Chapter 10: The Clever Little Cat

Qin Feng leaned back in a rattan chair, his long legs resting on the table in front of him, as he was reviewing the supply list sent by Scissors. A little cat stood before him with a fawning smile, resembling a pet cat. However, when he lifted his head to look at Scissors, his gaze became exceptionally sharp. The men of the Death Squad usually forged their camaraderie through mutual combat; it could be said that their friendship was built on fighting. They felt uncomfortable if they didn't engage in a few brawls each day. The little cat had been away from the Death Squad for two years, and his demeanor had changed quite a bit, but upon returning to the Death Squad, he immediately reverted to his old ways, filled with fighting spirit as he looked at his former rivals. Scissors glanced at him sideways, his eyebrows occasionally raising, and the movement of his eyes was filled with provocation.

"If the wild dog dies, that kid can forget about going back." Qin Feng smiled as he glanced at the kitten, causing the kitten to break out in a cold sweat. At this moment, he no longer wished to worry about that pretty boy; instead, he was contemplating whether he could manage to leave the death camp in one piece. The pretty boy was brought by him, and Qin would not make things difficult for himself, but the wild dog's subordinates were truly capable of tearing him apart.

"Alright, Scissors, the kitten is your senior. Why are you being so sarcastic?" Qin Feng stood up and said: "The kitten is also acting on orders. Don't forget, we are soldiers, and our duty is to obey orders, right, kitten?"

The kitten turned around and ran, "Come chase me, come chase me!"

Upon hearing these words, the three people present all changed color. The Scissors stomped his foot and dashed forward with a whoosh. Qin Feng's eyes slowly narrowed as he glanced at the kitten, whose face had turned pale at that moment. Damn it, that damned pretty boy, you have really stirred up a big trouble. The Death Squad's reputation for retaliating is well-known throughout the entire western border army. Offending one of them means immediately facing a whole group. The kind of general leads the kind of soldiers; the underlings of the Wild Dog are all a pack of mad dogs. They do not adhere to any rules of the martial world. The kitten could already envision what kind of scene awaited them over there.

I said, "I curse your mother!" The kitten's voice suddenly rose by an octave, angrily shouting, "Come on, come hit me! I've been unhappy with you for a long time, and I've wanted to beat you up for ages."

As Qin Feng just stepped out of his large tent, he saw Shu Fengzi rushing past like a gust of wind, lifting his robe. Beside him, another soldier wore an expression of sheer panic.

Qin Feng looked up at the bare flagpole, seemingly lost in thought. The little cat's face, which had been white before, was now green. He cursed Yang Zhi's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart. Wounding someone could be considered a minor issue in the Death Squad, but cutting down the military flag was no small matter; it was an enormous issue, one that could not be overstated. At the very least, the little cat knew that the military flag of the Death Squad had never been severed or captured by the enemy, even in the most disastrous battle where only a few remained. Wounding someone could be considered a minor issue in the Death Squad, but cutting down the military flag was no small matter; it was an enormous issue, one that could not be overstated. At the very least, the little cat knew that the military flag of the Death Squad had never been severed or captured by the enemy, even in the most disastrous battle where only a few remained.

Thank you very much. The scissors clapped and laughed heartily, "That kid is right inside the camp now, still the one you brought. Please go and deal with him now."

The wild dog is on the verge of becoming a dead dog, lying in the monk's embrace at this moment, while Shuchang, who arrived first, is taking out packets of medicinal powder from his bosom and sprinkling it on the wound. He then retrieves a porcelain bottle, pours out a pill, and places it into the wild dog's mouth.

"Yes, yes, thank you for your understanding, Qin. " The little cat was overwhelmed with gratitude, while the ordinary scissors chuckled in amusement. Upon hearing Qin Feng say that obeying orders was a duty, it found it amusing, as the daredevil camp had violated countless orders over the years, if not a thousand, then at least eight hundred. Aside from not causing chaos on the battlefield, they were generally a significant bane to the western border troops.

Hurry up and run! Qin Feng said

Shuchang did not stop, running forward while turning back to shout: "Stop my ass, this person said if I am late for a moment, this life of mine will be forfeit to the wild dogs"

It is rare for Zuo Shuai to be so generous; after all, it's just letting that kid beat me up a bit. No problem, as long as that kid doesn't want my life, letting him vent his frustrations with a few hits is nothing. After all, we are but worthless lives, while Yang Zhi is of noble birth, a person of high status. To be beaten by him is truly an honor for us

"Qin Tou, I couldn't defeat that bastard, so I naturally conceded. However, that bastard actually cut down the flag of our death squad." The wild dog was furious, and at this point, his body began to tremble.

Yes, that is exactly what it means to be charming, said the little cat with a smile

I curse your mother! The Scissors was furious, "You rebellious brat, today I will skin you alive." With a sharp sound, the iron knife was drawn from its sheath and charged directly at the kitten

The scissors blinked and momentarily did not respond. "What did you say?"

