Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Ling Huan gasped, the tingling in his waist came quickly and fiercely, and his arm was violently stepped on when the cat left, as if using him as a pedal.

Obviously, the cat curled up in his arms just now looks disturbed and extremely fragile. Now that it moves quickly, it is dazzling. It is difficult to capture the exact position for a while, and suddenly a strong and indifferent very suppressing strategy emerges. The breath of sex.

Its desire to run is too strong.

Ling Huan could only watch it dexterously through the rain of bullets.

A tail with a fine golden thunder and lightning dangled past him, and his sharp claws were shining coldly, firmly embedded in the remaining glass of the roof.

The sturdy and powerful body formed a perfectly smooth line, and in an instant he climbed up and disappeared into the night.

Ling Huan didn't know why this cat had such amazing bounce ability. The ceiling of the glass hall was higher than the inside of the house, roughly three meters. But because the cat paused briefly on the roof just now, he clearly saw the complete injury.

There is an almost piercing wound on its chest, and running around with this wound is undoubtedly speeding up death.

Ling Huan looked up at the plum blossom footprints printed on the top of the glass. He preliminarily guessed the cat’s escape route, which seemed to be heading north. He turned around and suddenly faced a black hole muzzle. The man behind the gun His face was expressionless, and he was in business.

"civilian?"

"Show the light brain, check the information." The man showed his ID with the other hand, and countless official seals were printed on the unfolded slap-sized notebook, "The military department, please cooperate."

Ling Huan looked at the other party's tightened fingers on the trigger, shivered, and quickly raised the light brain on his wrist to show the other party that he was a completely safe, healthy and harmless citizenship.

The other man standing next to him was holding an instrument in his hand and scanned his optical brain. After a short beep, the screen lit up green.

The sound of gunshots in the ears had completely stopped. It seemed that Ling Huan was a member of the team who came to check the identity of Ling Huan. After confirming that there was no problem with his identity, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to ask simple questions step by step.

"How did you get in the blocked road? Where were you at seven o'clock in the evening?"

"Why are you here? Do you know the person who was lying on the ground just now?"

The leader of the team looked solemn, and walked straight to the dead body on the ground.

Ling Huan's slender fingertips pressed against his clothes and tapped twice. He answered all the questions naturally, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of what button the man near the corpse had pressed on his wrist.

The man's arm was instantly wrapped in a metal shell gleaming with cold light.

Steel fingers easily cut a small piece of flesh on the back of the corpse, and took out a black object from the inside.

Ling Huan squinted his eyes slightly, but because the group of black vaguely twisting things was too small, he couldn't see clearly.

He could only see that the man's expression did not relax at all, and it even became more ugly. The man loosened his hand and threw the mass on the ground, then took the gun on his shoulders and quickly aimed it at the ground. The red laser shot out from the muzzle, and the air was full of burnt and unpleasant smell. .

When the group of things was shot by the first shot, Ling Huan suddenly heard a harsh neigh.

His brain was irritated and aching, he held his temples and stepped back, his shoulders were held down, and a concerned question rang in his ear, "What's wrong with you?"

"Did you not hear?"

The man frowned. "What do you hear? Do you mean the gunshots?"

Ling Huan’s fingertips were cold, he met the confused eyes of the two of them, and he pressed his lower lip to change his mouth suddenly, “It’s okay, I may be a little dizzy. I haven’t seen anything like this before.”

He stretched out his slender fingertips and tapped the ground, and said slowly, "I didn't get any obstacles when I came in. This is your mistake. Also, I just bought this piece of land including this shop today. Now that the door and top are gone, should we discuss it and give a reasonable solution?"

The captain carrying the gun came back and his voice was dull, "Sir, I'm sorry to have caused such a great loss to your shop, but we can't get in touch with the chief for the time being. I can't make a decision without authorization. There are already hundreds of people nearby. It’s impossible to go out because of a 100 percent blockade. For your safety, please come back with us first. Tan Zhong will come over during the day tomorrow, and we will compensate you accordingly."

The man glanced at his tattered clothes and bleeding wounds, and said, "Military doctors can't be deployed. Your wounds are not too serious. The medicine kit will be delivered to your room later, and you can apply the medicine on time. Can recover."

Ling Huan was taken to a clean white room.

The military personnel did not give any explanation for what happened just now. Instead, they sent very hard bread, compressed biscuits and a glass of water, telling him that it was dinner.

Ling Huan changed into clean clothes. The size was barely suitable. He scribbled the wound, leaned against the bed and looked at it. The dark night outside was heavy, the people could not breathe, and the street light on the side of the road seemed to be broken. Intermittently connected to the faint light.

A black shadow flashed past the corner and disappeared quickly, leaving only the blood stains on the ground.

Ling Huan's pupils shrank.

He knocked on the door and opened his eyes to the man standing at the door and said nonsense.

"The signal is really bad. Your room seems to be a bit shielded. I'll call my mother, go out, and be back in about 20 minutes."

…

With a good sense of direction, he found the spot where he saw the cat just now, stood under the street lamp, and walked to the edge of a dark alley along the blood stains that had become so shallow that they were almost invisible.

Ling Huan took a deep breath, pressed his inexplicable heart palpitations, and walked inward.

Sewage flows across the alley, garbage and all kinds of empty cardboard boxes are piled up everywhere, the highest pile in the corner.

Ling Huan raised his head and suddenly faced a pair of golden eyes that seemed to be burning, bright and hot.

It was the cat that escaped from his arms before.

He was resting on the tall cardboard box, his slender tail raised an arc, and it was swaying every once in a while.

"Come down."

Ling Huan raised his head and beckoned at it, "That's too dangerous. These things will fall down if you can't hold them down. It's dirty here, and it's not good for your wounds."

The slightly swaying tail paused when it heard the sound. It slowly stood up, looked back, looking for a new foothold, and left here.

Ling Huan thought it wanted to come down, but he didn't dare to move because he was too scared. He quickly walked forward two steps, reached out his hand to catch it, accidentally bumped into an iron bucket, and the iron bucket moved slightly to top it. The stacked cardboard boxes suddenly fell down like a flood.

Lu Jinbei finally found a secluded place, which was very close to the temporarily stable place of the military department, but it was a blind spot for inspections.

There was constant irritating voices in his ears, his vision was clear and fuzzy, and his body was filled with bursts of piercing coldness from the mouth of his heart, wrapped in the cold and humid breath of the narrow alley, which made him unable to think about it. The negative emotions released so strong that they were suffocating reached their climax.

He has to go quickly.

The soles of his feet were suddenly empty, his reaction was extremely slow due to his emotions, a brief moment of weightlessness struck, unexpected pain, and he was gently held by both hands.

The field of vision was pitch black, and there was rotten damp everywhere, but the tip of the nose was suddenly filled with the scent of warm citrus, the more and more dense smell seemed to touch him, and even pervasively pressed his restless and uncontrollable spirit force,

Warm fingertips gently touched the top of his head from the back of his head.

"Hey, I caught you."

Don't think about running this time.

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