Chapter 41: Weapon fashioned against Harry
The screaming sounded like the earth was caving in and Lin wei ran back into her room. But Garry and Lu Chen were already out too, the three stared at themselves for a minute, before making a bee line for her room.
Harry laid on the bed, his shirt ripped, his hands raised to shield is head as the claw of the puny cat made a furious pattern of scratches on him.
"What the fu_" Lu Chen made to grab the weapon fashioned against Harry_cat, but it slinked away.
Harry coughed violently on the bed and Lin wei wondered worriedly if he had swallowed a cat hair.
Apparently it could give you tuberculosis or something like that.
The cat meowed and stared at them indignantly as if they were wrong for staring at her majestic fighting skills without an applause. The six of them stayed in the room.
Lu Chen, Lin wei, Harry, Garry, the cat from hell, and the thick uncomfortable silence. After the bone shattering and gut wrenching scream earlier, this silence made for an uncomfortable interrogation.
Finally, Lu Chen seem to have gotten his jaws off the floor, because he was the one who hurried to the groaning mess on the bed.
"Are you okay? Hospital quick!" He barked.
But Harry shook his head rapidly, murmuring some words Lin wei was too far to hear. Garry watched the unfolding drama like a diplomat planning the next war move.
"What?"