Chapter 439 Of Imps and Fishes (1/2)

Chapter 439: Of Imps and Fishes

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Sensing the Native Americans' evil intent, Ah Meow, who had been waiting in Li Du's backpack, popped out, wiggled his paws and howled non-stop, showing that he was ready for battle.

Seeing Ah Meow, a few Native Americans looked interested in him. They started to point at him; their eyes were fiery with passion.

Li Du knew this expression very well. When he was hunting at the National Park previously, the Native Americans of the Comanche tribe, which Harris had been leading, had shown the same expressions upon seeing Ah Meow.

As ocelots were deemed brave and fierce fighters in the jungle, many Native Americans regarded them as totems. Some wealthy Native Americans loved keeping ocelots as pets.

But, of course, other ocelots were neither as ferocious as nor as intelligent as Ah Meow.

In order to avoid any conflict, Li Du stuffed Ah Meow back into his backpack.

In the end, as one could not manage too many matters at one time, Crispy Noodles popped his head out, and waving his paws and howling at the Native Americans.

Li Du could only press him back down, before warning him sternly, ”Don't come out, and stay in there obediently!”

Ah Meow continued to wave his paws and was howling away; he had wanted to get out and fight for Li Du. However, as there was little space in the backpack, his movements to the left and right caused him to scratch Crispy Noodles by accident.

A commotion was brewing: Crispy Noodle was unhappy with the scratch while Ah Meow was agitated; they almost got into a fight instead.

Li Du was miserable; he had no choice but to give Ah Meow a piece of dried fish and also handed Crispy Noodles a few raisins.

As such, with a snack each, the two fellas quieted down.

A few minutes later, Hans, together with Big Quinn, swiftly rushed over. They saw that Li Du and Godzilla were surrounded. Big Quinn dashed into the crowd furiously, and shouted, ”What are you guys trying to do?”

The surrounding Native Americans backed off, with fear on their faces. Big Quinn's appearance, expression and huge physique looked really threatening.

Some other beefy-looking Native Americans came rushing over from the back; they looked equally aggressive. Upon seeing them, those Native Americans who were initially fearful of Big Quinn became confident and surrounded them once again.

Li Du asked, ”What's happening?”

Hans laughed bitterly, ”Did they see your two feathers? D*mn it, I should have left them behind.”

Li Du tried to recollect. ”Yes, they only behaved this way upon seeing the feathers. What's actually happening?”

Hans said, ”Our feathers represent our friendship with the Hopis while the people here are the Navajos. The two parties are enemies. Do you get it now?”

The Hopis had always deemed the land as sacred because agriculture was an important component of their culture. Without the land, there would not be any agriculture.

Then, their neighbors were the Navajos. Both tribes continued to reside on their own ancestral lands.