MTL - Transmigrating into a 90’s Cat, I Want to Work for My Home Country-Chapter 132 One hundred and thirty-two cats and cats are pure cases, nothing to enter...

Qiu Yu's warm hands pressed Bai Xiaxia's fluffy little round head, and ravaged it vigorously.

Bai Xia Xia's white hair was fluffy and exploded when rubbed, and the hair was swaying, looking very ugly.

Bai Xiaxia stared at the unfamiliar face with wide eyes, Qiu Yu smiled, casually bent his right index finger, and gently flicked Bai Xiaxia's cat head.

Bai Xiaxia was forced to raise her forehead back, and rolled onto the small table with her moderate strength.

"Mi woo?" Cat Mao clearly recognized the strength gap between the enemy and the other party, gave up being confrontational with the other party, and assumed an attitude of obedience, soft and cute, well-behaved and sensible, cute not.

Completely different from the young gentleness he had before, his eyebrows were cold, mean and sinister: "I'll take you to see a good show."

Bai Xiaxia tilted her head: "A good show?"

Qiu Yu quickly entered the bedroom, and something new came out of nowhere.

Bai Xiaxia heard the sound of changing clothes from the bedroom, and after a while, a middle-aged man in a worn wallet and dark jeans came out with a cigarette **** in his mouth.

Qiu Yu, whose clothes were wrinkled and wavy, and his curly hair greasy and dirty, completely turned into a stranger.

"Come here!"

Qiu Yu raised the tip of his right eyebrow slightly higher, moving lightly and slowly, Bai Xiaxia subconsciously retracted his claws.

Qiu Yu raised his hand and patted his shoulder with obvious meaning.

The cat's face showed a humanized disgust.

—How long have you not washed? Are you not wearing it? You have the nerve to wear it when it's all sour.

The kitten's expression was too vivid, Qiu Yu couldn't help laughing, he patted his shoulder, took a damp towel to dry the jacket on his left shoulder, and wiped it with a clean tissue.

"Is it done?"

Qiu Yu stepped back to the steps, the cat reluctantly avoided his dirty jacket, jumped lightly, and deliberately jumped on his shoulders especially hard: "Mi!"

Come on, I want to see what you're going to do too.

A certain cat seems to be leisurely with its paws on, but it has actually poke the bubble on the young man's head, sweeping the entire panel with one glance and ten lines.

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, for whoever works hard and who is busy."

"Get the mission [Qiu Yu's Obsession]"

"Qiu Yu, who believed that it was his own mistake that caused the explosives to explode in advance, blamed many people's deaths on himself. More than four years ago, a new and battle-hardened undercover agent began to perform secret missions, walking in the darkness."

"Over the years, he has lived a variety of lives under the identities of others. He has performed various high-secret, high-risk covert missions... There are many replacement identities, even I have to forget who I am. Oh yes, I am Qiu Yu, the chief said that I can go home. But, how can I have a home? What should Qiu Yu who survived do? I should... take revenge."

"This is what I should do, and what Qiu Yu should do."

"Then do it well, do it as well as I can."

"Qiu Yu's obsession: to find the culprit of the 2.19 explosion, find out all the accomplices and masterminds to avenge the comrades in arms, make them pay a painful price, be ruined, and end miserably. 3000 achievement points."

Maomao blinked a little blankly—what is Qiu Yu supposed to do?

Every time you see the task panel task requirements, it will probably summarize the other party's relevant thoughts, which is formed by the system simply refining the words.

But this part of Qiu Yu's quest has a lot of related content, and the logic is interrupted, so there is no complete introduction to it.

Between the lines, what Bai Xiaxia felt was not strong hatred or other emotions that were so strong and easy to explode, but a pale and boneless daze.

There is a sense of indifference without a sense of direction under the calm words.

Seems to be very different from the stubborn paranoia he has shown before.

Bai Xiaxia vaguely felt that Qiu Yu seemed to be quite ill.

Bai Xiaxia couldn't imagine the simple and simple task life brought by those few words, but it would definitely not be too good.

Maomao: "System, can't you be more detailed? Is there a more detailed introduction?"

"All the tasker's thoughts about this task are here, there is no excess."

Although I had already guessed it, Bai Xiaxia was still a little disappointed.

