It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 493 Pollution

The blind man's face tilted to one side, with clear red marks on his face.

The white cat was still not satisfied, and angrily cursed: "Don't think that just because I treat you well, you can tell me what to do! Who do you think you are? You are just a dog I picked up. I didn't kill you because you are still useful. Put away your self-righteous concern!"

The blind man turned his head with a forbearing look.

He was silent for a while, then said calmly, "If you don't want to log off, we can temporarily move somewhere else. When the bishop wants to deal with the hidden boss, he can just use the excuse that you're not here, and he'll choose another squirrel..."

"Shut up!" White Cat raised his hand and wanted to hit him again, but looking at the red marks on his face, he gritted his teeth and put his hand down, whispering, "Don't think that if you anger me, I will kill you. Your life is mine, and I can do whatever I want with it."

The blind man said no more, lowered his head to pick up the garbage on the table, then picked up the garbage bag and left.

Although the white cat claims to be an adult, in the eyes of the blind man, she is just a rebellious adolescent girl who has been trying to prove her own value and is even willing to be used for this.

He didn't want to see the white cat die.

Moreover, the reason why he can live safely in the paradise is inseparable from the white cat, so even for his own sake, he should persuade the white cat to stay away from here and stay away from the Star Club.

As for whether the other party will listen to the advice or not, that is another matter.

The blind man walked to the road with the garbage bag and threw the garbage into the grass.

After throwing away the garbage, he did not return to his residence immediately, but took out a wrinkled cigarette box from his clothes and lit a cigarette for himself.

The faint light from the cigarette flickered in the night.

He and she stood on the empty street and in front of the dim window respectively, and both of them were calming down their emotions at the same time.

The white cat looked at the light of the cigarette in the distance and murmured in a low voice: "If the squirrel tactics are to be effective, the cards with attributes that conflict with the hidden boss must be collected in advance. I have not received any similar instructions, so the bishop will not send me, definitely not... not..."

She turned and walked towards the big bed in the bedroom, lay down, closed her eyes, and forced herself to fall asleep as quickly as possible to avoid continuing to have wild thoughts.

"I'm not afraid of death, I just want to die more meaningfully... For the Star Society, to change the world, I am willing to sacrifice myself, but I don't want to die as a squirrel... I have the ability and courage, I can handle more dangerous and difficult tasks, the bishop must understand my value, he won't let me die easily..."

The white cat lay on the bed, its mouth opening and closing slightly, muttering constantly.

She didn't notice at all that a black shadow was slowly emerging from under the bed, gradually moving upwards, almost covering the entire bed.

Two hands wearing pitch-black gloves stretched out from the shadows, one on the left and one on the right. The fangs on the fingertips shone like snow in the darkness.

As if aware of something appearing in front of it, the white cat on the bed suddenly opened its eyes!
The fangs strike like lightning!
The white cat had no time to resist and its throat was cut!

"Ah...ah..."

She couldn't make a sound, and a large amount of blood spurted out of her throat, staining the white sheets blood red! The ghost drew two daggers and quickly nailed her arms to the bed, then left the room, as if he had already prevented the squirrel in her body from exploding a card!
It only took a few seconds from the time the throat was cut to the time of complete death, but it was extremely painful!
The white cat died with its eyes open. It lay in a pool of blood, staring silently with eyes filled with fear.

The room was silent.

The exploded cards were scattered in all directions in the room.

Outside the door, Meteor put away his ghost form, looked at the cards inside, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Tonight went well..." She walked into the room, carefully avoiding the cards floating in the air, and looked around, searching for the card she needed.

Among the many members of the Star Society, she chose to assassinate the White Cat because there was a gargoyle inside the White Cat.

This card not only has the ability to hide, but is also immune to mental coercion, which makes it very useful.

Meteor wants revenge on the Messenger, so she must get the Gargoyle card.

Now, there are about ten cards scattered around the room. In the past, she could use her all-seeing eyes to check the information of each card, but now she can only judge and guess based on the patterns.

Fortunately, the gargoyle pattern was easy to identify, and Meteor found it quickly. She immediately reached out and touched the card to digest it, and then found the squirrel card.

"This card is not bad. It has a low pollution value, and it can disgust others when you die."

Meteor thought so and put the squirrel card into his pocket.

Among the remaining cards, she barely recognized a witch card, and thought the attributes of the card were consistent with the devil, so she simply accepted it.

[You obtained the card "Gargoyle".]

[You obtained the card "Squirrel".]

[You obtained the card "Witch".]

Satisfied with the harvest, Meteor turned and left, deciding to find a safe place to wait for the cards to be digested.

A day and a night had passed since she left the maze, and she would look for the right time to take revenge on the messenger. Only when the messenger died would the pigeon bell disappear, and she could truly regain her freedom.

There were footsteps at the door.

When Meteor heard the noise, he immediately turned into a ghost and shrank into the corner.

The blind man is back.

He walked towards the bedroom, intending to talk to the white cat again. If he waited for the bishop's instructions to be conveyed, everything would be too late.

When he was still a few meters away from the room, he smelled a strong smell of blood in the air.

The blind man paused, his body tensed, his thoughts were confused for a moment, and then his body reacted before his mind!
He strode forward and rushed into the white cat's room!
The tragic scene before him made the blind man's brain go blank. Before he could think, he was suddenly hit hard from behind!
The blind man stumbled into the room and his body accidentally touched two or three cards!

"That's great, no more waste."

A cold female voice sounded behind him. The blind man turned around in horror and saw a dark, tall and thin ghost standing by the door. In the ghost was a girl's face, which looked particularly pale in the dim light.

The blind man recognized this face, she was Huangfu Miaomiao!

But Huangfu Miaomiao has always been timid and cowardly, why would she suddenly attack the white cat? Could Feng Ling be nearby?
The blind man was panicking and looked around. He didn't know how he should face the "dream" he had once pursued with what appearance or identity!
"What are you looking for?" Meteor didn't understand the blind man's reaction, nor did she bother to understand. She sneered and released the mental intimidation of the Night Devil, her tone full of expectation, "If you can help me create some chaos, maybe the messenger will reveal a flaw... So, contaminate it."

Meteor grabbed the blind man and pushed him towards the cards in the room.