Strange Life of a Cat
Chapter 299 - Chapter 299 292 Your Lucky Cat was scared away by that dog

Chapter 299: 292 Your Lucky Cat was scared away by that dog. Chapter 299: 292 Your Lucky Cat was scared away by that dog. The man did not give Zheng Xuan and Mr. Jiao a second glance but walked straight ahead.

After passing by the man, Zheng Xuan looked back and then prepared to take Mr. Jiao and Yuan Zhiyi downstairs to leave.

Zheng Tan stayed in the backpack behind Mr. Jiao, watching that person. He saw him walk to the door of room 215. Just then, the door opened and a woman in her thirties stepped out.

The woman initially had a smile on her face, but it faded as soon as she saw the person at the door. Frowning, she asked, “Why are you here? Is the matter on your end taken care of yet…”

Before the woman could finish speaking, the man at the door grabbed her by the throat and pinned her against the wall.

“Even you betray me!!”

The man almost yelled out those words. Zheng Tan felt that something was off with the man’s emotions. He had been too calm before, but now it seemed all his rage was bursting out, making it chilling to witness.

Others from room 215 came out to try to calm the man down. Unfortunately, their efforts were in vain. Instead, the man kicked them aside, and even the waitstaff who came to mediate got knocked to the floor.

At this point, people around realized something was wrong. Some tried to intervene, while others quickly hid in their rooms.

The soundproofing of the Ancient Zither House rooms was indeed excellent, so much so that those in the rooms were unaware of the incident occurring in the hallway.

Several young men attempted to stop the seemingly crazed man, but unexpectedly, he pulled out a foldable knife, over 20 centimeters long. Zheng Tan didn’t think this guy usually carried it around; it seemed likely he had come here prepared to do something drastic. When people are desperate, they are capable of anything.

The first two men to intervene received injuries: one had his arm sliced, and the other was stabbed in the shoulder. These were the outcomes even though they quickly dodged; otherwise, the injuries could have been much worse.

When Yuan Zhiyi and the others heard the argument, they stopped and turned to look in that direction. Yuan Zhiyi and Mr. Jiao even thought about going over to help, but Zheng Xuan held them back. Knowing the man’s background — a former street punk who had made a fortune in business but was recently sabotaged by a rival leading to bankruptcy — Zheng Xuan knew he was paranoid and desperate. Men like Mr. Jiao and Yuan Zhiyi, who weren’t fighters, would only be walking into a beatdown. Moreover, given the man’s unstable emotional state, Zheng Xuan guessed he might have decided to go all out without regard for the consequences. It was better not to get involved.

As Zheng Xuan, Yuan Zhiyi, and Mr. Jiao walked toward the stairs to leave, they did not pay attention to the ongoing conflict but could tell from the voices that the struggle was continuing. There were several security personnel from the Ancient Zither House nearby their floor.

While Zheng Xuan and the others didn’t see what happened next, Zheng Tan continued to observe. Although the Ancient Zither House’s security wasn’t composed of fighting experts, three of them against one managed only just to gain the upper hand — this isn’t to say the security was weak, but they had their hands tied somewhat by regulations, while their opponent fought wildly without restraint, attacking anyone in sight.

When one security member saw an opportunity to kick the knife from the man’s hand, the man quickly dodged, but not fully, as his arm was grazed by the kick. The arm went numb, and the knife flew out of his hand.

The knife flew past between Yuan Zhiyi and Mr. Jiao. Zheng Tan, who had been craning his neck to look in that direction, nearly felt the knife graze his ear as it passed by, sensing the chilling hardness of the metal.

The three who just started descending the stairs paused momentarily due to the knife flying past.

Sweat broke out on Yuan Zhiyi’s forehead as he looked at the mark left by the foldable knife on the stair railing, imagining what could have happened had the knife struck them.

“Fuck!” Yuan Zhiyi cursed, his voice trembling slightly, unsure whether to call it bad luck or good fortune.

As Mr. Jiao was about to comfort Yuan Zhiyi, he felt a lightening on his back and, setting aside further conversation with Yuan Zhiyi, turned to look back. He saw his cat sprinting toward the melee, moving incredibly fast.

“Heitan!”

After regaining his composure from the near ear-slicing incident, Zheng Tan felt his anger, stemming from issues with his father, flare up again. Without much thought, he leaped out of the backpack, filled with rage, and charged toward the fray, ignoring Mr. Jiao’s calls.

Chairman Shu, who was dining with friends in room 216, was just rinsing his mouth and opened the door to head to the restroom. Unexpectedly, upon opening the door, he saw a person covered in blood being kicked in the back by a leaping Black Cat.

“Pfft!”

The mouthwash he was swishing sprayed out in a burst of shock.

Under normal circumstances, most people would scream and shut the door to take refuge or doubt their own eyes, believing they’d hallucinated, especially with the room filled with blues music setting a harmonious atmosphere. Who would expect to see such a dramatically different, violent, and bloody scene upon opening the door?

But as Zheng Xuan said, Chairman Shu was an interesting person, quite unorthodox.

So, while others might scream and shut their doors, Chairman Shu’s spirits lifted, he rolled up his sleeves and loudly declared, “Mars, attack!”

