Chapter 144: First Volume_Chapter 144  The Movie Emperor Who Turned Into a Cat (11)

First Volume_Chapter 144  The Movie Emperor Who Turned Into a Cat (11)

777 explained: "As long as you kiss the villain once, the villain will turn into that, but only this small."

"Also, Host, the villain is about to return to his body."

Jiang Zhi recalled that Xie Xingyuan was still in a coma in the hospital, his soul had turned into a black cat and she had saved him.

Heitan would disappear soon and return to Xie Xingyuan's body to wake up.

Jiang Zhi then needed to stop him from doing bad things.

It turned out time had passed so quickly; from saving it until now, that much time had elapsed.

The plot had already progressed more than halfway.

The black cat turned into a person, Heitan's body unstable, he flipped backward, rolling and about to fall to the ground; Jiang Zhi promptly reached out and supported his body.

Heitan, sitting in her palm, looked around, finally gazing at her; his black eyes showed confusion and fear.

He felt extremely unfamiliar with his current appearance.

Where had his strong, handsome body gone? Why had he turned into an ugly quadruped beast?

Jiang Zhi took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, looking at the petite man, she softly comforted: "Don't be afraid, just kiss once more and you'll turn back."

After saying that, she leaned down and lightly kissed his forehead.

After turning back into a cat, Heitan's eyes lost their panic; he carefully examined his body, only relaxing once he confirmed he had returned.

It suddenly lifted its head, staring intently at her lips, caught in a dilemma.

It liked her kissing it, but it did not want to turn back into a foolish human.

Jiang Zhi asked 777: "Brother Seven, how much time does Heitan have left before disappearing?"

777 hesitated and said: "Actually I don't know either; its soul is unstable, so there's no exact time."

As soon as the system's words fell, the black cat suddenly moved toward her, raising its head, closing its eyes, looking reluctant.

Jiang Zhi looked at its actions, puzzled, but still raised her hand and rubbed its head.

Heitan froze for a moment, then dodged her fingers, jumped down from the chair, ran onto the bed and lay down, glaring at her angrily before closing his eyes to rest.

Jiang Zhi didn't understand its meaning; after thinking for a long time, she secretly wondered: Could it be that it wants her to kiss it?

Isn't it because it doesn't like the human form?

Heitan's thoughts change even more frequently than the weather.

She went to read attentively.

One week passed.

Afterwards there were many night shoots, often requiring staying up until midnight, and the crew became increasingly busy.

Because of the trench coat incident, Jiang Zhi apologized to Chen Shuo, promising to get him a new one.

Chen Shuo's gaze shifted somewhat; he looked at her for a while, then smiled and said: "It's fine, it's just a piece of clothing—I'll give it to you."

Jiang Zhi felt his gaze was off, but couldn't recall exactly what was wrong.

Only when she returned home at night did she figure it out.

No way, no way; he couldn't possibly think she secretly loves him, so he's deliberately not returning it, could he?

Jiang Zhi tried to send a message to explain, but then thought better of it, realizing doing so might seem like she's trying to cover up.

Forget it; let him think whatever he wants.

Moreover, the internet celebrity whose face Heitan scratched couldn't continue acting, so someone else replaced her position.

Today's shoot ended the latest; glancing at her phone, it was already 4 a. m.

Jiang Zhi had no chauffeur car, nor any pick‑up service; she could only walk back herself.

After walking a stretch, she saw a streetlamp ahead was broken; darkness crept in, the pitch‑black stretch made the road impossible to see.

Jiang Zhi took out her phone, turned on the flashlight, and continued forward.

Just then, she heard a rustling sound; she followed the noise and looked through the dim yellow light.

She saw a shadow dragging a corpse toward her.

The man also saw her; his movement abruptly halted, he stared fixedly in her direction, gripping a handgun.

Alarm bells rang in Jiang Zhi's mind; if he were unarmed she might be able to subdue him, but he had a gun…

She stopped thinking, turned, and sprinted away.

The man's stamina ultimately exceeded hers; after running only a short distance, she was shoved to the ground, her knee striking the steps, splitting open and bleeding.

The man slowly stepped out of the darkness; backlight illuminated his body, revealing an honest, simple face, yet his eyes were full of malice.

Jiang Zhi never imagined she would encounter something like murder and body dumping.

It must be because she's walked too many night roads.

"I've checked this road; hardly anyone passes by, so I'm surprised to see someone coming." The man, gloved hand, pulled out a coil of rope and slowly approached her.

He wouldn't shoot her—that would attract attention. Instead he'd strangle her with rope, leaving no blood traces, which would benefit him greatly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Heitan leapt from Jiang Zhi's pocket, positioning himself in front of her, eyes fierce as he glared at the nearby man.

The man saw the cat and chuckled: "This beast still protects its master quite well."

He lifted his foot to kick it away, but Heitan was quick, scrambling up his leg and digging its claws into his flesh.

A surge of pain shot through the man's exposed skin, instantly enraging him; he grabbed the black cat behind him and slammed it hard to the ground.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhi's pupils contracted; ignoring her knee pain, she caught the falling black cat at top speed.

The cat's head swam on impact in her embrace, its body wobbling unsteadily; Jiang Zhi gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice:

"Run! Run fast, Heitan! Run!!"

Heitan paid no heed, leapt from her arms, fixed its gaze on the man's direction, and charged at him again.

This time its speed was slow; the man easily seized it, lifting it by the scruff of the neck, and gave a cold chuckle.

"Tonight, whether it's you or your master, you will die!"

Heitan struggled desperately but was powerless, could only watch as he drew nearer to the girl, his eyes blood-red, a gloomy, ferocious aura surging.

At that moment, the cat in the man's hand suddenly became heavy, slipped from his grasp, and turned into a 1.9-meter-tall person before his eyes.

That person's appearance was very familiar; the man glanced, his face showed shock, and he stepped back.

How could that be? He should be unconscious in the hospital!

And, how could a cat possibly turn into a person???

Before he could react, Xie Xingyuan seized his throat with one hand, slammed him onto the road steps; his dark, deep, sinister eyes burst forth with terrifying killing intent.

The man grew ever paler, shrouded in a bluish-purple deathly aura.

Jiang Zhi saw this, stumbled over, reached out and pressed the back of his hand: "Heitan!! No! Let go, did you hear? Let go!"

Xie Xingyuan turned his head to look at her, voice laced with anger: "He wanted to kill you! He almost killed your..."

Jiang Zhi leaned in, lifted her chin, kissed his forehead, breath unsteady: "I'm fine, I'm already fine, please let go, okay? Killing him isn't worth it; I don't want to see you kill."

Xie Xingyuan heard her voice, as if just awakening, released his grip, forehead resting against her shoulder, his breath growing weaker, filled with reluctance and attachment.

"I'm leaving..."

Jiang Zhi watched his body gradually turn translucent, lips pressed tight, she reached out to encircle his waist, speaking calmly: "I will come find you."

"Mm, I'll wait for you."

Both voice and person vanished into the cold winter night wind.