MTL - Hunting College-Chapter 2 Big eagle on a telephone pole

　　 It's late, Zheng Qing must go home.

　　Although Zheng Qing has graduated from high school and is almost of adulthood, he has a certain degree of freedom, but after all, he is still using the family's money. Mom and Dad still have to listen.

　　 After finishing a glass of apocalyptic beer, he got on his bicycle and went home.

　　 The night is faint, and the sky is full of gray clouds that can never disappear, not to mention the stars, even the moon rarely shows up. In this large coal province, houses have been growing taller, roads have been widening, and the colors on the streets have become more and more colorful for more than ten years. The only thing that has not changed is the one-third of the sky above the big guy’s head. It is grey and foggy.

　　 The bicycle wandered into a small alley.

　　 This path can directly cross three streets, greatly reducing his journey home. The alley is very deep, and there are few people walking at night. The street lights that have not been cleaned for a long time sprinkle a dim color, which makes the alley more gloomy.

　　 "Kachacha......" The worn-out bicycle wailed helplessly under Zheng Qing's pedaling forcefully, which was particularly obvious in this quiet alley. Zheng Qing looked at the broken basket in front of the car with some irritation, thinking that he must find some time to repair it after he went back. No matter what, at least he won't keep screaming when he rides out.

"Flapping..." The sound of flying birds flapping their wings came from a telegraph pole not far away, followed by a few lazy and clear calls. Obviously, Zheng Qing's body was disturbed by the jingling broken car. These little animals have a rest.

　　 somewhat apologetically, he turned his gaze to the telephone pole not far behind. Zheng Qing was embarrassed by his behavior of disturbing others' dreams.

　　 "Squeak!!!" The classic car made a sharp brake sound.

　　 Zheng Qing propped one leg on the ground and turned his head to look back.

　　 He swears that there was a huge black figure standing on the telephone pole, like a man squatting down. But the emerald green eyes were very obvious in the dark night, like the big wolf dog of grandma's house.

　　 blinked, he shook his head dazzled by alcohol.

　　 seemed to feel Zheng Qing's eyes, those green eyes were slightly slanted, his eyes fell on Zheng Qing's body, and then a pair of huge wings gracefully stretched out from his sluggish expression, and he patted lightly.

　　 took a few deep breaths, and then exhaled heavily. Zheng Qing rubbed his cheeks, which were a little sore from drinking, and finally felt a little sober.

　　 looked up again, those green eyes had completely disappeared. All he could see was the gray sky and the street lamp with pale white light not far away.

　　 The dark alley in the distance seemed like a wide open mouth, mocking Zheng Qing's eyes.

Reaching out into his chest, a gray palm-sized pocket was held in his hand, and the golden patterns on the pocket could be vaguely seen by the roadside lights; on top of his head, a tuft of uneasy hair trembled With.

　　 a large eagle.

　　 Zheng Qing recalled repeatedly, and finally determined that it must be a large eagle.

　　 Although I don’t know why this animal living in the mountains appeared in the city, I felt relieved when I thought of the old owl I saw on campus when I was a child.

　　 Since even the old owl can hang leisurely on the branches of the campus all day, it should be fine for a large eagle to squat on a telephone pole for a while. After all, no one can guarantee that these guys living in the old mountain forest will find time to relax in the city.

　　 Without the groan of the classic car, the surroundings fell into dead silence again. Not far away, the noise on the street seemed to be separated by several miles, which seemed remote and ethereal.

　　 "Wow..." A soft and strange cry suddenly sounded in the alley. Zheng Qing suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up, and a burst of cold sweat came out involuntarily. The originally dizzy mind suddenly came to a sense of clarity. At the same time, a heavy pressure suddenly flooded the entire alley, causing Zheng Qing to hold his breath involuntarily.

　　 For a while, nothing happened, but the feeling of depression became more and more serious. Zheng Qing slowly took a breath, and amidst a sudden jingle, he slammed a few pedals, and the old car rushed out quickly, wanting to get rid of this depressive atmosphere as soon as possible.

　　 Although a little unwilling, Zheng Qing still admitted his timidity in his heart. After all, the dark night is always the eternal nightmare of mankind, even today with lights. No matter how the electric light develops, it will never give people a sense of security like the sun.

　　 There are still dozens of meters away from the alleyway, Zheng Qing can already clearly see the cars speeding by the alleyway.

　　 A stern cry rang out, and before he could react, a huge black shadow came into his eyes. Accompanied by a dull crash and dust covering the sky, another petite figure hit Zheng Qing heavily and rolled down into the sand on the side of the road.

"Puff!" Zheng Qing followed the bicycle and fell heavily to the ground, but he didn't care about complaining. A donkey rolled and got up from the ground. At some point in his hand, he had grabbed a stack of yellow paper, and the scarlet cinnabar mark was distributed under the dim street lamp. There was a slight red light.

　　 He glanced at the pile of sand next to him, and his big fluffy tail trembled weakly.

　　 "Wow~~" The neigh not far away clearly expressed the anger.

　　 Zheng Qing, who just got up, quickly followed the prestige. On the top of the telephone pole by the road, the big eagle just now came back some time ago, staring at him dissatisfied.

At a height of more than ten meters, Zheng Qing can clearly see the large eagle feathers erected under the illumination of the simple street lamp hanging on the telephone pole. The whole body seems to be a few times larger than before, and look at its wings slightly. Zhang, with his head high, was obviously unkind.

"It's so fierce..." Feeling the big green eyes and cursing low, Zheng Qing stepped back quietly, trying to sneak away, but didn't notice a huge pile of sand behind him. As soon as he retreated, his feet immediately plunged into the deep sand with his ankles.

　　 "Damn!" Zheng Qing became more and more angry, how could he be so unlucky! Isn't it just a little bit late to go home? Just bending down, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com was about to take off the shoes and clean the sand inside. The sand pile suddenly violently burst, and Zheng Qing was sprinkled with sand all over his face.

　　 "Fak!" Anyone who has been entangled in a series of unlucky things will always feel that there is a wicked fire in his heart and want to vent, not to mention the alcohol that has entered the stomach not long ago is slowly evaporating its power.

　　 Looking down the sand pile, the yellowish-haired puppy under the street lamp is staring at the sky with grinning teeth. This puppy is about a foot tall, with fluffy hair and long narrow eyes, but it is very shining, and its ears are a little big, like those of Beijing Baer, ​​but it stands up strangely, like a wolf dog. Take a closer look, this puppy has a huge belly, and many places on the fluffy fur are tangled together, faintly oozing blood.

　　 The facts are clear at a glance, Zheng Qing can easily make up for the plot in his own mind.

　　 The big eagle who came out and turned around took a fancy to the pregnant puppy, and was about to fight his teeth, but the little guy broke free. Zheng Qing could not help but let out a long breath, seeing the situation clearly, the pile of yellow paper in his hand had disappeared sometime.

　　 "Fuck!" The evil fire in his stomach suddenly turned into infinite power under the action of alcohol. He reached out his hand to find a broken brick from the ground, turned his head to look at the evil eagle, and threw it forcefully.

　　Although his accuracy in throwing softballs has not always been very good, the threat is still great when the distance is not far and the target is large.

　　 The broken bricks passed the telephone pole silently, and slammed viciously on the window of a nearby house amidst the sharp neigh of the big eagle.

　　 "Wow..." The crisp cracking sound of the glass vented the evil fire that Zheng Qing had accumulated, and also stunned the big eagle into the air.