Not only was Mars charged to engage, but Chairman Shu was also ready to join the fray himself, clearly intent on taking down the threat with his pet.

Unfortunately, before Chairman Shu could fully step out of the private room and before Mars could burst out, the man whom Zheng Tan had kicked forcefully to the ground had already been subdued by the security staff downstairs. According to them, the police were about to arrive soon.

Neither the man nor the dog, who were ready to take action, had actually managed to use their strength.

After that kick, Zheng Tan felt much better. Seeing that the man was subdued by the security personnel here, he knew the situation was under control and prepared to return to Mr. Jiao. As he turned around, Zheng Tan found himself facing a large, black dog face, almost the size of half of his body.

Zheng Tan: “…”

Mr. Jiao was already running towards him, his face still showing unsubsided worry. He had not expected his cat to be bold enough to charge forward. When he saw his cat rushing towards the man, his heart almost leapt to his throat. Now that the situation was resolved, Mr. Jiao looked at the cat running towards him and thought about giving him a good scolding later.

Unexpectedly, as he stretched out his arms to catch the cat that was supposed to jump into them, Mr. Jiao realized he was utterly mistaken.

Zheng Tan ran straight past Mr. Jiao, heading quickly toward the staircase and then running outside towards the front door of Ancient Zither House, completely ignoring Mr. Jiao’s outstretched arms.

Mr. Jiao: “…”

Seeing this, Yuan Zhiyi shouted, “Mingsheng, hurry, your Lucky Cat got scared off by that dog!”

Mars, who had initially approached out of curiosity to sniff around and greet Zheng Tan in the dog’s way, didn’t expect Zheng Tan to just run off. Mars tilted his head and looked at his owner, Chairman Shu, seemingly puzzled.

The fight hadn’t happened, and no credit was earned; instead, he got blamed for “scaring off the cat.”

But Chairman Shu couldn’t refute it since Yuan Zhiyi’s explanation was what everyone else believed. Otherwise, why would the cat suddenly turn and run?

Actually, Yuan Zhiyi and the others were all wrong. Zheng Tan hadn’t turned and run because he was scared of the big dog. He clearly knew the intentions of the approaching animal, whether good or bad. The big dog named Mars had kind eyes, probably used to seeing many other animals and getting along with cats on normal days. He wasn’t afraid of getting scolded by Mr. Jiao either. Instead, he remembered something.

He remembered, when he came here to argue with his father at Ancient Zither House that year, he had also encountered a similar incident. However, when he arrived that time, there were already several police cars and ambulances outside the door. The people being carried out were covered in bloodstains, leaving both adults and children in shock. If this incident was the same one he had encountered back then, then the “Zheng Tan” living at this point in time should be driving here, and he might already be at the front of Ancient Zither House!

With that in mind, Zheng Tan had no intention of taking care of anything else and rushed out immediately.

By the time Zheng Tan reached the entrance, police cars had arrived, and many people had gathered around. Zheng Tan’s father was shouting towards a direction, looking quite upset.

He must have come!

Zheng Tan ran towards that direction. Because there were too many people gathered around, he jumped from a nearby parked car and then searched for that figure and the familiar car.

He found the car, but when Zheng Tan looked over, he only saw the forcefully closed car door.

That was the car!

It was the car that Zheng Tan’s father had bought for Zheng Tan’s birthday, not because he was particularly fond of his son, but to stop Zheng Tan from meddling in his affairs. Normally, the car was driven by a dedicated driver since Zheng Tan at that time was still a minor, just like Jiao Yuan.

Seeing that the car was driving away, Zheng Tan immediately chased after it. He wanted to shout, “Wait for me, damn it,” but unfortunately, he couldn’t make a sound and could only keep running towards it.

Mr. Jiao came out of Ancient Zither House and peered through the crowd outside, just in time to see his cat darting across the road in front of Ancient Zither House. With the traffic moving back and forth, Mr. Jiao turned pale and broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing that Zheng Tan safely made it across, he still couldn’t relax, and soon, he realized he couldn’t see the black shadow of the cat anymore.

Zheng Tan sprinted, unable to see the person in the driver’s seat inside the car. Just when he was about to catch up, the vehicle already crossing an intersection accelerated upon entering a broader street, further lengthening the distance between them.

Zheng Tan couldn’t pin his hopes on the cars passing on the road, not knowing where they would head; he had to rely on himself. While running in the pedestrian area beside the road, he recalled where he had gone after arguing with his father at Ancient Zither House back then. Yet, he couldn’t recall anything at the moment. He thought about where he used to go when he was upset. To chase after the increasingly distant car, Zheng Tan even took a shortcut. He used to drive around this area frequently and was fairly familiar with the local geography, so even though he hadn’t been here for a few years, he still remembered some of it.

Exiting from a small path, Zheng Tan just caught a glimpse of the familiar car passing by. Without stopping to rest, he continued the pursuit.

Zheng Tan wasn’t sure about his own motivation; right now, he just thought that it would be nice if he could see with his own eyes.

False? Real?

Dream? Not a dream?

If he truly had returned to the past and transformed into this black cat, was the person existing at that time point still living a life as originally planned?(To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (NovelFire.net) to vote for it, recommend tickets or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.NovelFire.net.)