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Chapter 8 Old Black

"Squeak!"

It's over!

Although he felt the force of the fish tail in his mouth, Lao Hei let go of his front teeth.

But it's too late.

In the air, the black bean, who was younger than Ron, was filled with despair.

Ron has only been in this area for half a month, and Lao He has lived here for more than a year.

There are predators in this area of ​​water, and it knows.

Even Lao Hei had seen the entire hunting process with his own eyes - half a year ago, his senior, a big gray mouse, was thrown into the water, dragged his tail and pulled it into the bottom of the water, and never floated up again.

But when the wonderful smell penetrated into his nose, Lao Hei's mind blurred.

It seems that dying is not a big deal to eat this taste.

In a daze, it just came up.

Then, he was in the air and woke up.

"Squeak!"

When you swim back later, be sure to put your tail away!

Just as thoughts flashed through his mind, Lao Hei fell into the cold water.

Although it is already midsummer, most of the water is in the underground parking lot, and the underground dark lake cannot shine on the sun. The water temperature will not change much in winter.

"Gudong~"

His whole body was smashed into the water. Lao Hei's eyes, which had not had time to close, immediately saw a mouth wider than his head under the clear water, and his four beards were swaying with the water, as if they were laughing.

The next second, Lao Hei's body surfaced, and it immediately turned its head and quickly moved its limbs.

However, Lao Hei is faster and catfish is faster.

Before he swam ten centimeters, a powerful force came from Lao Hei's tail that he wanted to put away.

Lao Hei, who had just raised a glimmer of hope, was once again shrouded in despair.

He gave up his struggle and waited quietly, waiting for the same fate as Senior Gray Rat to come to his head.

Then, a whistle sounded.

"Snatch!"

…………

Watching Lao Hei take off, watching Lao Hei fall into the water, and watching Lao Hei give up resistance.

Ron, who was holding a toothpick crossbow, was observing.

He is becoming more and more satisfied with Lao Hei now.

The rich changes in facial expressions indicate that Lao Hei's intelligence level is much higher than that of ordinary mice, and may even surpass pets such as cats and dogs.

At that time, once the skill of [Recruiting the Same Clan] is released, Ron may be able to have a subordinate who can quickly understand his requirements.

However, before that, Ron first rescued it from the catfish's mouth where he was fishing for a mouse.

squeak.

Wait a little longer.

The effective range of the toothpick crossbow, Ron has confirmed it in hundreds of practices, and has good lethality within one meter.

But underwater is a field that Ron has not yet dabbled in.

As a fluid, water and gas are two completely different concepts.

The resistance of water is much greater than that of air.

The bullets fired by a pistol can travel around a hundred meters in the air and have sufficient lethality.

But just a thirty-cm wall of water is enough to infinitely weaken the lethality of the bullet.

So, Ron had to wait.

Waiting for Lao Hei to swim close enough, and the moment when the catfish's head was closest to the water.

As long as these two conditions are not met, Ron will not shoot crossbow arrows, and even if he watches Lao Hei being dragged into the water by a catfish, Ron will not take risks.

There is only one life, Ron needs to protect it.

Fortunately, Lao Hei is very lucky.

The place where he fell into the water was only about one meter away from the shore of the Yellow-Black Isolation Block. After some struggle, he successfully advanced to about 80 centimeters from the shore.

At the same time, in order to successfully drag Lao Hei into the bottom of the water, the catfish following Lao Hei also cooperated very well.

It swam up from the bottom of the water, opened its mouth wide, shook its tentacles, and bit Lao Hei's tail in one bite.

Then, there is nothing.

"Snatch!"

With a light sound of the crossbow string, the seven-centimeter-long embroidery needle shot hard from the catfish's left eye, and the needle tip leaked out from the back of the neck.

The embroidery needle that is a millimeter thick completely destroyed the catfish's brain. Ron's city is now Dinghai City, a water town near the sea. From childhood to adulthood, Ron has eaten many freshwater fish, seawater fish, catfish and other brain structures. Ron can think of it if he closes his eyes.

After just a little struggle, the catfish slowly sank.

Losing nerve control muscles, the catfish's mouth slowly loosened. Ron looked at Lao Hei, who was confused, and even forgot to move his limbs.

squeak!

Swim up!

Do you want to wait for another catfish?

The underground dark lake is very large, and Ron doesn't know whether there are bigger catfish inside, nor does he want to know.

However, it is still OK to remind Lao Hei.

"Squeak!"

Hearing Ron's cry, Lao Hei finally regained consciousness. His body was full of vitality again, his limbs were twitching rapidly, and rushed to the water shore in a few seconds.

As some novels wrote, he paused and expressed his gratitude to his fellow tribes who saved him. He didn't even pause for a moment. Lao Hei jumped into the grass like a flying man and ran away.

squeak.

It's really rude.

Originally, he wanted to wait for Lao Hei to come over, so Ron slapped the [Summoning the Clan] on its forehead.

But Ron seemed to overestimate Lao Hei's intelligence.

In other words, Lao Hei's intelligence has not yet reached Ron's expectation.

squeak.

It's not bad.

It's okay to chase it along with the taste.

Putting away the toothpick crossbow, Ron looked at the lake water - the water was very clear, Ron could clearly see a fat catfish lying quietly on the slope at the entrance of the underground parking lot, and an embroidery needle emitting sunlight was inserted on his head.

Turning his head and looking at Lao Hei's running figure, Ron shook his nose and was about to catch up.

Just as Ron started to act, somehow, a sense of danger surged up, and Ron turned his head and looked at the lake again.

The catfish that was still there just now disappeared.

…………

squeak.

There is no need to get close to here in the future.

In his heart, Ron set up the dark lake that was turned into a forbidden area, and followed the smell of Lao Hei and the smell of catfish.

For mice, this taste is so attractive.

Along the way, Ron even saw several mice gathering in the direction of Lao Hei running, and started fighting for whom the number one tracker was ranked first.

Ignoring these brain-cuckling mice, Ron followed the smell across the grassland, turned left and right along the smell, and finally found Lao Hei's nest.

A recycling bin for old clothes located on the roadside.

squeak.

Good place to choose.

Ron didn't know what it had become in the recycling bin after thirty years, but at least thirty years ago, the recycling bin of old clothes was warm and safe, and it was an ideal nest.

"Dongdongdongdongdong~"

He knocked many old iron sheets in the recycling box with the tail of the stainless steel acne needle. Ron saw a black head poking out from the broken hole on the side of the clothing recycling box.
Chapter completed!
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