Before, she was thinking about Qiu Yu's condition, and seemed to be very excited.

Be careful yourself, maybe you can take the opportunity to find the flaws and suppress this guy severely.

But now, Bai Xiaxia doesn't think so.

Qiu Yu's external expressions seem to be what he thinks should be shown, not the real thoughts in his heart.

His real mood is so cold and calm that he is almost out of his body.

That dazed and calm feeling made Bai Xiaxia even more afraid—this guy is seriously ill.

Xiao Jiangzi...I need you.

It will bring Qin Xiao a lot of trouble... Later, what should I do? It's annoying."]

[Task requirements: On the premise that Qin Xiao will not disturb Qiu Yu's original plan, send Qin Xiao to another place. Make sure that he is not involved in this incident and is not affected by Qiu Yu's actions. After completing the task, you can get 100 achievement points. ]

The eyes seem to be very cute... Holding the cat, it seems that my mood will calm down. However, if I take the cat away, Qin Xiao will definitely chase me all the way. If he can't get rid of it, it may destroy my plan... Annoying .”]

[Task requirements: Help Qiu Yu make a decision. After completing the task, you can get ten achievement points. ]

Bai Xiaxia: "..." You wanted to steal the cat too. Stealing cats is wrong!

System: "...people obviously want to rob." You are wrong.

The cat thought sadly: My natural beauty is hard to give up, and this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes also secretly covets her.

Bai Xiaxia probably finished scanning all the task panels, and tilted her head to Qiu Yu, who was holding the face of a middle-aged man.

Qiu Yu just turned his head and looked over, with a smile that was not a smile, with a sense of fatal danger of a desperado: "Huh?"

Bai Xiaxia grinned and patted his chin with claws: "Mi chirp!"

Qiu Yu, who was still waiting for the cat to be frightened and suddenly frowned: "???"

Qiu Yu frowned, Bai Xiaxia raised the cat's head and showed a bright smile at him.

The expression of the Persian cat is much more vivid than other cats, and Bai Xiaxia usually likes to make all kinds of expressions, and she can always see a little bit of people from her raised lips and other facial features expression traces.

Bai Xiaxia was worried about Qin Xiao before, afraid that Qiu Yu would kill Qin Xiao.

But now I found out that Qiu Yu would not kill Qin Xiao, and he was still thinking about how to get Qin Xiao out of this matter.

Then I…

The heart raised by the cat fell back into the stomach. At this moment, the cat claws and patted Qiu Yu's neck super calmly.

Qiu Yu: "???"

This cat has a different attitude before and after, Qiu Yu frowned slightly.

But he didn't have time to worry about Bai Xiaxia's sudden change, and Yao An was about to wake up.

Qiu Yu walked into the bedroom, grabbed the cold tea from the bedside table, and poured the whole cup onto the unconscious Yao An's face.

Qiu Yu, dressed in the image of a middle-aged man, clasped Yao An's neck with his left hand like an iron pincer. He looked blankly at Yao An, who was in a coma. cyan.

Yao An's heavy eyelids trembled little by little, and the eyelashes kept shaking up and down.

Yao An, who was in a coma, felt the pressing pressure, as if he had been sunk into the endless sea, and the overwhelming water poured into his nose and throat. He could not breathe and was on the verge of death.

"Save, save, life..." The difficult and hoarse words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, Yao An suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of red blood, and there was still the panic in his sleep. disturbed.

He was panting heavily, trying to turn over, but he had no strength.

He lay on the bed as if paralyzed, gasping for breath to calm down, trying to prop up his arms again, rubbing and sitting up.

The dark room can't be seen, only a little moonlight from the window.

He reached out and snapped the light on.

The cool incandescent light finally made Yao An regain his sight.

He suddenly remembered something, opened his mouth to shout, but looked up and met his gloomy eyes.

"You, who are you?" Yao An was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and the clothes on his back were mostly wet. He stared at the stranger who suddenly appeared in his bedroom. old man.

Tall and thin, the worn jacket is badly worn for a long time, and the greasy curls have not been washed for a long time.

The expression was fierce like a beast, staring at him as if staring at the prey.

Yao An's heartbeat accelerated only in the first few seconds, and adrenaline was secreted frantically. After half a minute, he calmed down.

