After arguing with his mother for a long time, Wang Wei finally couldn't argue. His stubborn mother took the money and went outside to count it, which was 1200 yuan. WWw.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.COmHow many chickens does the mother have to pluck to have so much money? Thinking of this, he carefully wrapped the 1200 yuan tightly in the plastic bag and put it in the storage space.
I hailed a taxi and spent about 10 yuan to get to the intersection of Yiyuan Road and Gong'an Road. Although my mother was reluctant to use the money, the 10,000 yuan given by my godfather was still very aggressive to use.
When he got out of the car, he looked around and found that there was no one around. One side of the road was an open space after demolition. On the edge of the open space against the road, there were two dilapidated storefronts. When he walked to the door of the two dilapidated stores, he found a sign hanging above them that read "Gongan Road Demolition Office."
"Is this the demolition office? Is this the legendary demolition office that is so fat that it drips oil on the ground?" Looking at the two tattered facades, he wordlessly stretched out a hand and pushed the rolling shutter twice.
"Cang Dang! Cang Dang..."
The whole door shook with just a few gentle pushes from him, as if the whole door was about to fall down! It felt like the whole house was about to collapse, and a cloud of dust immediately fell from it. even! He even dropped a small brick. If it hadn't been for the help of his perception and reaction, he would have hit himself hard!
Just when he couldn't figure out what was going on, a whining sound came from the foot of the wall next to him.
He looked over for the sound, only to find a puppy huddled up in the corner over there, looking up at him and whining.
"Dog?" He immediately became excited when he saw a dog because he hated almost all pets, but dogs were the only exception because they were loyal and spiritual. So he walked over with great interest and squatted down to look at the dog carefully.
It's not an expensive dog or the least valuable dog. There are native dogs everywhere in the countryside, and they are very ugly native dogs, although they cannot be seen clearly at night. But the size can still be seen. He is also very small and looks to be only about two months old.
The puppy saw him squatting down in front of him and tilted his head to one side to look at him. And he also found it very interesting and tilted his head to the other side to look at it. But when the puppy looked at him and tilted his head to look at him, he immediately turned his head to the other side, opened his bright eyes wide at night and continued to look at him. And he thought it was very interesting and tilted his head to the side, staring at him with eyes wide open.
The puppy blinked a few times and whined twice before looking away, turning its head and backing away.
"Haha, little guy! Fight with me! You want to compete with me in staring!" Seeing that he had won, he was very happy to reach out and touch the puppy's head.
The puppy also raised his head obediently and enjoyed it. His hand moved down the puppy's head...
"What?" He frowned because he felt a little bad and the feeling coming from his hand was very unpleasant. He immediately took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it, taking a photo of the puppy.
"Which son of a bitch did this to his ancestors?" He looked at the puppy's clean fur that had fallen out and was covered in scars all over its back. But this is definitely not because this puppy has some disease. Any idiot can tell at a glance that the scars on the puppy are from burns. Moreover, the scars on the puppy's body are normal only on the back and other parts of the body. He put the hand that had just touched it to his nose and smelled it. His blackjack sense of smell, which he had just learned to cook and added 5 o'clock, immediately intensified the smell on his hand and spread it to his nose. A pungent smell of gasoline immediately filled his nose. He threw his hand aside.
"Woo~~~Woo~~~~~~~" The puppy whined twice, then lowered its head and turned to the back to add to its hind legs. And he immediately glanced at its retreat.
"Who did this for the ancestors of our ancestors?" The more you look at it, the more angry you become. I don't know what bastard did it, but he burned it with gasoline and tied the two legs together with a rope from inside its feet.
Looking at the puppy Wang Wei who was lowering his head and constantly licking the wounds on his feet with a rope on his feet, he couldn't tell how he felt. A surge of compassion also arises!
He reached out and held down the puppy's head, covering his eyes. I looked around and saw that no one took out the Kun Yuan Sword from his pocket and gently picked at the rope tied to his feet. The rope immediately disconnected without any hindrance. After sheathing the sword, he held the longer end of the rope and spoke gently to the puppy.
"Little guy, please bear with it. It'll be fine in a while!" He glanced at the puppy who was holding his head and couldn't see anything. He said softly, then he pinched the rope and jerked it hard at the same time. The hand that was holding it was also released.
"Woo~~~Woo~~~~~" A burst of severe pain made the puppy howl miserably, then it curled up into a ball and kept licking its wounds with its tongue, whining non-stop.
Seeing its pitiful appearance, Wang Wei felt distressed again. He immediately took out the only half bottle of hemostatic medicine he had and prepared to pour it on the puppy. But when the puppy saw him coming with something in his hand, he was so frightened that he dragged his legs and kept crawling back. He looked in front of him for a while, then turned around and looked at the miserable whine in his mouth in fear. Call.
"Come! Don't be afraid, little one. I'm here to treat your wound!" With the bottle of hemostatic medicine in his hand, he coaxed the puppy, which had crawled to the corner with nowhere to run, like a kid in a kindergarten.
However, he himself had no confidence that the bottle of medicine in his hand could cure its injury, because he still had a bunch of medicines prescribed by the hospital in his storage space that he had not yet used. Those things were very effective when taken by himself, but had no effect at all when taken by others. That's why he took out the potions provided by the system, but he had no idea whether they were of any use.
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