Amon, who had withdrawn into the depths of Black Cat's soul, let out a sneer that no one else could hear.
If you can't beat him, of course you have to run away, or why don't you stay and wait to die?
Escape is shameful, but useful.
He can escape, but Black Cat cannot escape.
It could only bite the bullet and look into the depths of the red light, where Liu Zheng was still dancing.
But his dance style has changed from hormonal disco to passionate and vigorous Cossack dance.
And on his chest, Golden Star Tank Medal is emitting a dazzling red light.
Suddenly, Liu Zheng looked at Black Cat.
The latter was so frightened that he immediately raised his tail, and all the hair on his body exploded, as if he had been electrocuted by high-voltage electricity.
"Davarish, come and dance."
Liu Zheng stretched out a tentacle towards Black Cat, as if sending an invitation.
However, in Black Cat's eyes, what he stretched out was not a tentacle, but a cannon barrel.
"No!"
It screamed, but Liu Zheng ignored it.
He took a step forward, folded his body downwards, then turned forward three and a half times with his left hoof as the axis, and then pulled out four tentacles at the same time.
"Crack!"
A whip-like sound struck Black Cat's heart.
In its eyes, the four barrels shot out red balls of light like the sun, and then suddenly expanded.
"Bang!"
The tank on Golden Star Medal shook, and the brilliant and pure red light broke through the black mist and blood mist, and also broke through Gospel.
All the authors present felt as if their souls had been hit hard.
Authors below Red Feather fainted immediately, while authors above Gold Feather also had their eyesight blackened.
But Liu Zheng didn't realize it at all. He pulled the dizzy Black Cat and started dancing, completely ignoring the other person's expression of hopelessness.
Beat after beat, Black Cat flew up and down following his movements, like the tassels on the sleeves of a dance skirt.
Also hopeless is Novelist on the other side. The shadow behind her has long since dissipated, and her eyes have returned to their original green color.
But she never expected that a cat would snatch her away from her when she was guarding that slut Hishikibe.
If it weren't for knowing that Liu Zheng's current condition was abnormal, Novelist would really have doubted whether his XP was abnormal.
Finally, the music came to an end, and Liu Zheng's eyes gradually regained their clarity.
A sense of relaxation he had never experienced before made his feet sway, but the exhaustion of his soul made his steps heavy.
It feels like the sage mode after a hearty love session.
"Did I win? Let's start the next one."
Liu Zheng looked at the downed Hishikibe and said with some unfinished thoughts.
As expected of a young man with a high physique, he recovers very quickly.
Black Cat broke free from his hands and jumped back to the stage.
"There is no next game."
It looked at the authors who had fallen into pieces and said helplessly.
How can we dance when they are like this? We can't lift them up.
However
It looked around the Colosseum. Now the black fog in the square had been consumed, making it clean and refreshing.
Although the process was a bit thrilling, the purpose of the dance battle was still achieved, and the effect was outstanding.
"That's all gone? How come none of you can dance?"
Liu Zheng said disappointedly.
"After all, this is Writers Association, not a dance association."
Black Cat said without conscience.
It found that Liu Zheng didn't seem to know what happened, so it didn't tell him the truth.
After all, the negative thoughts of a group of authors cannot suppress a newcomer, which is quite embarrassing to say the least.
Strictly speaking, the author's negative thoughts and inspiration are often directly proportional.
The more negative thoughts there are, the stronger the author's perception is.
Whether it is Emotion Stream or another genre, perception is a very important ability.
Mr. Deliveryman has so many negative thoughts, which shows that he has either experienced a lot of hardships or has extraordinary perception.
No matter which one it is, it is a great help to become a great author.
Thinking of this, Black Cat's smile became a little more eager.
"I don't know if Mr. Deliveryman is interested in joining our Writers Association. I can apply to the president now."
"Mr. Fool, please don't test me. I am loyal to Restaurant, especially my boss."
Liu Zheng's heart beat for 0.1 seconds, and then he said righteously.
"Well, actually the 'Quill Club' club has a privacy protection mechanism."
Black Cat said with some embarrassment.
"This is what I mean, whether my boss hears it or not."
His tone was more impassioned.
"Uh, okay. It seems that your working environment Bloodstained Restaurant is indeed not very good."
Black Cat glanced at him sympathetically.
Liu Zheng didn't change his expression, but still nodded slightly in agreement.
"Today's dance is over. You two should leave first."
Black Cat said to the two of them.
Although Liu Zheng made the party a mess, the result was good.
So Black Cat chooses to treat it as if nothing happened, without reward or punishment.
Although Liu Zheng didn't know what happened, looking at the author lying on the floor, he knew something must have happened.
"Then let's go."
He looked at Novelist.
"Okay, senior."
Novelist responded simply, and then stretched out a hand.
"Ah?"
Liu Zheng was stunned for a moment, but still held the tentacles.
The stage slowly descended, and the two of them walked towards the sudden exit.
"Okay, stop pretending to be dead."
After the two left, Black Cat said to Hishikibe.
Hishikibe, who looked like a statue just now, immediately came to life and stretched.
"It turns out that this is why you found me before and told me not to be surprised no matter what happens."
Black Cat said.
"Yes. Fool master acted really well."
Hishikibe said with a smile.
Her smile was cute and cute, not at all the sarcastic look she had just now.
"I'm just a normal host, your acting skills are amazing."
Black Cat said lightly.
Although it did not expose them, it does not mean that it endorses this behavior.
Liu Zheng is not Writers Association's person. If something happens, it won't find fault with him.
But Hishikibe and Novelist are both the people of the Writers Association, and they are also the authors of Gold Feather. If they cause such a big trouble to it, it will be very unhappy.
If you think about the worst, are the two of them deliberately digging a hole for it to jump into?
Of course, Black Cat and Hishikibe are quite familiar with each other, and I know she would not be stupid enough to do this.
However, the attitude still needs to be shown.
"After all, we were in the drama club when we were in college."
Hishikibe chuckled.
"I will ask the association to fine you three million and then go to the association's Black Room confinement code for a week. Do you agree?"
Black Cat asked.
"Approved."
Hishikibe said simply.
"As for Novelist's punishment, it's the same as yours, plus a fine of two million. It's your responsibility to inform her."
Black Cat said again.
"The fine is fine, but Black Room can I imprison her for her? She still has to date men."
Hishikibe said carelessly.