“Meow?”

The little orange cat stared at her cute big eyes and was a little confused.

He is fighting bravely with the big tail monster, why is it delivered to the final boss all at once?

“…”

Trying to open his eyes wide and look at the little orange cat's emerald green eyes, Ron slowly lowered his head, and tightened the distance between himself and the little orange cat until the distance between him and the little orange cat was only half a finger. At the same time, Ron's body exuded an aura like a beast, surrounding the little orange cat.

The only downside is that compared to Ron's round figure, the small orange cat's size made Ron's eyes involuntarily move closer to the middle, destroying a trace of majestic spirit.

"Aowu~"

Boy, you're scared~

The roar that was pressing down rolled out of Ron's throat, blowing down the little orange cat's originally erect ears and fluff on its head, and Nina, who was also squatting beside her, became worried.

She now regrets putting the little orange cat next to Ron, for fear that Ron will slap him in the face if he is unhappy.

The unilateral ravage a month ago allowed Nina to fully understand the power of Ron's slap. At this moment, the little orange cat who looked at Ron was even smaller than the largest mouse that was killed by Ron that day.

But being small does not mean being weak.

“Meow~”

It seemed that Ron's attitude was very unhappy. The little orange cat was not suppressed by the breath of a beast at all. He let out a tender roar, then he blew his bow left and right, slapped Ron's face twice.

Ron: "…"

It's so slap in the face~

OK, I'll accept you~

Although he is skilled, the little orange cat is still young after all and has no strength at all. In addition, Ron has been practicing burrowing stakes continuously, and his fur has been extremely tough. Even adult cats cannot cause harm to Ron's skin, let alone the little orange cat in front of him.

But in Nina's eyes, Ron seemed to be angry with the little orange cat's slap. He stretched out his slap and slapped the little orange cat's head.

"Papaya, don't..."

Halfway through Nina's exclamation, Ron's slap fell on the little orange cat's forehead - different from what Nina thought. Ron's slap without any strength was simply slapping, just like his father slapping his naughty child.

"Papaya, are you agreeing?"

After a second thought, a smile appeared on Nina's face.

Ron did not answer her, but turned around and lay obliquely on the ground, his long tail swayed, and then hooked the little orange cat.

It was also the child's character. Ron's tail swayed twice, and the little orange cat's dissatisfaction just now disappeared, and he immediately became excited to fight against the big monster with his tail.

From the next day, the little orange cat with the same name as Ron now became Ron's little tail.

As long as Ron finished his breakfast given by Nina in the morning and started strolling on Freedom Island, the little orange cat would follow Ron closely behind Ron's butt, even his pace was simulated by Ron.

But as soon as Ron lay down, the little orange cat would start to rage within ten meters of Ron's body.

Although there are many tourists on Freedom Island, many birds have become accustomed to the existence of humans and will not hide from tourists at all. And sometimes tourists will give them food so that they do not have to work hard to find food.

Moreover, some tourists will also bring their own pets, such as various cats and dogs - they are all objects of harassment by little orange cats.

…………

“Ha~”

He grew up and hit Hache, Ron lay obliquely under the flagpole in the flagpole square, basking in the sun comfortably.

After more than a month of persistence, Ron has become an indispensable part of FlagPole Square.

Some people even listed the FlagPole Square, which was occupied by Ron, as one of the three major scenery that had to be photographed in Liberty Island - these four scenery are the Statue of Liberty, the Manhattan Vista, and the fat orange cat sleeping soundly under the flagpole.

In recent days, tourists who came to Flagpole Square to take pictures of orange cats have made new surprises.

This fat orange cat does not seem to be a bachelor, but a father - a little orange cat about three months old, jumping around and teasing various animals.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A conventional call came from a tourist's mouth. He sprinkled small square rusks, and then a seagull fell from the sky. Ouo shouted, happily picking up the rusks, and tilting them into his stomach with his neck.

The little orange cat also imitated the seagull to hold a piece of rusk bread. After chewing it a few times, it threw it away in disgust. The rusk bread was obviously not in line with its appetite.

However, the little guy's big green eyes turned and stared at the seagull again - it quietly lay down and began to approach little by little, and suddenly pounced on it when it was close enough.

"Ou! Ou!"

The seagull, who was attracted by the little guy, was happily eating bread cubes, but the little orange cat that suddenly slammed on it frightened it and immediately flapped its wings.

The seagull is about the same size as an ordinary duck, and the body of the little orange cat is about the same as a big mouse. As the seagull flapped its wings violently, it actually flew up with the little orange cat!

“Meow~~~~~”

A small cat moan came from the top of his head. The tourists looked up and looked at the sound and immediately saw the little orange cat hanging on the seagull's neck. The seagull had never encountered such a situation, and had never carried such a large weight. It had just flew to the top of people's heads, but was only two or three meters high.

Although it was only two or three days, the cute appearance of the little orange cat has been viewed by the browsing records of tourists who intend to visit the Statue of Liberty on Liberty.

Tourists who found that the kitten was taken to the sky by seagulls shouted loudly, wanting to let the seagull land - but unfortunately, such shouting made the seagull want to leave Liberty Island even more.

It flew out of the air with its wings and flew towards the outside of Freedom Island. At the same time, the little orange cat's cry kept falling from the air, grabbing the hearts of the tourists present.

Freedom Island is very small, and there is an endless sea outside. If the kitten falls into the sea, the survivor may be basically zero. This imagination makes the hearts of tourists who like Little Orange Cats feel tight, and a little girl can't help but lie in her mother's arms and cry.

"Aowu~"

At this moment, a swaying low growl sounded, and an orange figure ran through most of the flagpole square like the wind, pedaled hard on the ground, and then flew high.

"Ba—!"

“Eur ~,Eur ~”

With a clean and neat slap, the seagull fled in panic, and the tourists who saw the scene in the air couldn't help but open their mouths - a round orange cat was spinning dexterously in the air, holding the back of the little orange cat's neck, and then spinning and falling down.

The tourists' eyes naturally fell down - their sights fell on the shore of Liberty Island, and the turbulent and endless blue sea outside.

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