Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Just follow them and work together!"

The moment the black-armored elite stepped into the inn, the heavy footsteps made the roof tiles rustle, and the dust that had accumulated on the wooden beams for many years fell like fine snow.

"What on earth are they fighting for? Why are they fighting each other?"

"Exactly. If you have this much time, why not go out and fight An instead of fighting among yourselves here?"

"Stop talking, you two! Stop talking! If they hear you, you'll die!"

On both sides of the street, cat people stood trembling against the wall, their cloudy eyes filled with fear and anxiety.

"But you see, those kittens' skills are really impressive!"

They were already accustomed to the evil deeds of the Black Claw Gang at the West City Pier, but the powerful fighting power unleashed by the Xingluo Squad and the One-eyed Boss Lady shocked them.

"Oh my god, how could it become like this..."

The lame old cat in the grocery store quietly lifted half of the door, staring at the golden light and icy mist swirling in the inn with cloudy eyes. His Adam's apple kept rolling up and down as he muttered to himself:

"This isn't a fight, it's clearly a battle of gods..."

And on the top floor of the teahouse with carved beams and painted buildings three streets away, several figures appeared faintly behind the carved windows.

"Bang bang bang..."

The purple-robed cat in the lead held a bone fan and tapped the table lightly, its eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

When he saw the black flares rising in the sky, a cold smile appeared on his lips:

"The Black Claw Gang must have hit a wall this time. That old woman with one eye is actually hiding the Eighteen Cloud Tiger Styles..."

The gray-clothed man beside him had spider silk wrapped around his fingertips, a sinister light flashing in his eyes, and spoke softly:

"That Xingluoban group has an interesting rhythmic power, especially the female cat who uses the ice fan..."

"Humph……"

Before he could finish his words, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was suddenly heard outside the window. Three arrows engraved with snake patterns came rushing in like poisonous snakes, brushing against the window frames and fiercely nailing into the pillars. The three bloody words "Red Snake Hall" on the cloth strips at the tails of the arrows were still oozing with strange black and purple venom.

The atmosphere in the teahouse suddenly became tense, and the undercurrents of various forces were already surging in the dark.

"Hahaha……"

Inside the inn, Scarface Cat stepped on the scattered wood chips on the ground, looked at the black-armored elite reinforcements, and laughed wildly:

"Did you see that? These are the hall master's personal guards! None of you will leave alive today..."

However, before he could finish his words, a golden figure flashed by like lightning.

"What are you talking about? Keep fighting!"

Bai Tang performed the exquisite Cloud Body Step, and the Justice Bell turned into a stream of light, wrapped around his wrist, and pulled it hard.

"Damn guy..."

Scarface Cat staggered suddenly, and looked up in panic, only to see the proprietress's whistle stick wrapped with the shadow of a cloud tiger coming towards him with the force of thunder.

His face suddenly changed and he quickly raised his scimitar to block.

"Dang!" With a violent collision, sparks flew everywhere, and the scimitar in his hand was split into two halves.

The hot blade flew past his neck, leaving a charred mark on the wall, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of burning metal.

"Hurry up and get to me!"

"Formation!"

The black-armored leader's roar was like thunder.

Fifty elite black-armored warriors moved quickly, holding spears like a forest, and instantly formed an indestructible steel hedgehog formation.

"Everything becomes one?"

Seeing this, Mo Zi's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he swung the ice fan with force.

"Spread the ice rain!"

Accompanied by a biting chill, the entire wall collapsed and turned into a rainstorm of countless ice spikes, sweeping towards the black armor formation.

"Let's share the burden and hold on this time!"

However, the black-armored soldiers were well-trained, and the sound of shields clashing in unison rang out, sparks flying everywhere, and they actually blocked all the ice spikes.

Da Fei wiped the blood off his face, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"Watch out in front of you!"

He suddenly threw the broken table leg in his hand hard, and with a "bang", it knocked over three spearmen like a cannonball.

"Wa ...

Taking advantage of the flaws in the enemy's formation, he rushed into the formation with a roar. Every swing of his fist as big as a casserole carried a tremendous force, causing the shield to dent and deform.

"What's the use of just using your fists?"

But the black-armored soldier's spear was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, leaving several hideous wounds on his body.

"Sister, I'm here to help you!"

Seeing this, Xiaoqing danced the water silk rapidly in the air, and instantly turned into drizzle all over the sky.

When the drizzle met the cold air emitted by Mo Zi, it immediately condensed into sharp ice cones and shot towards the black-armored soldiers.

A thick crust of ice quickly formed on the shields of the black-armored soldiers, and their movements became increasingly slow.

"The wind and moon are boundless!"

Mingyue seized this rare opportunity, and the moon blade transformed into a huge full-moon wheel, spinning close to the ground and slashing towards the enemy's ankle.

"what--"

Amid screams, seven or eight black-armored soldiers fell to the ground.

But the leader in black armor reacted very quickly. He took off the copper bell from his waist and shook it hard.

"!"

Suddenly, twenty cats carrying poisonous smoke crossbows rushed out from behind. They had cold eyes and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"not good!"

The proprietress's face changed drastically, and the whistle in her hand suddenly flew out.

The shadow of the cloud tiger wrapped around the stick turned into a solid entity, roared and rushed forward, breaking up the first wave of poisonous smoke.

She used the force to leap high into the air, a faint light flashed in her broken eye, and her copper bell fake eye actually shot out two purple rays, which shattered half of the poisonous smoke crossbows with incredible precision.

"Flame Tiger!"

Wu Song also took the opportunity to swing his whistle stick, forming a double attack with the proprietress's weapon. The powerful rhythmic force forced the black-armored leader back three steps.

At this moment, the sound of clear and rhythmic drum beats suddenly rang out outside the inn.

The cat lovers who were watching were terrified and fled in all directions.

"Ha ha……"

Sixteen warriors wearing white tiger masks slowly approached with strange steps. The white-faced cat in the lead waved a folding fan, a meaningful smile on his face.

"The Black Claw Gang's greed is too ugly. This inn... belongs to the White Tiger Hall."

"That's not your turn to say!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of chains rattling came from the other side of the inn.

A poisonous mist with a pungent fishy smell spread from the corner of the wall. It was the people from the Red Snake Hall who had arrived.

The three forces surrounded the inn tightly, and the smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger and stronger.

"It's bad that they tricked me!"

Scarface Cat looked at the three forces that suddenly appeared, the blood color on his face instantly faded, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

The proprietress calmly picked up the whistle stick, and her fake copper eyes flashed with a strange light as she glanced at the people in the Xingluo class:

"Hey little bastards, do you dare to play another round? If you win this time... I will take you to see the real Da Zong master."

"..."

Bai Tang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were firm, and the bell of justice rang out a clear sound;

Mo Zi gently turned the ice fan, and new ice patterns condensed on the fan surface, making the coldness even worse;

Da Fei clenched his fists, the wounds on his body were still bleeding, but it did not affect his fighting spirit at all;

Xiaoqing dances with the water silk with a light figure; Mingyue raises the moon blade with a cold flash; Wusong holds the whistle stick tightly, ready for battle.

In the inn where smoke and cold light intertwined, a melee involving forces from all sides and concerning the future structure of Da Zong has just begun its thrilling curtain.