You Plan To Kill Me With Meng? - Chapter 54.1 - Prairie Lions Alliance (09)

On this prairie filled with slaughter and unrest, a small lion pride of six members is leisurely playing, the view extremely rare, like a bowl of ice-cold mung bean soup, which not only cools but also adds a touch of warmth to disperse fear.

Leading this group of one-year-old young lion cubs to make a living, the male lion Alexander, every day, like a loving father, takes full care of each cub’s needs.

It’s not hard to tell that he is currently teaching the cubs combat skills, but it seems the results are not good. Except for the white lion, who fought with him for a moment, the other cubs made for no resistance.

Even the photographer can feel Qiao Qixi’s helplessness.

Just now, he was ambushed by Miantuan because it was unexpected. Now that he has come to his senses and realized he was bitten in a deadly spot, Qiao Qixi immediately did a somersault, flipped over, and pinned Miantuan down.

Who would have known that Miantuan, which was still a bit of a tough nut just now, would so easily be overwhelmed and pressed to the ground, and after being pinned down, he gazes at him with a pair of dazzling blue eyes, clearly showing: Dad, you’re so amazing.

Various rainbow farts like these.

T/N: “Rainbow fart” (a humorous and somewhat sarcastic term in Chinese internet slang). It refers to excessive, exaggerated praise or flattery, often to the point of being unreasonably flattering. It plays on the idea that the praise is as colorful and unrealistic as a rainbow, and as trivial or light as a fart.

This left Qiao Qixi feeling complicated; was there really not a single kid who could understand that he was trying to teach them the art of fighting?!

Why is it that they all soft-heartedly* let him press them down?

T/N: 软软地 (ruǎn ruǎn de) – “Softly” or “soft-heartedly”: without resistance.

Well, at least there’s still Lao San to look forward to. He has already decided that, no matter what, the other party will show his claws.

So, Qiao Qixi let go of the useless Miantuan, secretly scheming in his heart, and confidently charged towards Zidian, who was already prepared for battle.

Bring it on, its showdown!

Set an example for the older and younger brothers, so they know what a proper lion should be like.

A proper lion, when faced with an attack, must fight back.

In most cases, what Qiao Qixi said isn’t wrong, but he forgot that he has a not-proper relationship with these five little lions.

When he pounced towards Zidian, Zidian’s first reaction was to run away. Although it wasn’t to the point of tucking his tail, his attitude of ‘don’t mess with me’ was crystal clear.

Qiao Qixi: Running away is also a strategy. Well done, I’ll keep chasing you until you fight back!

So far, he is still full of expectations towards Lao San.

The little lion’s speed of escape, of course, can’t compare to that of a three-year-old male lion. It was a sure thing that Zidian would be caught. When Qiao Qixi was about to catch up to him, perhaps he felt a sense of despair in his heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have done something like immediately lying down on the ground.

Qiao Qixi slammed on the brakes, then stared blankly at the little lion lying on its back on the ground. He was frozen for at least five or six seconds, unable to think.

After quite a while, he finally licked his lips and accepted the fact that Lao San couldn’t do it either.

Dad is so disappointed!

This was the cub Qiao Qixi had the highest hopes for, but in the end, it turned out to be just as useless as the second one. As an old father who felt hopeless about the future, Qiao Qixi, frustrated that iron can’t become steel*, pressed down on the third one and gave him a good rubbing**.

T/N: Idiom expressing frustration when something or someone doesn’t live up to expectations; efforts haven’t been paid off.

**slang for giving a harsh reprimand or physical correction, often playfully, like patting, rubbing, or lightly hitting.

The reclusive little cub glared at Qiao Qixi with innocent eyes full of embarrassment and annoyance, but because it lacked strength, it couldn’t fight back.

Qiao Qixi: Weren’t you being all fierce in front of the stray lion?

None of the five brothers responded. Qiao Qixi felt quite helpless and had no choice but to give up on teaching them how to fight. However, after he lay down, the little rascals started fighting each other.

Qiao Qixi: Alright, you guys are great.

At first, Qiao Qixi thought the little rascals were just playing around, but after watching for a while, he realized that the little rascals seemed to be serious.

It was definitely not the cute, playful pouncing they did two months ago.

Upon a closer look, he realized that Miantuan’s style was unexpectedly ruthless. Just in terms of momentum, it stood out more than the other brothers. When others faced off against the eldest, the fight wasn’t too bad, not going overboard, but when it came to fighting the third, it was simply fur flying everywhere.

This is real.

Qiao Qixi was stunned. Are the brothers really fighting like this?

Worried, he quickly stepped forward to separate the two young male lions who were fighting, then gave one of them a sharp shout, “What’s the fighting about? Did you eat too much?!”

The reactions of the two brothers to the yelling were worlds apart. Zidian gave a grunted dismissively, then turned and walked to the side to crouch down, grooming the messy fur on his body.

The dough’s expression changed extremely fast. It immediately started rubbing itself between Qiao Qixi’s limbs, trying to calm down the parent’s anger.

The innocent eyes seemed to be saying: I was just playing around.