The notes left by Yu Ji of Ming family recorded a lot of unimaginable knowledge. Zhang Jiao suspected that he could not finish the research after spending his whole life.

He easily got rid of his competitors and even took over their businesses. Zhang Jiao's business was getting bigger and bigger. He was making more and more money. But the smell of blood on his hands became heavier and heavier.

More money attracted more illegal people, including thieves and robbers. Zhang Jiao was always vigilant. In addition to continuing his research, he also acquired many technology companies to let them develop more advanced security equipment, including armed robots, which were used to protect his safety.

Zhang Jiao's suspicion is also growing. His wife's betrayal of him has cast a shadow on his heart. He did not marry again, and even the bodyguards no longer trusted him. Because the bodyguards may betray him at will.

Zhang Jiao locked himself in a thick wall, and someone sent him food every week. His daily entertainment was to watch TV. Except for the people who delivered food, he basically did not see anyone outside.

He is too lazy to even move now. His daily fixed activity is to lie on the comfortable bed, staring at the screen, holding the remote control in one hand and dessert in the other.

If the dessert crumbs accidentally fall on your body, Zhang Jiao will use his mind to order the cat: Come here and clean it up.

The cat lives in the next room. Once the owner summons it, it will come respectfully. The owner falls to the ground and the debris on his clothes, and it will lick it clean little by little. It is now taller, with a tiger-back and bear-waist.

However, Zhang Jiao felt that it was getting more and more difficult to control it. Perhaps because the cat's body was getting bigger and its resistance to thinking control increased. Sometimes he ordered the cat with his thinking, but the cat hesitated and refused to act. He felt that it was time to prepare a new potion. Zhang Jiao's potion had been used up, and he felt that he wanted to prepare some for the cat to drink. Let it be with him for a hundred years, no, a servant for a thousand years.

Zhang Jiao is much fatter now, living in a quiet place and often not exercising, which makes him bloated and slow in movement. He struggled to enter the basement, where he developed various secret medicines, and the Ming family's scroll is also there.

He opened the scroll and found the recipe for "Thinking Control Potion". Then he became busy on the test bench. The cat quietly walked into the basement and nestled in the corner, making a heavy breathing sound, and his red eyes stared at him without blinking.

Zhang Jiao was sweating profusely after a while. He found that he was now unable to control his body balance. He was not careful and the test tube fell off his hand and fell to the ground.

Zhang Jiao ordered Maoer: Come and clean up.

The cat stared at the glass fragments all over the ground and hesitated. It was worried that the glass would hurt it.

"Use your tail, use your claws, even if you lick it... Just clean it up. Why are you so disobedient!" Zhang Jiao was angry. Is the cat demented? He played the flute, but it didn't work.

The cat took a step back, bent his waist, purring dissatisfied purrs, and his eyes shining. Zhang Jiao thought, this was the first time he had encountered such a strong resistance.

It was hard to say whether he was angry or afraid. He angrily picked up a cane and drove the cat back to its room. Zhang Jiao locked the door. He wanted to starve it for two or three days to let it know who the owner was.

Zhang Jiao started to make the potion again. The cat was hungry and scratched the door with its paws. It meowed like a begging for mercy. Zhang Jiao ignored it.

The cat's meows are getting duller day by day.

Zhang Jiao's potion is gradually approaching success.

When the potion was finally ready, it was already a few days later. Zhang Jiao wiped the sweat from his head and thought, feed the cat quickly and the problem would be completely solved.

However, when he came to the door of the room, the cat stopped moaning. Zhang Jiao knocked on the door in confusion, thinking, could he starve to death? He quietly opened a small crack in the door and looked inside.

The cat disappeared, and there was only a huge tiger inside the door. Its head was twice as big as an ordinary tiger. Its iron-green teeth pierced out of the mouth, its skin cracked, forming wrinkles, and the blood vessels below could be seen vaguely beating. The tiger's eyes were black, deep like an abyss, and it didn't even blink.

A ball of shiny light spheres surround the tiger, and they screamed in flight. Whenever the tiger opens its mouth, a ball of light drills into its mouth. The tiger smacks its mouth, as if it eats it with relish. Whenever it eats a ball of light, the tiger's eyes become darker and bigger.

Zhang Jiao felt that the light ball seemed to have seen somewhere. The whole room was filled with a breath of death. An ominous premonition arose in his heart, making his hands and feet cold. He hurriedly closed the door.

However, his voice caught the tiger's attention. Zhang Jiao felt a powerful force hitting the door, and his whole body flew up, and the bottle of potion fell to the ground, shattering it.

Zhang Jiao found out how stupid he was. The security equipment was installed outside the room, and there were no bodyguards or servants. His research results were all in the laboratory and were not carried with him.

The tiger walked out of the door with elegant steps. It had a meat pad on its soles, without any sound, but its heavy body made the floor tremble. The light balls screamed and surrounded its head, like a group of out-of-control elves.

Zhang Jiao lay on the ground, not even dared to move. What method should he use to deal with this tiger?

His mouth trembled, and there was no sound at all. He was so trembling that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

The tiger looked at him with interest, not knowing what he was thinking in his deep eyes. It suddenly tilted its head and screamed, like a cat.

Zhang Jiao was stunned for a moment. He understood that even if his appearance changed, it was still a cat.

He smiled and took a dessert from the table: "Good cat, come here to have a snack. Don't you like this the most?" Suddenly, his feet slipped, and it turned out that he had stepped on the potion just now, and Zhang Jiao sat on the ground. The desserts in his hand were scattered everywhere, and even some of his clothes were stained.

The tiger walked over step by step, sticking out his tongue to lick the snacks on the ground.

"Yes, good cat, lick it." Zhang Jiao nodded. He found that he was exhausted and could not stand up, so he lay on the floor. He patted the tiger's head friendly, thinking that this was really a false alarm.

The tiger's tongue licked the floor, and the snacks on the floor were licked clean. Zhang Jiao did not feel that the tiger's tongue was so powerful that a layer of skin was licked on the floor.
Chapter completed!