Star Iron: Cat Renaissance Abundance

The three of them walked until 1 a.m. before arriving at Lingling's car parked on the side of the road. After putting all their things away, Kafka sat in the driver's seat. After setting the destination, Kafka started the car and drove the two of them to Lingling's home.

After releasing the Word Spirit, Silver Wolf asked, "Kafka, why are we going to her house? Shouldn't we find a safe place?"

"Silver Wolf, this is the company's territory, and any place here could be under surveillance. We have no choice but to stay at her house, which is relatively safe."

The most dangerous place is the safest place. Silver Wolf took one look at Lingling, who was still controlled by the Word Spirit, and became furious.

She found a water-based pen and drew a few turtles on Lingling's face.

Lingling thought to herself: Okay, Silver Wolf, it seems that you still don’t learn any lesson after deleting 76 of your game saves. Since you don’t take the initiative to choose to be decent, then I can only find a way to help you be decent.

Lingling suppressed her anger and continued to act, waiting for the right time to settle all the old and new scores together!

Silver Wolf suddenly felt a chill on her back, as if she was being stared at by some ancient evil creature. After shuddering, Silver Wolf gave up the idea of ​​continuing to paint.

Kafka saw Silver Wolf's unusual behavior in the rearview mirror and asked, "Baby, is it too cold?"

"No, I just felt like something disgusting was staring at me, and I couldn't help but shudder."

If Kafka hadn't known that the car was driving on a smooth asphalt road, she would have been confused by the scenery outside the car window and thought she was still in the woods.

"Okay, baby~ Just watch it as you see fit."

Kafka was driving intently. As the night deepened, Kafka sped up. Yinlang and Lingling, who were sitting in the car, leaned back in their seats because of the sudden acceleration.

By around three in the morning, Kafka had completely left the suburbs and arrived in the city.

The city was as bright as day under the lights, completely different from the scene in the suburbs before.

Kafka removed the spirit of words from Lingling and parked the car in an inconspicuous place.

"Baby~ Put on some makeup for a while. There are people checking cars up ahead. It will be troublesome if we are discovered." Kafka took out a complete set of disguise equipment from the trunk.

"Okay~ But Kafka, are you sure it will be okay if you unlock her spiritual words?" Silver Wolf was speechless when he saw Lingling cursing his ancestors right after unlocking her spiritual words.

People really laugh when they are speechless. One reason is that the laugh starts at zero frames, and the other is that the pre-swing is too long. Lingling at this time belongs to the former.

"Don't worry, baby. Just bear with it for a while. At least she didn't ask anyone to arrest us." Kafka's face had changed at this time, and it was completely different from before.

Kafka pulled Silver Wolf in front of her and helped her put on heavy makeup.

"Kafka, let me do it. I have to teach her a lesson." Lingling had already washed off the turtle that Silver Wolf had painted on her face. A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

But Lingling is not a gentleman. She takes revenge on the spot.

Kafka leaned slightly to the side, leaving a space for Lingling, but at the same time, her hands held Silver Wolf tightly, preventing him from escaping from the seat. Silver Wolf tried to struggle, but Kafka's strength was obviously stronger, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Baby~ Listen to her."

"Kafka, I hate you." Silver Wolf seemed to have accepted her fate. She no longer held any hope.

"That's right. If you cooperate with me sooner, I can get revenge sooner, and you won't have to worry about me coming back later."

Silver Wolf looked at Lingling in front of him. Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes revealed endless murderous intent and resentment, as if she was an evil ghost crawling out from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell.

"Hehehe, it's in my hands now, right? You're going to paint a turtle on my face, right? And my 22-pound fish."

Half an hour later, the young silver wolf successfully evolved into a magical old woman. Although Lingling didn't know where Kafka had taken out the purple magical girl costume, it was surprisingly suitable for the silver wolf.

Silver Wolf had lost all her strength and means at this time. For the first time, she felt that life was so dark.

Falling at the hands of my own rival would be fine, but why did you immediately backstab me, Kafka? You two are picking on Silver Wolf alone, aren't you?

"Baby~ Don't be sad, you've lost all your color. If you don't feel comfortable with this old woman's face, I can ask for a favor and draw you a different one."

Silver Wolf was inexplicably holding a sparkling purple love wand in her hand. She really wanted Kafka to see that it was time for physical attacks.

But when she saw Lingling taking photos crazily nearby, she gave up.

Compared to Kafka, you're even more despicable. You were sent by Aha specifically to oppose me, Silver Wolf! I, Silver Wolf, swear to kill you and fight you to the death!

Blade: I’m familiar with this.

"Silver Wolf, you don't want your current appearance to be on the headlines of the entire galaxy tomorrow, do you?!"

Lingling's smile at this moment was like an angel descending from heaven, giving people a gentle and loving feeling. But in Silver Wolf's eyes, this smile was extremely hypocritical! It was even more despairing than the crazy smile of the Extinction Lord before he destroyed everything.

Kafka: A smile doesn't disappear, it just moves.

Silver Wolf: Guess why I’m not laughing.

"Please, no."

Lingling still had that angelic smile, but her words were like the devil: "Silver Wolf, what were you saying just now? Your voice was too soft, I couldn't hear you."

Silver Wolf gave Kafka a look, signaling her to help him. Kafka saw this and picked up the cosmetics beside her to touch up her face.

Silver Wolf: 6

"Please, don't send it."

"Oh! It's going to be on tomorrow's headlines, and I want a separate page. Okay, Silver Wolf, don't worry, I'll definitely make sure you're satisfied tomorrow."

Silver Wolf was heartbroken. You really are here to disgust me, right? I'd rather have the Black Tower standing before me!

"Silver Wolf, if you don't want to be on the headlines, just do what I say. Don't worry, hehe, I won't make things difficult for you, little Silver Wolf~~~~~~"

Lingling leaned forward, almost touching Silver Wolf's face. Holding the camera in her hand, she pointed the lens at Silver Wolf's nose and gently touched it several times. Each touch was filled with obvious mockery and provocation. This contemptuous gesture made Silver Wolf feel an indescribable humiliation. Her breathing became rapid, almost breathless.

"I, Silver Wolf, swear to kill you!"

"Hey~ Silver Wolf, why are you swearing a poisonous oath~ Look, I'm just a simple and kind little cat, what bad intentions could I have. You even swore to kill me. Tsk tsk tsk~ Should I understand that Silver Wolf is going to surrender to me~ Hehehe~~~"