"Fox oh fox! Tell me, why have you come to use the bathroom all alone?"
Yin Pengfei held a muzzle and rope, displaying a smug smile as he said, "Don't worry! I just did a thorough internet search on how to train dogs. Next up, obediently assist me in my task!"
Faced with the Arctic Fox, who enjoyed shaking its behind and exposing its belly.
Yin Pengfei looked indifferent, crouched down, got closer to try and put a muzzle on him, and then, holding his back with one hand, he stabbed a stainless-steel syringe into the fox's butt for a shot of Nine Dragon Body Protection.
Looking at the approaching hand of Yin Pengfei, Ansheng lifted his paw to hold the muzzle, and with a serious expression said:
"Ah Qing and the others are outside, I don't want things to get ugly, just tie the muzzle on yourself, and I'll pretend nothing happened."
"If you remain obstinate, don't blame me if I let out a whimper to summon my brothers to attack your buddy."
Master Fox's warning turned into a clear, innocent whimper that echoed in the bathroom.
"This Arctic Fox is really dumb, not running away even when someone's holding tools."
Yin Pengfei chuckled while complaining, retracting the hand pressed by the fox's paw, and tried again to put the muzzle on the fox's snout from another angle.
"Hey! Don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Seeing Yin Pengfei's persistence in ignoring his whimpering warnings, Ansheng turned back to the bathroom window he had just climbed out of, rummaged for a broom.
Seeing the strange behavior of the Arctic Fox, Yin Pengfei was a bit bewildered, just watching as the fox retrieved a broom from the bathroom and pushed it straight in front of him, causing him to open his mouth to complain:
"Are you trying...to bribe me with a broom?"
The little fox didn't respond, just sitting beside the broom head, paw pressing on the broom, controlling the position of the broomstick with side swings.
Seeing the broomstick in position, Ansheng raised his head and nudged his mouth towards Yin Pengfei: "Here comes the flying stick!"
Ansheng's paw firmly pressed the broom head, and the broomstick located under Yin Pengfei's crotch abruptly stood up.
The reddish broomstick whistled through the air, springing up and landing squarely on Yin Pengfei's crotch.
The sound of stick meeting flesh echoed within the room.
Yin Pengfei's eyes widened, mouth opened, and he sucked in a cold breath, clutching his crotch with both hands, falling to his knees on the bathroom floor, the muzzle and rope in his hands clattering to the ground.
The blow hit Yin Pengfei's 'second brother,' causing him to clutch the injured area lying on the ground, letting out a series of whimpers.
"Whimper, whimper..."
The little fox, with a strange expression, raised a paw, swiping at the muzzle on the floor.
Yin Pengfei, eyes widened and breathless from shock, hadn't noticed this scene.
When he did notice, the little fox had already pushed the muzzle up to him, turned it around, which was originally meant to restrain a dog's mouth, and shoved it straight into Yin Pengfei's mouth.
Yin Pengfei stared dumbfounded at the little fox.
The little fox executed a backflip, landing gracefully on Yin Pengfei's shoulder, and then, with a leap, jumped to the sink to turn on the tap, leisurely washing its paws.
The little fox, upon leaving, nonchalantly stepped on the stainless-steel syringe with its back paw.
As the fox kicked back, the stainless-steel syringe, intended for pigs and cows, arced through the air and directly stabbed into Yin Pengfei's butt.
With a muzzle in his mouth, Yin Pengfei was already nursing the pain upfront, now the back was aching too.
The stainless-steel syringe, meant for pigs and cows, has a very thick needle, else it wouldn't penetrate the hides of animals.
Yin Pengfei didn't pay attention to the needle thickness when buying it, anyway, it wasn't meant for him.
He never expected that the fox, after handling his front, would flip sides and poke his rear!
With the muzzle on, Yin Pengfei's kidneys twitched painfully, yet he endured, ignoring the needle in his butt, and fished out his phone from the pocket, opening a search page to type: "What to do after being beaten by a fox?"
The first line on the page displayed:
[After being attacked by a fox, we could search for nearby stones and sticks, strike with stones, and hit with sticks. If unavailable, we can use our feet to attack. Foxes are small, kicking them in the abdomen would injure their organs....]
Upon seeing the answer, Yin Pengfei's previously pained grimace showed a moment of realization.
Stick (broom), Stone hit (syringe), Kick (backflip stomping smash).....
Did the fox also have a habit of googling solutions?
Yin Pengfei was totally stunned.
"Oof oof oof.....so painful."
"Whimper, whimper..."
The little fox hummed a tune, pushed open the door of the men's room with its limbs, and returned to the dining area.
"Xiaolan, why did it take you so long?" Seeing the little fox return, Yu Xueqing couldn't help but ask in curiosity:
"You didn't do anything suspicious or sneaky inside the bathroom, right?"
"Whimper, whimper whimper——" The little fox rolled its eyes upon hearing, lifted its tail rather proudly, and leaped onto the table.
"What did the little fox say?" Mo Yiqing, upon seeing the strange action of the fox, looked at Yu Xueqing with interest.
"The little fox said, how could its business be called weird? In the bathroom, he met a friend and they had a brief chat while attending nature's call together."
Yu Xueqing thought for a moment and translated the general meaning to Mo Yiqing and Qiu Lingling.
'Whimper, whimper whimper—— Master, master, Fox met a friend in the bathroom! We also gave the place a good sweep with a broom.' The little fox said, though Yu Xueqing didn't really catch the internal meaning of some parts. The source of thɪs content is N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt
Does the little fox have friends in the bathroom?
Anything pets in the city could eat were already on the fox's menu, and what the city didn't allow to be raised were all considered the little fox's meal.
The only friend seen before was that plump King Cobra.
"Whimper, whimper whimper!"
Just returning to his seat, Ansheng lowered his head over a disposable bowl set aside by the staff, sipped a couple of drinks, then as if realizing something, he quickly nudged Yu Xueqing, pointing towards the floor-to-ceiling window outside the restaurant.
Yu Xueqing was startled, turning to look.
A 2.3-meter-tall brown bear was performing moonwalk on the street, mimicking Michael Jackson.
The brown bear was diligently performing, flawlessly acting under Master Fox's orders, using all its might to entertain.
If they didn't entertain enough,
Master Fox would have to give them a hard time.
But the brown bear, engrossed in its moonwalking act, didn't notice the roadside shared bicycle, tripped, and instinctively curled up rolling over to the restaurant's entrance.
Next up came three leopards.
The tails of the three leopards had three straps tied to them by someone, and they ran in a clockwise direction towards the restaurant, performing a hoop trick.
The cashier's relaxed expression froze, eyes flipping white, fainting to the floor.