Lord, please don't touch my tail!

The red light suddenly turned on, blocking a dark and shiny car on the road.

The owner in the car frowned slightly, feeling unhappy because of the long stay.

"Why don't you leave?" Cheng Jingzhi raised his hand and looked at the time, 5 minutes had passed since he called Cheng Wen just now.

The driver explained: "There seems to be an accident on the other side, and there is a traffic jam."

Cheng Jingzhi raised his eyes and looked at the noisy opposite side through the car window.

The unexpected situation plunged the street into chaos, a long queue of vehicles picked up, and impatient shouting and honking echoed among the crowd.

Looking at it from his angle, he could only see a black figure standing in front of the car door, talking to the car at this moment.

Probably because the communication was not smooth, the black figure suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the person out of the car with a rude gesture.

It looks like it will be another boring violence.

Cheng Jingzhi said to the driver, "Change the road."

"Okay." The driver turned his head and started the vehicle.

At this moment, the black figure has completely dragged the person out of the car.

Cheng Jingzhi was about to look back, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of the figure struggling in his hands out of the corner of his eye, his expression paused.

"Wait." Cheng Jingzhi said in time.

That figure was very familiar, but he was not sure. Cheng Jingzhi was not sure of his guess until he saw Cheng Wen coming down from the other side.

It really was Lu Ting.

Cheng Jingzhi's complexion was heavy, and he got out of the car resolutely after putting on a mask and hat.

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Here.

"Are you crazy?!" Cheng Wen grabbed Mo Muyao's wrist forcefully, and said angrily, "Who allowed him to be moved?"

Mo Muyao stared at Cheng Wen with those dangerous pupils, and said coldly, "You just touched him, do you like him?"

"Don't forget who you are, you are not qualified to ask me about my affairs, get out!" Cheng Wen was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged.

Mo Muyao didn't move like a mountain, he stretched out his hand and pushed Lu Ting out.

Lu Ting took a few steps back and almost lost his footing.

He was terrified by this strange man named Mo Muyao, and after the restraint on his arm disappeared, he instinctively moved away from this source of danger.

"Wow, is it an orc? Or two."

"It seems to be fighting for favor."

"God, look at his ears and tail, it's so strange..."

Whispers came from all directions, and many people around were looking at him like they were looking at a monster.

Scrutiny, ridicule, teasing, the noisy voice was infinitely amplified, like a cone of hammers, knocking his ears into confusion, making him breathless.There was a stabbing pain in his chest, he was like a fish with its gills blocked, it became extremely difficult to breathe, and every gasp would only make his body hurt.

So painful.

Lu Ting backed away step by step with trembling hands.

Finally, when everyone didn't expect it, he turned around suddenly and ran forward quickly.

He is going home.

He's going back to find his master.

Cheng Wen called his name from behind, but Lu Ting couldn't hear him anymore.

There is one thought in his mind now, that is to find Cheng Jingzhi.

I don't know if this idea is too strong, he seems to have hallucinations, he actually saw the master in front of him, looking at him across the street.

"Lu Ting!"

The master is calling him, but why is his face so angry and anxious?

Is he too slow?

Lu Ting subconsciously quickened his pace.

"careful!"

Di-

The sharp horn sound covered Cheng Jingzhi's shout, Lu Ting slowed down and turned his head, time seemed to be paused, and the huge red front of the car printed in his dilated pupils was close at hand...

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