He tried to be calm and calm, not showing fatigue: "Why did you appear in my room?"

"Where is Feng?"

The middle-aged man laughed, his laughter was hoarse, and his voice was rough, with a strong local accent: "It's time to think about women."

"...Isn't it very strange, why am I here?" The middle-aged man with heavy blue and black eyes said grimly: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you, you will be in a short period of time. Can't die."

"Help me contact Zheng Nanping and tell that old man that I'm not dead!"

Yao An's heart rose to his throat for a moment, his expression stiffened for a moment, but soon he raised his head with a cold expression: "I don't know what you are talking about."

“…I don’t know…”

"Tell me again?" The black hole of the gun pressed against Yao An's temple, the middle-aged man leaned over forcefully, with hatred in his eyes: "Yao An, don't Be smart!"

"You have a really good life. Trouble, did you find something?" Yao An tried to pretend to be calm, but he had already set off a huge wave in his heart. The middle-aged man was in a state of embarrassment, and there were even a few blood marks on his face, which seemed to have been bruised recently.

The middle-aged man didn't say his name, but Yao An vaguely thought of a person.

—Yu Sanjiu.

After he changed his career, he moved to several places. In order to get rid of the attention of some people, he had even been transferred three times in a row in half a year.

Time has changed, and few people have been able to find him in the past year or two.

Some things he even forgot. Perhaps it was he who drove himself to forget.

He wants to stay away from those people and things of the past, and wants to live a peaceful life.

But sometimes, he will instinctively pay attention to some news, and he also knows about Yu Sanjiu.

Isn’t it all captured by the police?

Is it possible... Yao An thought of something, and his mouth was dry.

Yu Sanjiu smoked a cigarette, holding a burning cigarette butt, with an indifferent expression: "I have nothing now, I am at the end of the road, and I have no money on me."

"I have nothing else to ask, give me 1 million. Otherwise..."

Yu Sanjiu seemed to realize that Yao An wanted to pretend to be with him, and slapped Yao An with the backhand. The beating made Yao An's face bleed, and the mouth of his teeth oozes the smell of rust.

"Yao An, listen to me, I have nothing now. That shit, cross the river and demolish the bridge! I am the unlucky one today, and you will be the unlucky one tomorrow, don't you think he has nothing in these years? Didn't do it?"

"Those people back then, who still has news now? All of them are either unlucky or have an accident, or just like me, a little bit of water!"

Yao An's eyes trembled slightly, trying to suppress the horror that came up in his heart.

—This person's origin is unknown, and he naturally won't believe it from the beginning. However, it seems that he really is Yu Sanjiu.

"Listen. Give me 1 million in three days. I don't care if it's you or the old thing, if I can't get it out..." Yu Sanjiu took another heavy cigarette : "Of course, you can also call someone. It doesn't matter if I die or not. If I die, you all have to follow me in."

Yao An bit his tongue with his teeth, and the intense pain finally dispelled the chaos after waking up.

The brain was completely clear, his heart beat faster, and cold sweat oozes from his palms.

—Damn!

Questions arose in his heart, isn't Yu Sanjiu dead? Why is it here? Why can he find himself?

"A-Feng is yours." Now that things have come, it is useless for Yao An to pretend.

He is very sure that this person is Yu Sanjiu.

In those days, few people knew the details.

"Guess what?" Yu Sanjiu exhaled a smoke ring, and the smoke was choking and pungent again and again.

He seemed to be smoking a very poor quality cigarette, which smelled very bad.

Yao Anxin is full of thoughts, why does Yu Sanjiu know that he is here? He had a relationship with Ah Feng more than a year ago, why did Yu Sanjiu put a nail in him?

The lights were on for most of the night, until the sky gradually brightened, and the morning light jumped over the horizon, illuminating Linghai City.

The early morning hawkers shouted and sold, and the morning mist, light and thin, floated into the room from the window.

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In an instant, the cat immediately retracted its claws, and probed its head as if curious about the street outside, and was quickly taken away by a big hand.

Bai Xiaxia turned her head slightly, and hummed.

The task is still to be accepted.

It depends on what the cat does.

The snow-white Persian cat has claws and claws, and the mandarin duck's eyes are clear and translucent.

—Qiu Yu can't do anything, if something happens, who will use it to avenge the cat?