1090 Wait Under The Tree, Hoping That a Hare Will Kill Itself by Crashing into a Tree Trunk (2/2)

”It is actually in Binhai City?” Vladimir felt that that was too coincidental. Based on probability, the stray cats finding the correct target was a very low possibility.

It really wanted to go back to sleep, but still waved a front claw. ”Let's go, bring me to take a look.”

Little White instantly turned its body around to lead the way, and Vladimir followed behind.

They walked in a straight line. In addition to a few steps around tall buildings, they climbed on the walls and flipped over the houses. It was the same distance, but they saved a lot of time compared to humans.

On the way, they met a lot of stray cats. Most of them had been incorporated into the organization. They were very alert to foreign cats and strangers but had no intention of attacking them actively. When they confirmed their identity with the code, the other side showed a very friendly attitude.

A small number of stray cats may have recently started to roam, or foreign stray cats, had not yet joined the organization, still in the state of stray warriors, but they believed that they would soon join the large family of non-propertied cats.

Little White was running in front and stopped suddenly. Vladimir, who was napping while running, almost hit it and knocked it off the wall. It rolled sideways and stood up gray-faced.

”What is it?” Vladimir was unbothered and just wiped its face.

Little White raised its front paw and pointed in front.

”We're here? That was quite fast.” Vladimir looked back and they had not been able to see the pet shop for a long time already.

This was a fairly common alley in Binhai City. There were not many pedestrians, the road looked clean and tidy, and the environment was quiet.

In front of them was an antique two-story building, similar to the Amazing Fate Pet Shop, but the decoration was more exquisite and elegant.

Like ordinary cats, Vladimir shrunk his pupils in the sun to reduce light intake, avoid the damage to the retina caused by too much sunlight, and carefully look at the store's signboard—Back to the Old Days?

The name of this shop had more artistic conception and connotation than most of the shops. It seemed as if you could see an object changing from new to old, losing its owner's favor, being thrown into the corner full of dust, and finally picked up by a pair of talent scout's hands in the sunset, gently wiping away the dust, and rediscovering its value.

Literary accomplishment, especially the ordinary people with insufficient ancient literary accomplishment, would find it difficult to come up with such an extraordinary name.

Vladimir didn't have much hope for this trip, but when he saw the name of the store, he thought of Zhu Jisheng's status as a master of Chinese culture. He believed it a little more and was no longer as sleepy as before.

It was just that he did not know what kind of shop this was.

The shop was wide and spacious, and it was a bit dark inside. There were a few pedestrians that hurried past the shop and did not stop to enter the shop.

Vladimir always despised the enemy strategically, attached importance to the enemy tactically, and in the face of unknown circumstances, he did not choose to rush forward. Instead, it gestured to Little White and had Little White stand by the same spot while it ran around the shop.

What made it a bit disappointed was that the shop did not have a back door, and the windows were closed. It was not able to quietly sneak in, and could only wait under the tree, hoping that a hare would kill itself by crashing into a tree trunk.