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Chapter 1130 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (1)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (Part 11)

Song Ning couldn't figure out what was going on, but the big cat's actions did make him nervous.

He put down what he was doing and cautiously grabbed the large iron ladle beside him—a half-meter-long iron ladle would be a very good weapon, at least better than his bare hands.

The campfire crackled beside the newly built earthen stove, and a few snowflakes began to fall from the sky. A chill crept up from the soles of my feet to my neck.

Song Ning took a deep breath, slowly approached the big cat, pressed her back against its side, and cautiously looked around, keeping her voice down, "Is something coming?"

The human body suddenly approached, and the unfamiliar temperature made the black panther stop his restless pacing. He turned his head and looked at the human with his vertical pupils, sniffing the air with a strange expression.

Are humans tense? Why?

"Big, Leopard, Brother Leopard?"

Song Ning remained vigilant, but did not forget to pay attention to the big cat's movements. When the big cat suddenly sniffed him, he became even more nervous and quickly lowered his head to sniff himself.

"Did I accidentally bring something back with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the big cat suddenly hissed softly in one direction. Song Ning subconsciously looked over and his pupils dilated.

That direction was the direction he came from, Li Dabiao's base.

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"Damn it, that damn guy better not let me catch him. He's got some nerve, daring to lay a hand on my cousin. Don't think he can escape our grasp. When we bring him back, I promise all the brothers will have a good time."

A modified truck sped along the road, with a dozen or so men with fierce and ugly faces sitting in the back. In the passenger seat of the truck was Li Dabiao's cousin, Da Tou!

He kept cursing and swearing, his hair was greasy and matted, and his eyes were bloodshot.

In fact, he had a hard time these past two days. After Li Dabiao was suddenly killed, the entire base suddenly fell into chaos. If it weren't for the fact that all of them were Li Dabiao's relatives, they would have almost been overthrown by those guys.

"But honestly, that guy is probably either gone or dead. Is it really necessary for us to come out looking for him like this?"

The driver, also a member of Li Dabiao's faction, grumbled to express his displeasure.

Nobody wants to go out today, let alone drive. He's been driving all day and he's exhausted.

Big Head spat out a mouthful of phlegm and said unhappily, "You just drive, why do you have to worry about so much?"

The driver shrank back. "I was just asking casually."

Big Head kicked the car in front of him and cursed, "Ask, ask, ask! Drive your car! That guy killed my cousin. If we don't bring him back, won't the people at the base think we're easy targets? How will we control them and get them to work for us then?"

The driver said, "Oh, that makes sense."

Big Head: "Heh, if you know that, then just keep driving."

He spat out another mouthful of phlegm, then turned his head and looked out the window with eyes full of resentment.

There was something he didn't say aloud: Li Dabiao's death had made many people in the base restless. If they didn't bring that guy back to properly intimidate the people in the base, he was afraid that some of these guys would still dare to attack them, and then it would be impossible to guard against them.

He didn't want to actually see that scene happen. He wanted to stay in the base comfortably. Only when their positions were secure could they continue to do whatever they wanted in the base.

Ever since he realized that the direction the big cat was wary of was the direction he had come from, Song Ning had become noticeably distracted.

He looked in that direction many times, and finally couldn't help but pick up the iron spoon, take a deep breath, and stand up.

"No, I have to go and take a look."

The firewood in the earthen stove was still burning, and the lamb leg inside had a milky white broth that looked very tempting.

But Song Ning's mind wasn't on that at all; he was worried that if it really was Li Dabiao's men chasing after them...

"I'm sorry, Brother Leopard, I may have dragged you down."

Song Ning turned around and looked at the big cat with a face full of shame. The cat was so well-furned that it even fed her two sheep. Clearly, this big cat was not only capable of taking good care of itself, but also very loving.

If that group of people discovers such a large cat, it will be in danger; he cannot repay kindness with enmity.

With that in mind, Song Ning quickly began packing her things.

The firewood had to be extinguished, but one piece could be left. It would get dark soon, and then he could find a rag, soak it in mutton fat, and make it into a torch. Although the torch would reveal his location, the night blindness caused by not being able to eat vegetables for a long time was more fatal to him.

The remaining meat also needs to be dealt with, otherwise if those guys come and find it, they might follow the trail to the lake behind.

Although Song Ning didn't know how many small animals were there, judging from how well the big cat was eating, the ecology here had recovered quite well without the presence of humans.

The group of people under Li Dabiao are not people who value sustainable development. If they discover something, they will only cause destruction for their own selfish desires, and he will never allow that to happen.

Song Ning tidied himself up quite thoroughly, and compared to before, he also exuded a faint, unpleasant odor.

Black Panther didn't pay much attention at first, but as the scent grew stronger and even took on a faint bitter taste, he began to become a little distracted.

Song Ning was tidying up when he realized there was still some meat he hadn't had time to process. He quickly turned around, his gaze intense as he tried to etch the image of the big cat into his mind.

"Sorry, Leopard, you'll probably have to deal with the rest of the food yourself. I can't take all of it with me."

He thought for a moment and then tried to teach Black Panther how to use fire.

"And this fire pit, there's a lot of firewood I brought back today. This earthen stove should be fine even if it rains, unless something unexpected happens. You can just put a big wooden board on top of it."

He gestured to the firewood he had gathered, saying, "All this firewood is here. You can throw one in every now and then to keep the fire going."

"When winter comes, we can burn it more vigorously. I heard them let slip that the temperature might get lower and harder to endure each year."

He lovingly stroked the big cat's fur with his fingers, his eyes carrying a hint of farewell.

"Even though you have a fur coat, I see you have a blanket underneath, so you must have felt cold in winter before, right? When it gets too cold, you can warm yourself by the fire, just be careful not to burn yourself."

He was rambling on as if giving his last words, and even the slow-witted Black Panther sensed something was wrong.