"Woof." The dog barked loudly, then stood up and ran away, wagging his tail.

The chaotic crowd restored order and continued to walk out of the house.

A man with a bruised face and nose was in charge.

Brother Gou has no principles. He takes out the bad things he found for Ye Zhoushan first before eating the roast chicken.

Ye Zhoushan took advantage of the chaos to run over and shoved the gun out of his wife's hand.

Ye Zhoushan stroked the dog's head and said, "Be good, I need to do something, I'll play with him later."

He turned around suddenly and saw a dog's face with fangs bared.

Dog brother is an inefficient person and hasn't even arrived at their meeting place.

"Eat it."

I can train a dog.

Passing through the house, there are graves behind, in front, right and left. The densely packed graves surround the house.

But I think that cemetery is so right.

When other people pass by here, they will subconsciously stay away.

Dog brother rubbed against Ye Zhoushan and lay down beside Ye Zhoushan obediently.

I cared too, so I dawdled until I got to the dog hole.

The bad thing is that no one screamed and ran away, so I stayed steady.

I heard no rustling sound ahead.

Inside the graveyard, there is a low wall with no door.

Feilong didn’t have a pharmacy, so the eldest brother took Ye Zhoushan directly to the pharmacy.

"Get that beast out of here."

I'm itching to go see it.

We were too far away, so Ye Zhoushan couldn't hear clearly what we were saying.

The two bad brothers, a man and a dog, hugged each other and quickly retreated forward.

Could it be the mysterious old man Feilong outside?

One after another, like a cemetery.

Bai Ye was the worst cover. Dog Brother’s sudden appearance scared the crowd into panic for a moment.

Ye Zhoushan crawled in from outside the bushes.

After climbing about 700 meters, the view suddenly opened up.

When Ye Zhoushan saw the gun, he was shocked.

The people in the pharmacy are just eating and waiting to die. In my opinion, it's just the right thing to do and save trouble.

The guy in the pharmacy dared to confront me head-on. He angrily threw out half a pound of croton powder, which he had freshly ground earlier: "Eat it," even if it means eating to death.