Chapter 149 A Former Champ Has Arrived!
Crisga Jamon's Island:
Staring down from atop a large crooked and lengthy branch, placing his left hand on the trunk of it to keep himself balanced, opening his yap to speak, the mystery man says with a drizzle rain type of tone, seems like you need my assistance my blue and red scruffy friend. Gazing up at the familiar face with a laxed smile, Ver says, oh look a former champ has arrived. I appreciate the little hand in that moment, but as you can see Wink, we got things covered here. Dodging a barrage of one of the cats he's fighting strikes, moving like the flash as he gets behind the creature like a ghost, jumping not too high as he gets on the back of the beast, pointing the muzzle of his gun hand.
BANG!
Firing with no remorse on his face whatsoever as he obliterates the animals head like a watermelon, Rint says to himself, did he just say Wink? What the fuck is he doing here? Slipping and sliding pass three red cats like a cowardly skilled nerd maneuvering through a crowded hall of people, showing signs of slight panic on his face as he makes a close call with almost getting hit, finally creating some distance for himself as he gets all three cats in his line of sight. Aiming his gun with a down casted face, Pap says, I hate hurting animals more than anything, but I like my life, so sorry furry friends.
Goofy Bullet! Pulling the trigger on his pistol, a purple bullet beams out with a goofy smile on it, zipping toward one of them, hitting one of the cats in the chest. With no blood visible even though it got hit point blank, gazing at their bro that just got shot with perplexed faces, seeing that their comrade seems to be fine, the two fix their eyes back on Pap, still looking sad at the two red beasts, Pap says, bye my red Kittys. I don't want to see your fates.
After making his solemn comment, turning his body around in the opposite direction, Pap begins to walk away, angered by the disrespectful gesture, the two red cats tense up their muscles ready to pounce. Just as they are about to make their move, both cats get clawed in the back by the one that got hit with Pap's goofy bullet, snapping both their spines easy with a crazed and goofy smile on its face, after killing its kin in a psychotic fashion, the goofed feline then claws into its own face shattering its skull with a powerful blow, killing itself with no shame.
Now with all the red wild beasts dealt with, convening in the middle of the bloody plain, the three gunslingers look up at the still chilling up in the tree Wink with different facial expressions. Always feeling the need to talk as usual, motioning his left hand for Wink to come down with a friendly face, Ver says, the battles done Winkie boy! You can come down, so we can talk!
End of Chapter 149