade nor cold protection.

Is it ... his name is "platelet"? To save yourself the trouble of introducing yourself, put your name on your head?

This makes sense.

He walked very slowly, even the yellow and white kittens were faster than him, and stared down at the mobile phone from time to time with the disgusting laughter of "huh hehe".

"belch--"

He beat a long, loud fullness without anyone, and then added a large mouthful of cola, so that the young girl passing by hid his nose and hid far away.

Vladimir thinks this person is a little strange, but it meets the criteria of "rich and free", and can raise himself so fat, should there be another kitten?

"Go! This time it's your turn! Imitate what I just did and sell him in front of him. He will take you home with a smile." He pushed a yellow and white kitten.

The yellow and white kitten was reluctant and was urged by it several times before running slowly to the "platelets", lying on the ground with bones and then rolling again.

However, "Platelet" paid too much attention to the mobile phone and didn't notice any kittens under his feet. He saw that a 44-yard flip-flop would step on the yellow and white kitten.

Vladimir quickly judged whether the "platelets" were blown away with iron fists or the yellow and white kittens were removed from his feet, and he chose the latter-if he was sent to the hospital, he would not be able to raise a cat.

His eyes were fast and his claws quickly, and he picked up the yellow and white kitten's neck in a few steps in time to avoid his flip-flops, and then said rightly, "Stop!"

"Platelet" was experiencing a barrage with skill, and suddenly heard a meow, he lowered his phone in surprise, and saw the two cats in front of him.

Due to the closeness, Vladimir smelled a strong sweat from him, as if he had not taken a bath and changed his clothes for several days, but at this time, he did not have time to pay attention to these details, and it was the business to quickly sell the yellow and white kittens. .

It pushes the yellow and white kitten, meaning: Start your show.

The yellow-and-white kitten learns what it was just now, lying on the floor and exposing its belly. Although the imitation is not very good, Vladimir thinks it is okay.

I thought "Platelet" would exclaim "Wow! So cute" just like that girl, and then took the yellow-and-white kitten home logically. Unexpectedly, he just glanced at it slightly, and took a step to the side to continue. Moving forward, I picked up a cola from the armpit and took a big sip, and by the way swiped a barrage on the phone-"No penalty for death!"

Vladimir: "..."

what happened?

Does he dislike cats, or does he dislike kittens that are too small?

A considerable number of customers who enter pet stores and are willing to pay for pets are for dogs. Compared to high-cold cats, they prefer dog loyalty and high interaction, preferring to spend time going out every day Walk the dog.

So, this "platelet" is also a dog party and doesn't feel cats?

Vladimir felt that it was not good to be strong. If he did not like cats, then there was no need to force him to take home yellow-and-white kittens, so that yellow-and-white kittens would not be happy.

However, it must be verified whether this person does not like cats or yellow-and-white kittens?

So he ran two steps tightly, stopped in front of him again, and said, "Wait a minute!"

"Platelet" lowered his hair for a barrage, and heard a meow coming in front of him, frowned anxiously.

"What's the matter? This cat is endless? Why is it getting on me?" He stared indifferently at the blue cat in front of him.

Vladimir rolls around and sells adorable, this time it is more proficient than the last, then stares at him expectantly.

Impatience was written on the face that had excessive secretion of "platelet" oil, and he said to himself, "Is this cat hungry?"

He took out a bag of potato chips from the supermarket shopping bag, and cracked open his mouth. He grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed a few times, and threw the potato chip bag to the ground. "Just hungry, my favorite barbecue taste."

The bag slammed to the ground, a few potato chips shook out of the gap, and lay quietly on the ground.

It wasn't that he intentionally showed contempt, but that he was too fat to bend down ...

The yellow-and-white kitten smelled a strong smell of roasted meat, trotting over, smelling the dusted potato chips, lowering his tongue to lick into his mouth, almost at the same time his tongue touched the potato chips, his body was away Rising to the ground, Vladimir was scowling to the side of his neck.

Although Vladimir does not need to eat himself, these days in the pet shop, he also knows what cats should and should not eat, and potato chips are clearly in the list of things cats should not eat.

What happened to this person? How to feed the cat with potato chips? Is it deliberate or because he doesn't know?

Among the customers who visit pet stores, quite a few people do n’t know much about pets. They always ask Zhang Zi'an to give up his life, and tell them some common knowledge about pet breeding. Some of them think that cats can eat everything, and even feed with leftovers. ——It's just pulling the cat down to the level of the dog!

However, if he knows that cats cannot eat potato chips, but intentionally feeds them like that ... it only shows that he has a cat abuse tendency and is a potential class enemy.

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

Thinking of this, Vladimir's eyes were cold.

It may be the reason that Fina has always helped Fina train the three-cat honor guard. It has inadvertently infected some small movements of Fina. For example, Fina always used to despise Zhang Zi'an's eyes. At this time, she unconsciously used similar Stared at the man.

Snapped!

Boom!

Supermarket plastic bags filled with junk food and large bottles of cola fell to the ground almost at the same time. Fortunately, the cola bottle cap was screwed, and cola was everywhere without splashing.

"Platelet" stared at Vladimir with a stunned expression. His already red face suddenly burst into blood, turning red like cooked shrimp.

Vladimir was startled. What happened to this man? Got sick?

"Platelet" twitched with excitement, disregarding the surprised eyes of others, and then knelt down on the ground, knees before Vladimir, his eyes widening and screaming: "Hurry! Stare at me again!"

Vladimir: "..."

what happened? Obviously Zhang Zi'an looked helpless when he was glared with the same eyes. Why was this person as excited as chicken blood when he was glared?

And it always felt that he was disgusting like this ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I don't know why.

"Platelet" put his hands together, begging, "Please, please! Just stare at me again! Let me do anything, and I can buy you canned cats every day!"

Vladimir took a few steps back silently, and also took a few steps back with the yellow and white kitten. Although the person in front of him did not show the danger in the conventional sense, it always seemed that something in his head was broken and he might do something not dangerous but very disgusting.

"Platelet" seems to treat the pedestrians watching as air, lay down on the ground in public, patted trembling chest and said to Vladimir: "I heard that cats don't like to step on milk? Come, step on me Come step on my milk! Step on it hard! The harder the better! It's best to use the disdainful look just now! "

Someone nearby kindly asked if he was ill and wanted to pull him up, and someone wanted to help him call an ambulance, all pushed away by him, staring at Vladimir with a smirk.

If Vladimir could sweat, it must be cold at this time.

Even if it is facing the cat **** statue alone, it may not have the feeling of uneasiness now.

What a terrible enemy!

Sure enough, at night, all the monsters and ghosts appeared.

Although it is very confident that it can fly him with an iron fist, it always feels that if he is beaten, he may be right in his arms ...

If he can understand it, he would like to tell him that if he likes the look just now, he can go to the Pocahontas Pet Store on Zhonghua Road, where there is a cat that can fully satisfy his requirements, and maybe he can give him an extra gift. Dayton cat claws.

"No matter, strategic retreat first!"

He pulled the yellow and white kitten, hurried into the green belt on the side of the road, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.