Despite being scared, he dared not run.
Wang Dayong felt that if he obediently followed orders, he might not necessarily get into trouble, but if he turned and ran now, he was almost certain to die.
"Hey, bro, what's up?"
Running up to Jiang Xiao, Wang Dayong saw that he was holding up a small dog and examining it repeatedly.
"Old Black, do you feel that this dog... doesn't look like a dog?"
Wang Dayong chuckled awkwardly, implying that it was just a dog, what else could it be?
"People! I think they look like people. Take a closer look at their eyes."
Wang Dayong didn't dare speak; saying too much could lead to trouble. For now, it was best to keep his innocence.
After a while, Jiang Xiao seemed sure, and with fingers shaped like a knife, he lightly made a small cut on the back of a spotted dog.
Huh?
Really a dog?
Seeing the spotted dog whining pitifully, Jiang Xiao put it down. Could it be that he was overthinking?
