Lion Lianmeng

Carl the Blackmane and Kasa the Goldmane were engrossed in the duiker carcass, their mouths red with food.

And Andre, who "failed to catch rape", stood alone, staring at his brother for a long time with a melancholy expression of "you hurt me".

Under such sad eyes, Timmy couldn't help but take a few steps back vigilantly: "What are you looking at?"

Andre replied even more sadly: "Don't you explain to me? Why are Dad and Uncle Casa here? Who is the lion who killed the little lion? Why did you give them food? You didn't take the initiative to give them food. I'll deliver food, am I not your favorite little baby?"

Karl with the black mane was chewing the delicious flesh of the antelope, but at this moment he had a feeling that he couldn't swallow: "Uh, my favorite baby? Who is this bitch? I, I thought I A son was born."

"Yes, that's right, he has a mane and testicles, he must be your own son, and he was printed in the same mold as you, exactly the same." Golden Mane Casa replied gloatingly.

"But do lions also talk like this?" Carl's voice rose slightly, very dissatisfied.

"Think about it, brother! Maybe it's a new fashion among young lions." Kasa single-mindedly ran on his brother: "A grown-up lion can talk whatever he wants. You have to learn to keep pace with the times and catch up with the trend."

"Okay, bro, maybe you're right." Carl the Black Mane knew he was wrong.

He rubbed Golden Mane Casa's mane with his strong shoulders, and immediately said 'in keeping with the times': "Quick, Casa, tell me that I am your favorite little baby! come on!"

Golden Mane Casa was silent for half a minute.

During this half minute, he exhausted all his strength to control himself not to jump up and bite this heartless, stupid brother.

On the other side, Timmy ignored the sand sculptures of the two old fathers.

He yelled at his stupid brother seriously: "I have my own plan, Andre! If I want to talk about this plan, I can talk about it now, and if I want to talk about it later, I can talk about it later. It has nothing to do with the depth of our relationship. Don't talk nonsense. And, I really don't want to criticize anyone by name. It's just that you and Alan are not lions who can keep secrets. I don't tell you, it's not because I don't love you. This sounds really feminine. But for the sake of being safe! Well, of course you, of course, are my favorite... er, favorite little baby. You can rest your heart on it, no lion king is willing to be something that makes a lion want to go crazy Hairball-spitting darling! This title will definitely be yours forever, and there is no lion to take it from."

Andre was successfully appeased.

"I believe in you, brother." He walked over again and said, gently helping his brother lick the dirt and leaves off Mao Mao, his tone was as calm as possible, but the tail behind his buttocks was always shaking violently: "But I occasionally I will worry that you will be cheated by bad lions! Because you have never shared food with other lions. You will only coerce and lure the lionesses to catch delicious bison for you, and then, coquettishly take the best food from my mouth the piece of meat, or do everything possible to deceive, squeeze, and knock Alan away, and eat the most nutritious offal first..."

Timmy shook his semicircular ears subconsciously, and looked at him suspiciously: "Is this an accusation?"

"Of course not. I just stated your normal behavior in the past to compare your abnormal behavior at the moment. Obviously, the difference is very eye-catching. It's no wonder I want to follow." Andre leaned over and licked his younger brother flatteringly The little ear said: "Okay, don't stubbornly continue to keep your plan secret, anyway, I have accidentally appeared in your plan now. Think carefully and add me, okay?"

Timmy thought about it, and thought there was a point in those words.

He compromised and agreed to Andre's joining: "To put it simply, we are pretending to be in conflict with Dad, Uncle Karl and the others."

A look of bewilderment appeared on Andre's Mao Mao face: "Infighting, why?"

"Let the peeping enemy lions think we've broken up, but it's a trick to make them relax their vigilance." Timmy replied.

"Snooping? Wait, there's a spying alien lion?"

Andre was startled: "Have you seen it? Are you sure? So, the cub was killed by an enemy lion from outside?"

"I didn't see it, but I'm basically sure, isn't it obvious?"