"What happened?" Qin Feng shouted sternly. "Shu Fengzi, stop right there"

Qin Feng snorted a few times and strode out, while the kitten and the scissors hurriedly followed. However, after hearing Qin Feng's words, they could no longer smile.

"Little cat, I have a suggestion for you." Qin Feng's voice seemed to drift over from the horizon

The two individuals rushed to the front camp like a gust of wind. Upon witnessing the scene before them, the little cat gasped in shock. Having left the death-defying camp for two years, it was still exactly the same as before! At this moment, hundreds of soldiers stood in a neat formation, each holding a raised iron sword, glinting coldly. The two-foot-long blade shimmered with a menacing light under the sunlight. Yang Zhi stood in the middle, trembling like a little white mouse, anxious and uneasy. No matter how high one's martial arts skills, it is impossible to confront an army. Even if your martial arts are unparalleled, when faced with a massive army, there is truly no other option but to flee. And now, Yang Zhi was afraid that even fleeing might not be possible.

Qin Feng squinted his eyes as he watched the two figures depart. The little cat had always been very clever, aware that he was destined to be a mouse in a bellows, forced to seek out his own suffering for some peace. In this confrontation between the two, the scissors would undoubtedly emerge victorious with ease.

"Little cat, what do you mean?" Qin Feng smiled.

"Are your teeth itchy? Do you want me to help you pull a few out?" Qin Feng glanced at the scissors, and with a sound of 'uh', the laughter of the scissors immediately choked like a duck caught by the throat, and with a gulp, it was all swallowed back.

In that case, does Zuo Shuai mean to let this Yang Zhi beat me up to vent his anger, and these supplies will be officially allocated to me? It doesn't count as me snatching them, right? With a loud slap, Qin Feng threw the list onto the table, squinting at the little cat.

What happened to the stray dog? Qin Feng was taken aback

Is he dead?" Qin Feng stood behind Shu Fengzi, glanced at the wild dog's pale face, and asked

Seeing the ambiguous smile on Qin Feng's face, the little cat shivered and straightened her waist: "Qin Tou, according to the little cat's meaning, it should be done as it ought to be. That kid dares to provoke us in the death camp, so naturally, we must beat him to the point where even his mother wouldn't recognize him, teaching him a lasting lesson."

"As long as he doesn't die." Qin Feng's face remained tense, but the little cat standing to the side could clearly see a hint of relaxation in Qin Feng's eyes. The chilling aura that had previously surrounded him warmed considerably in an instant. He immediately let out a big sigh of relief; as long as he doesn't die, everything still falls within the realm of competition. However, that pretty boy Yang Zhi was a bit too ruthless; just look at the injuries on the wild dog's body, truly pierced by flying swords with more than a dozen holes. This is no longer a competition, but rather an act of mockery. As long as he doesn't die, everything still falls within the realm of competition. However, that pretty boy Yang Zhi was a bit too ruthless; just look at the injuries on the wild dog's body, truly pierced by flying swords with more than a dozen holes. This is no longer a competition, but rather an act of mockery.

"Since we can't die, why resort to a group beating? Aren't we ashamed enough already?" Qin Feng snorted.

Qin Touer! He looked at Qin Feng with a pleading expression

The soldier standing next to Shuchang, however, remained steadfast. "Captain Qin, our deputy officer got into a scuffle with that pretty boy and was nearly beaten to a pulp, with over ten holes in his body, and it looks like he is about to run out of breath."

One person chased while the other fled, and in an instant, they had distanced themselves from the scene

This ... ... this ... ... '' The kitten suddenly choked

The previously silent wild dog suddenly moved its body at this moment, opening its eyes a crack: "Qin Touer, I'm not dead yet, I still have a breath left, I have brought shame to the Death Squad."

The kitten raised its head and asked, "Qin Tou?"

Although I am now at the Wind Chasing Camp, my heart remains in the Death-Defying Camp. I am a soldier brought out by Qin, and the Death-Defying Camp is my home. Whoever wishes harm upon our Death-Defying Camp, I, Little Cat, would rather sacrifice my life than not fight to the death with them.

He turned his head and looked at Yang Zhi, who was surrounded, and within his cold gaze, a hint of murderous intent was already revealed

The scissors chuckled with a clattering sound, and that laughter was like an iron knife grinding back and forth on an iron mat, which was uncomfortable to hear. "Little cat, you need to understand something, you are now the lieutenant of the Wind Chasing Camp, not some daredevil camp, which sounds grating to the ears."

The kitten is now a lieutenant in the Wind Chasing Camp, holding the same rank as Qin Feng. However, the years spent under Qin Feng's threat have made the kitten turn into a little mouse at the mere sight of Qin Feng, not daring to breathe a word.

The little cat was about to cry, with a sorrowful expression suddenly turning to look at the scissors, "Scissors, I curse your mother"

Qin Feng suddenly turned his head, and the kitten followed suit. Just moments ago, both of them were concerned about the wild dog's injuries and had not noticed that the once proudly flying flag of the Death Corps now remained only as a bare half of the flagpole, with the upper section having vanished without a trace