As night fell, Aunt Susan made another big meal. This time, Ron's plate not only had chicken breasts, but also beef, carrots, mashed potatoes, small cakes, and small tomatoes. Ron was so round that he even felt satisfied in his breath.

It's been a long time since I've been taking a walk and driving. After drinking and eating, Ron barely walked through the cat's door and walked to the next door.

The lawn of the old black man Sean Connor's house had been built and could no longer cover Ron's body. As soon as he emerged from the gap in the bushes, the old black man found Ron's traces.

Seeing Ron walking towards Renn's kennel, Sean Conner walked out of the living room and blocked Ron's presence.

"Hey, Orange, it's better not to go out lately."

"I don't know when there were more wild cats in the community. They were fierce and big. They were fighting and shouting every night, and even Rennes was scratched."

The old black man was instructed with admonition. Ron was stunned and walked a few more steps forward. Then Renn, a bully dog ​​who looked short and fierce, rushed out of the kennel and stood in front of Ron.

It was dark, but the orange street lights and the door lights of Sean Conner's house provided enough light - the bully dog ​​Rennes were full of deep claw marks, and the worst one was on his forehead, almost scratching his eyes.

“A lot of pet cats and pet dogs have been injured.”

"Now everyone put their pets in their homes at night."

The old black man Sean Connor said this, and he did the same in his hands. He untied the dog leash from the kennel, said goodbye to Ron, and then led Renn into the living room and closed the door.

Only Ron was left alone, a cat was blown by the cool autumn wind.

…………

Without investigation, there is no say. Ron followed the street lights at night and quietly walked under the street lights on Fox Hill Community Avenue, walking past one resident after another.

In the past, whether big or small, the pet dogs of Fox Hill were tied to the kennel on the outdoor lawn at night, and Ron would bark whenever he passed by.

But today, Ron walked along the way, silently and even the free-range cat did not see a single one. Only the autumn wind rolled down the leaves and rubbed rustling sounds on the community avenue.

“…”

So bold! He actually invaded my territory!

Although the scope of his territory has never been announced, during the period when he was adopted by the Diesel family, the entire Fox Hill naturally became Ron's territory, and all the cats and dogs on the territory were Ron's subjects.

Now that the territory is invaded and the subjects are hurt, they are in panic all day long. How can Ron not be angry?

You guys are seeking death!

The wide-open glasses narrowed dangerously, and their pointed claws popped out of the meat pad. Ron grabbed the trunk on the side. The wood chips flew across the wood, and four deep and long claw marks had already been from top to bottom, grabbing through the bark and staying deeply on the trunk.

Then Ron returned to Diesel's house as usual, got into his cat's nest, and began to close his eyes and rest.

The night slowly became deeper, and when a sarcastic cat howl came outside the house, Ron slowly opened his eyes from his fake sleep.

It's time!

Climbing out of the cat's nest quietly, Ron jumped onto the sofa with the light leaking from the glass window, and drilled out of the Diesel's house from the cat's door - and then Ron saw a different fox hill.

The Fox Hill Avenue, illuminated by the orange street lights, seemed to have become an open forest. Dozens of swift figures rushed around the avenue, slamming each other, and making sarcastic screams from time to time. In some dark corners, Ron could also see two pairs of glowing eyes overlapping one after another, moving back and forth in a regular manner.

“Meow~”

The roar that shocked the entire Fox Hill came out from the bottom of his throat, like a rolling thunder swept across the Fox Hill Community Avenue. Ron revealed the momentum of a strong man and slowly walked from the lawn of the Diesel family to the Fox Hill Community Avenue.

The penetrating voice with dissatisfaction and anger made the figures who were rushing and playing or enjoying life suddenly paused, and the glittering eyes of different colors were facing Ron.

Even more than a dozen figures stood under the street lights, grinning at Ron, revealing his pointed canine teeth - and Ron also saw clearly the big wild cat in the mouth of the old black man Sean Conner.

This is a group of cats of no kind, but judging from their size and patterns, it may be the rushing of American tabby cats or shorthair cats and Maine cats. They are strong, have long tips of minions and are covered with streamlined muscles, which are even bigger than the chubby Ron.

Moreover, this group of people should be real wild cats. Ron did not see any cat cards on his neck, and even cats coming out of the darkness had mice and birds in their mouths.

“Meow~”

A bunch of shits, get out of here!

The low growl of dissatisfaction and anger came out of Ron's throat again, immediately angering some of the cats who had grinned before. Five or six cats rushed towards Ron, and their sharp claws emitted a dangerous sheen under the street lights.

In their thinking, the fat orange cat in front of them will be caught and turned to the ground, and will go home in shame with scars - unfortunately Ron is not an ordinary orange cat.

With narrowed eyes, collecting the movements of the group of cats, and a smart mind analyzes the trajectory of the sharp claws - Ron stood upright, retreated, retreated again, retreated three times!

During these three retreats, Ron's front paws were not idle. Every time he retreated, Ron's front paws would suddenly disappear, so a big wild cat closest to Ron would scream and flew through the air, either hanging on the street tree, or falling into the bushes. After retreating three retreats, there was no cat shadow in front of Ron!

“Meow~”

You have this little ability!

Don't get out of here yet!

The third time he let out a low roar, Ron moved his steps forward slowly, and was still extremely active just now. The group of cats that were glaring at Ron was forced to retreat slowly by Ron alone. Several timid people even began to turn their bodies and were ready to escape.

Although the cats that rushed out just now were not the most combat-capable of the wild cat group, they could still rank in the top ten, but unfortunately they couldn't pass the claw in front of Ron.

It was not until the darkness that the street lights could not shine, and a pair of amber almond eyes lit up with a soft cat moan that the wild cats stopped retreating - it seemed that the soft cat moan had injected courage into the wild cats.

Whether it is a domestic cat or a wild cat, they are very sensitive animals and can use their cry to remove the fear of the cat group, which shows that in the minds of these wild cats, the upcoming cats are enough to fight against Ron and even win.

This made Ron stop. He crouched under the light of the orange street light, waiting for the cat to appear with bright eyes.
Chapter completed!