The cannonballs of rats almost swamped me, but it wasn't too bad.
As long as I clench my teeth, those huge rats can't do anything to me.
And I can take the opportunity to resist, and I can protect myself for the time being.
Ji Canghai followed suit and got up from the ground, the kitchen knife in his hand whirring in the wind.
Seeing us regaining some advantage, what I didn't expect was that these mice actually formed a neat formation!
The half-inch-long rat cub lay on top of the big rat. The big rat bowed its body and turned itself into a launcher.
The rat cub, which had no hair on it, was like a well-aimed cannonball, inserted directly into my nose.
A slippery feeling immediately occupied my nasal cavity. I pulled hard, but I didn't want to pull out the rat cub's lower body.
The upper body is left in my nose!
I doubled over and almost vomited.
Although these are just ordinary mice, under the command of the old lady, their combat effectiveness is obviously much higher.
The old lady's gloomy laughter sounded again: "You should have thought of this outcome from the time you smashed my house."
"This is what you said, and I will return it to you today."
She stepped on the mice and walked towards me step by step. The mice that had no time to dodge creaked under her feet.
"Puff puff……"
The noises continued one after another, the mouse's belly bulged, and something like intestines spurted out from the vagina.
At this time, she was in front of me.
"I give you two a choice, which is my utmost kindness."
Those narrow eyes kept moving around the two of us: "I'll let you two draw lots. Whoever survives should go back and report the news."
Ji Canghai's eyes widened: "Do you mean what you say?"
"Of course, I wouldn't lie to bugs like you."
Ah!
The world has really changed. First, Taoist priests were bullied by ghosts, and then they were called bed bugs by rats.
"Okay, no need to draw lots then."
Ji Canghai changed from lying down to sitting up: "If I die, you let him go."
I pulled him hard and said, "Damn it! You have to live!"
"You have to live?" What I said was met with endless ridicule from the old lady: "Fengda, don't flash your tongue."
"Ouch!"
At this time, a familiar and long-lost cat meow sounded above my head.
I looked up and saw that it was the golden cat!
The golden-haired cat stood proudly on the eaves, purring lowly.
Although this little guy is still majestic, the hair on his body has lost its luster and there is no clean spot on his body.
I don’t know where it has gone these days.
I quickly stood up and waved: "I know you understand! Leave quickly and don't come down!"
If it were just a simple group of rats, I wouldn't be worried at all, but now I'm facing an earthly immortal with Taoism in his body.
Although it is not a mortal thing, its power is still very different.
"Ouch!"
The golden cat's voice became louder. I thought it was some kind of response, but I didn't expect it to be a signal.
Countless cats flew in from all directions, and their vigorous shadows were like shooting stars in the night sky, falling accurately on the yard one by one.
A meteor shower made of cats continued to fall, and the whole process lasted for at least ten minutes.
The number of cats has reached an incalculable level. The group of rats that were purring just now are now completely covered by the group of cats.
I stared at the sky blankly, never expecting to see such a spectacular sight.
For a time, there was a lot of fighting in the yard.
Cats and mice are natural enemies, and they are even more jealous in such a large-scale group fight.
There are different breeds of cats, and the one with the strongest fighting ability is the yellow tabby cat. The moment its paws pressed down on the mouse, the mouse's head was already in its mouth.
With one bite and a tug, the mouse was completely cooled.
It makes me smile bitterly. Yes, there are also some pet cats in the cat group.
Other cats rely on their agility to keep charging through the rats.
Only those chubby Garfield cats, with their own body weight, forced the mouse to death.
At this moment, the golden cat who had been standing on the beam finally moved.
I saw a yellow shadow passing over my head, and I grabbed the old lady.
The golden cat's fighting style is the same as before. As soon as he succeeds, he runs away immediately, then looks for it and continues to attack.
Within a few rounds, the old lady's face was covered with potato shreds.
And she didn't dare to use any magic, she could only use the purest physical combat.
But the golden cat didn't seem to be planning to let her go. It jumped up on the spot and dug its paw into the old lady's eye socket.