Timmy used a helpless expression of 'I don't understand why you don't understand, but you just don't understand', and explained patiently: "The cub was killed, and the female lion accused a male lion of killing a lion. , thought it was Carcassa. But in fact, she couldn't tell the difference between Carcassa and foreign lions at all, because to her, they were all strange breaths. However, she didn't lie. We checked those cubs Their corpses, although they were messed up by hyenas, there are indeed traces left by male lions. This proves that the cubs were indeed attacked by male lions. Our territory is not Carcassar, then It can only be a foreign enemy lion. Therefore, the lioness must have been misled. After killing the cub, a lion intentionally blamed Carcassar..."

"Wait, that's not right." Andre interrupted Timmy's deduction all at once.

He looked at Carcassa suspiciously and said, "But how can you be sure that this is a frame-up and not them?"

Timmy was stunned, with a strange look on his face, and after a while, he whimpered again: "Uh, brother, are you serious?"

He whimpered in an incredible voice: "Carcassar is our father? Why doubt?"

"Oh, it's the dads." Andre didn't expect to get such an answer, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

But even so, he still raised his head again and insisted, "Why don't you suspect? My own father can't prove that he is not the murderer, right? Besides, there is still the possibility of manslaughter..."

"No, Karl swallowed my head in his mouth back then, and he didn't bite it off with a click. They both had sense of proportion, and it was impossible for them to slap the cub by mistake. It's nonsense to say it was them..." Ti Mi immediately explained swearingly.

Andre didn't like the father of the two male lions, so he still didn't believe it: "You didn't have your head bitten off back then. It was Aunt Tasha who rescued you in time. It doesn't have anything to do with propriety, right? Besides, I don't think they look alike at all. It looks measured."

"But that's our dad."

"What's the matter with dad? There's a word called "Dayi Miuqin" (Carl the Black Mane: What the hell did I do to you??)."

"A normal lion wouldn't suspect that his father killed a lion, would he?"

"Normal Leos shouldn't let their emotions cloud their reason."

"You're accusing me of being emotional."

"Titi, I'm just afraid that you will be deceived by the bad lion."

So, Timmy and Andre continued to argue about the issue of 'whether my father killed a lion'.

Because I was too involved in the argument, I accidentally forgot the business.

The heart of an old father with a black mane on the side was almost broken by Andre: "I am not a filial son, I really am an unfilial son!"

On the contrary, Golden Mane Casa licked his fur slowly, and was very satisfied with his cub Timmy's performance.

In the end, as always, Andre would never win an argument with his brother.

He reluctantly admitted the 'innocence' of the two old fathers with complicated emotions.

But to be honest, as a lion who left home at a young age, had little contact with the lion's father, and had a weak and almost severed relationship with each other, he could never understand the strange warmth of his younger brother towards the lions.

"At the beginning, you clearly said you would take revenge, and you would bully them."

"That's right, I will take revenge and bully them, but they can only take revenge and bully by me, not other lions."

Next, the brief meeting of the Lions ended.

Andre may still have a lot to say about Timmy's plan, but time does not allow them to continue arguing.

In the future, the lions will continue to 'infight', and when necessary, they can perform more...

For example, the 'internal strife' between the three brothers is used to draw out the really dangerous enemy lions hiding in the dark.Although, Andre still doubts whether this so-called "enemy lion" really exists?

At the same time, Black Mane Karl and Golden Mane Casa also noticed something strange about Andre.

"Is that kid hostile to us? Why? Or did you do something?" Golden Mane Casa asked suddenly suspiciously.

"I swear, I haven't touched his lioness, not a hair." Blackmane Karl joked out of habit.

"Oh? He has a lioness? Which one?"

Golden Mane Casa asked casually gossip.

Karl with the black mane opened his mouth and wanted to answer naturally, but fell silent for a while.

He concentrated on recalling it carefully for a long time, and finally said: "Damn it! That kid doesn't seem to have a lioness."