This is a bald strong man with a height of more than two meters and muscles as twig as rocks. He is wearing a black vest and camouflage pants, a cowhide belt with a palm-wide slap around his waist, his exposed arms are as thick as poplar trunks, and his two big hands are like palm-leaf fans. Compared with Fisher, Lorraine is already tall among ordinary people, and her physique is like a child.

"Hello, I'm Lorraine Diesel, we will be roommates in the next two months."

"You are so strong, you can go and play MMA."

Lorraine also reached out her hand and shook Fisher friendly, and praised Fisher by the way. Unexpectedly, Fisher patted Lorraine's shoulder hard and laughed.

"Hahaha, man, you really know me."

"I just retired from UFC!"

UFC is the Ultimate Fighting Championship, the Chinese name Ultimate Fighting Championship, is the world's top and largest professional MMA event. It holds more than 20 competitions every year, all of which are broadcast on paid-per-view live radio stations. Its signature is an octagonal cage-shaped competition arena. All UFC professional fighters have undergone systematic and scientific fighting training and have the ability to comprehensively use various fighting techniques.

Originally, they were just praising, but unexpectedly, they hit the nail on the head - a sentence brought Lorraine and Fisher closer. Before they could pack their luggage, they had become friends.

Like some university dormitories, the dormitories of the Orange County Police General Bureau are also iron-framed beds that can make full use of the space. The upper floor sleeps, and the lower floor are desks and bookshelfs. The dormitories have been cleaned before, but now they only need to be wiped simply.

Cleaning the bed and desk bookshelf with a damp cloth, Lorraine opened the suitcase and took out Ron's special dining tray, and then placed the pet backpack on the desk - the pet backpack was breathable, but the small space made Ron feel a little uncomfortable. Seeing Lorraine pull the zipper completely, he jumped out immediately.

"Hey, Lorraine!"

"You actually brought a pet!"

Fisher arrived a little earlier than Lorraine, and had already packed his luggage. He climbed onto the bed and was about to lie down. When he lowered his head, he happened to see Ron jump out of his pet backpack and he couldn't help but make a sound in surprise.

"What, can't you bring pets in training?"

"I asked the police officer specifically, and he said it's OK!"

Turning his head and looking at Fisher, Lorraine stuffed her pet backpack into the closet, and put half of the sausage in Ron's plate, and the other half went into Lorraine's mouth.

It's not time for dinner yet, and Lorraine, who had not had breakfast, was already hungry and was so fond of herself. Lorraine thought Ron was too hungry.

"…"

Thanks, Lorraine!

Ron was indeed a little hungry, and he ate the sausages on the plate. Given that outsiders were present, Ron did not pick up the sausages with his claws like at home, but ate them like an ordinary cat.

"Ah! I would have asked if I had known this, for this job, I gave my little Teddy away!"

Hearing Lorraine's answer, he pounded the bed in annoyance. Fisher climbed down from the bed and walked to Lorraine's desk, stretching out his palm the size of a palm fan to touch Ron's head.

“…”

Meow! Apart from the Diesel family, this Meow has never been touched by anyone!

Looking at the big black hand that was covering the sky, Ron's eyes narrowed slightly, his ears pressed into an airplane shape, and his sharp claws were quietly exposed from his fingers. As long as Fisher's palm fell, Ron's claws would never show mercy.

As for how powerful it is, the community street tree in front of Diesel's house is evidence--the six deep scratches were engraved on the tree the size of a sea bowl, which had not healed for several months. The cats from other families are still carefully walking around the tree by now.

"Be careful, Fisher!"

"Orange doesn't like strangers to touch...it..."

“Meow~”

Hearing the cat's moan, Lorraine's heart skipped a beat. He was not afraid of Ron being injured. After all, Fisher touched with a feeling of like, so it was impossible to take a heavy hand; what he was afraid of was that Ron was scratching too hard, which made Fisher unable to stand up to his face.

He quickly stood up, but saw Ron friendly with Fisher's hands on his chest, without any intention of resisting.

"Strange, is it that orange changed?"

"But what happened to the cat's meow just now?"

Confusing the peace of his cat, Lorraine continued to pack her luggage, but did not see Ron's eyes.

…………

MMP! Use MMA fighting skills to deal with a cat, you are the first one!

Ron, who seemed to be obediently held in front of Fisher's chest, was filled with humiliation in his eyes - he swung his claws the moment Fisher reached out, trying to leave a blood mark on the back of Fisher's hand.

But Fisher was faster than Ron. The moment Ron popped out his claws, his palm immediately responded. His left thumb and index finger locked Ron's right palm with the popped out of his claws, while the ring finger and middle finger controlled Ron's head. His other palm followed, controlled Ron's other front paw, and pressed Ron's abdomen with the back of his hand to prevent the rake from hind legs from scratching.

The cross on the palm is solid + the cassock is solid!

Without any resistance, Ron was held in front of his chest by a black bald man, and looked at it carefully, without even letting go of a pair of big balls.

"Hey, Lorraine, your cat is fierce enough!"

"I know a pet hospital, which is not expensive and has top-notch technology!"

"Do you want it..."

Carefully put Ron down, Fisher pulled out and flashed out of Ron's attack range - for this fat orange cat, Fisher was still quite surprised in his heart, and just grabbed it with one hand, the force from the tiny cat's claws was quite strong, almost the same as an adult.

If Fisher hadn't just retired from the NFC and had not yet regressed, he would have been as strong as a back of his hand.

So, he stood beside his bed and looked at Ron on Lorraine's desk and thought for a while, then walked to Lorraine, and chopped the palm of his left hand a few times.

“…………”

MMP!

I won’t let you touch it! As for making me become a eunuch?

Lorraine was speechless when she saw Fisher's movements. Ron, who also saw Fisher's movements, widened his eyes even more angrily. If he hadn't known Fisher's power in the contest just now, Ron would have pounced on him and grabbed him wildly. However, in Ron's heart, after seeing Fisher for a while, he had greeted Fisher's family several times.

"No need, Oranges don't have bad habits in their daily lives. It's a good thing to avoid being close to strangers if they are more aggressive."

Of course, Lorraine knew what Fisher's actions meant. He rejected Fisher's suggestion, which made Ron breathe a sigh of relief. If Lorraine really agreed to Fisher's suggestion, even if she showed a hint of consideration, Ron would run away from home immediately so that he would not attack the lifeblood.

"OK, I didn't say anything."
Chapter completed!