Chapter 164 Black Cat's Little Thoughts

Just when Black Cat thought he had come across a nice shop, the door of the cafe was suddenly pushed open.

A figure entered the store.

A guy with empty eyes and messy hair, his hair was greasy, dirty and as messy as a chicken coop.

After the other party entered the store, several other biker gangs followed him into the store.

"My God!"

The black cat immediately felt a bad smell entering her nostrils.

"You know what this smells like? This smells like—"

She frowned and complained to Peter, "Cat urine. Oh my god, it doesn't smell like cat urine. It really smells like cat urine."

Peter: "Aren't you the black cat? Is it really okay to use this metaphor?"

He stared at the black cat with suspicion.

He began to doubt whether Felicia Hardy in front of him was really the black cat.

"Because I've been around a lot of cats, I know what they smell like."

The black cat stretched lazily, put his hand on Peter's shoulder, and asked him in an intimate tone: "Do you like cats?"

"I probably don't like it very much."

"why?"

Peter looked thoughtful, "Because Uncle Ben once told me a scary story about a cat."

Black Cat immediately became interested. "Oh? Is it scary? Maybe I would be interested. Do you mind telling me about it?"

"Don't you have something serious you want to talk to me about?"

Peter changed the topic appropriately, turning it to the serious matter that Black Cat had asked him to discuss.

"Well, there's no rush, unless..."

The black cat stretched out his hand, but was caught by Peter.

But she didn't care, slowly pulled her hand away, and said, "Don't you want to stay with me for even one more second?"

Looking at the black cat in front of him, Peter didn't expect that she would be so wild without the mask.

Although he didn't have a bad impression of the black cat, he didn't mind what happened between him and the woman in front of him.

But these thoughts faded when he thought of Gwen, who was now stuck in the "philosopher and adolescent clingy girlfriend" category.

Just dealing with Gwen, who was now suspicious (Gwen had already discovered her neighbor Helen who lived not far away), was already overwhelming for him.

Add to that an even more complicated black cat, and it would probably be a Shura scene every day.

Even though he doesn't care about scumbag men, his thoughts other than career are just about getting by and avoiding trouble.

The most important thing for him now is to deal with the upcoming heir family and the recent copper mine tunnel incident.

He didn't have the heart to care about anything else for the time being.

With many thoughts running through his mind, Peter looked up at the black cat that exuded a wild aura.

"I'm sorry, we two probably haven't reached that point yet."

Peter looked outside and saw a vague figure swaying in the darkness.

Black Cat sat by the window and took off his sunglasses and baseball cap.

"Peter, you are being targeted by me, do you still want to escape? Don't you know that cats will always chase after the ball of yarn, no matter how long it is, they will always catch up to the end?"

She snapped her fingers at the waiter.

At the same time, he said to Peter: "Didn't you say you like hunting the most? Don't you want to try the feeling of being hunted as a prey?"

Peter sat down opposite the black cat and ordered a cup of coffee.

“I like to be the hunter, not the hunted.”

Peter frowned at the black cat.

He always felt that the black cat in front of him looked a little different tonight.

Just as I was about to continue asking Black Cat about her purpose, the biker gang that came in earlier came over.

It seems that the black cat's figure and appearance still attracted these guys.

"Miss, can I buy you a drink?"

The thin man, who was described by the black cat as smelling like cat urine, asked the black cat.

The black cat's eyebrows twitched, "This is not a bar."

"Yeah, but they serve drinks too, like Coors Light or tequila."

The thin man shrugged at the black cat and said.

"I'd like to, but you might want to ask my boyfriend for advice."

The black cat turned his gaze towards Peter with a smile.

Looking at the Black Cat's actions, Peter made a decision in his heart.

Next time you find her stealing, catch her and send her directly to the police station so that she can feel fear.

If a tiger doesn't show its power, does it think it is a sick cat?
He was too lazy to talk nonsense with these guys, and just said to them lightly, "Get lost!" Seeing Peter's performance, Black Cat cast a regretful look at the man who was chatting him up.

She also raised two fingers and gestured at the corners of her eyebrows.

That represented honor for the Boy Scouts, but of course, it also looked like a silent threat.

The black cat easily achieved its goal of adding fuel to the fire.

The thin man was instantly enraged and immediately attacked Peter.

Peter, who was prepared, dodged slightly and the opponent's punch missed.

But he was unable to retract his force in time, and there happened to be a double bar table next to them, so his fist actually hit the corner of the table.

The black cat clearly saw the other person's two fingers turn from red to white.

Although the collision was quite serious, the thin guy was the typical type of person who would rather suffer than save face. Even though the pain was excruciating, he tried his best to suppress his pain and cursed inwardly, "Shit!"
This is where the chaos began.

The guy in leather jacket and leather pants next to him reached out to grab Peter again.

However, Black Cat was not just joining in the fun. She was quick to kick a high-backed chair next to her. The chair slid towards the other person, and the back of the chair hit the other person's stomach squarely, causing the other person to bend over involuntarily in pain.

At the same time, Peter casually punched the guy who was approaching him.

The latter was unsteady on his feet, lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The guy in the lead, who smelled like cat urine, stood up from the ground, took out a baseball bat and swung at Peter.

But what was incredible to him was that the moment he swung his sword, he suddenly saw his younger brother standing in front of him.

Startled, he immediately changed direction.

"Kacha!"

The baseball bat hit the table and broke in two.

The thin man held the remaining half of the club in one hand, his face full of disbelief.

how come? !

He looked towards his younger brother and found that he was already lying on the ground in the distance.

Was I seeing things just now?

It was a confusing thing for him and it made him completely confused.

He didn't know that he was deceived by Peter using the mind watch, and he stood there in a daze.

The next second, a fist hit me.

He couldn't tell whose it belonged to, he just felt a gust of wind blowing past his cheek.

Fortunately, I was not hit.

His eyes were blurry, and then he felt a punch in the face.

With stars in his eyes, he collapsed.

His shoulder rested against one end of the table, causing the other end to tilt high like a seesaw.

The battle ended quickly, and all the guys fell down in less than half a minute.

The black cat looked at Peter in shock for a while, then asked him, "How did you do that?"

"what?"

“Just here.”

She pointed at the location where Peter had used his mind watch to visualize the other party's subordinates.

"There's just one more person here out of nowhere!"

"I didn't see it. Maybe you are dazzled."

Peter glanced at the bikers lying on the ground, then looked at the store staff who had hidden somewhere unknown, and asked Black Cat, "Are you still drinking coffee here?"

"of course."

The black cat didn't mind.

She found a new seat and sat down, "After all, we haven't discussed our business yet."

At this moment, Black Cat was very sure that it was definitely Peter in front of him who was causing trouble.

That black monster is his pet, plus the phantom just now.

How many secrets does this guy have? !

The black cat said to Peter with a moving look in his eyes: "Actually, I came here to express my gratitude to you."

"why?"

"You killed the Kingpin, didn't you?"

Without waiting for Peter to answer, she continued, "Don't try to deny it. I saw how Kingpin got into a car accident that night. It was the monster that obeyed your orders that was chasing him."

"You know what? This isn't the first time I've witnessed death. I also witnessed my father's death, and I just stood there, and then I saw his heart being ripped out, and I didn't do anything to stop them, I just stood there, motionless."

Black Cat looked at the unconscious bikers on the ground, his eyes filled with sadness.

(End of this chapter)