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Chapter 72

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But no matter what, the house had to be cleaned up. Zhao Yao could only stay at home for the whole afternoon to clean up and repair the network. At the same time, he bought a few cameras online so that he could see the situation at home when he was not there.

But after tidying up for a while, Zhao Yao found that Yuan Yuan was missing. He immediately became anxious and looked around. Finally, he found Yuan Yuan who was knocked unconscious under the door.

He immediately took Yuan Yuan to the hospital for an examination. Fortunately, because there was too much fat, there was enough cushioning. Although her muscles and bones were damaged, her internal organs were fine and her bones were not broken.

So after Zhao Yao returned home with Yuan Yuan, he continued to clean the room.

In the process of cleaning, Zhao Yao couldn't help but think, "If it was a super cat attack, was it a cat stealing organization? But if it was them, why did they send a cat instead of a person? "

Obviously, compared to the super cat, which was a precious resource that provided superpowers, it was a better strategy to send an apostle who had a stronger physique and would not lose his superpowers.

As for today's attack, Zhao Yao was still puzzled.

On the other side, Matcha had already patted Yuan Yuan's shoulder with a white glove and said with a smile, "Yuan Yuan, I just heard them shouting 'Big Fried Chicken Steak'. Your WeChat ID is' Big Fried Chicken Steak ', right?"

The fat on Yuan Yuan's body shook and cold sweat ran down her face, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Hehehehe." Matcha laughed, "Buy me Sun Wukong's skin."

Yuan Yuan showed a bitter expression. "I don't have any money."

Matcha's face immediately turned serious, "Brother, you are not giving me face. Look at Zhao Yao … "

Yuan Yuan looked at Zhao Yao's position, who was tidying up the hall while cursing.

"Damn, the TV is broken."

"This is a real leather sofa, it was all torn?"

"Someone vomited? Damn, who peed on the ground? "

"Don't let me find them!? I want to stuff their heads into their own chrysanthemums. "

Hearing Zhao Yao's curse, Yuan Yuan's body trembled and her pupils suddenly enlarged. Along with the bloody image of a head stuffed into a chrysanthemum flashed in her mind, her eyes flashed with obvious horror.

On the side, Matcha shook her head, "It is really hateful. Forget it, I will go and talk to Zhao Yao and catch them and punish them …"

"Wait!" A round hand directly blocked Matcha's chest. With a face full of determination, he said, "Me, monkey skin, I'll buy it."

"Help me get a weekly card. It feels weird to only have a monthly card and not a weekly card."

Yuan Yuan almost vomited blood. She moved her fat chin with difficulty and nodded in agreement.

After cleaning up the house, Zhao Yao looked at the four superpowered cats at home and thought to himself, It is indeed a little unsafe to just leave the cats at home.

Although this attack did not cause too much damage, it did help Zhao Yao to sound the alarm in his heart.

Although Matcha, Y'lisabet, Briquet, and Yuan Yuan were all very powerful, they were cats after all. Their physiques could not be compared to humans, and they could not use human weapons.

Besides, he had seen the cat stealing organization in the mall last time.

If this place was wiped out by someone, Zhao Yao would cry but have no tears.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yao thought of someone. He took out his phone and dialed a number.



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