Chapter 572

"Ping'an, you are still the most powerful. You don't even need to take action yourself to catch the Pallas's cat back!"

Yan Fugui gave a thumbs up.

Everyone saw clearly that the gyrfalcon flying back was clutching the Pallas's cat with its claws.

The Pallas's cat still wasn't convinced and kept struggling, but it had no effect at all. Flying in the air, the gyrfalcon was the king; what did the Pallas's cat count for?

"Ping'an, I'll leave the Pallas's cat to you. You can handle it however you want, but I only have one requirement: it absolutely cannot hurt anyone again. Can you do that?"

Comrade Song breathed a sigh of relief.

If Wan Ping'an couldn't catch it either, he would only be able to resolve it by requesting a sharpshooter to shoot the Pallas's cat dead with one shot.

Letting the police station people come to shoot the Pallas's cat dead felt a bit like making a mountain out of a molehill, and the influence wasn't very good either. Fortunately, Wan Ping'an took action and solved it.

"No problem, I guarantee it!"

Wan Ping'an was full of confidence.

With one spirit beast talisman, even a tiger could turn into a cat, let alone just a Pallas's cat?

Caw!

The gyrfalcon landed.

Just as it was about to hand the Pallas's cat to Wan Ping'an, a fat figure rushed up, one hand grabbing at the gyrfalcon and the other grabbing at the Pallas's cat.

The gyrfalcon reacted quickly, let go of the burden—the Pallas's cat—and gave the fat figure a claw.

The fat figure didn't catch the gyrfalcon, only catching the Pallas's cat.

Ouch!

The Pallas's cat struggled violently, its cry even changing pitch.

"Jia Zhangshi, what are you doing?"

Comrade Song was furious.

Originally, everything was fine; the gyrfalcon caught the Pallas's cat and handed it to Wan Ping'an, and it would have been over.

As a result.

As soon as the gyrfalcon landed, Jia Zhangshi rushed up, grabbing both the gyrfalcon and the Pallas's cat. Wasn't this looking for trouble?

Jia Zhangshi had no time to answer Comrade Song.

The gyrfalcon was attacked and had its prey snatched away, so it was angry. In the air, it made a turn, like a small airplane, and rushed toward Jia Zhangshi on the ground.

"Go back!"

Wan Ping'an stopped the gyrfalcon.

"Jia Zhangshi, are you looking for death?"

"If I hadn't stopped it, the gyrfalcon would have dived down. It could kill a wild wolf; do you think it could kill you?"

Wan Ping'an scolded.

Jia Zhangshi also had no time to answer his question.

Jia Zhangshi grabbed the Pallas's cat, thinking everything was under control, but who would have thought the Pallas's cat would bite her hand? Jia Zhangshi felt the pain and let go.

The Pallas's cat gained its freedom and started working on Jia Zhangshi as soon as it ran onto her.

It scratched and bit.

The Pallas's cat, having gained its freedom, unilaterally abused Jia Zhangshi.

The Pallas's cat was too flexible; Jia Zhangshi grabbed and hit, but couldn't touch the Pallas's cat at all.

Instead, the Pallas's cat scratched when it wanted to scratch and bit when it wanted to bite; as long as it took action, it wouldn't miss.

"Ping'an, hurry up and stop the Pallas's cat. If this continues, Jia Zhangshi will die. You don't want a loss of life among the neighbors in the courtyard, do you?"

Yi Zhonghai was pleasantly surprised in his heart.

If Jia Zhangshi died, Jia Dongxu would become an orphan.

With Jia Dongxu's personality, he would definitely be manipulated by him. Perhaps he could adopt Jia Dongxu as a godson, and it would be justified for him to support him in his old age.

The Pallas's cat was brought back by Wan Ping'an.