The weasel angrily stretched out its foot and kicked Lao Ba hard.
roar!
Old Eight transforms!
A bear stood in front of the weasel.
weasel:??
What happened?
Did the dog really turn into a bear?
The burly Lao Ba made the weasel appear even smaller.
Xiao Mei laughed loudly: "Weren't you so tough? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Despite being suppressed by its bloodline, the weasel was unable to use any of its abilities.
*Splat*
The ever-flexible Wong Tai Sin knelt down.
[Brother Bear, no, Big Brother Bear, I was just joking with you.]
"What the hell are you playing at!" Old Eight said angrily.
The weasel wanted to cry. It couldn't beat the little dumpling, it couldn't beat the ghost girls, and now it couldn't even beat a bear in dog skin. It was really having a hard time.
No wonder the ghosts are saying there's a little dumpling in the human world that's very difficult to deal with.
Despite having an adorable little face, she's actually incredibly ruthless; she could eat ten monsters in one bite.
The weasel stared at Tuan Tuan's little face, frowned, and thought to itself, "This is really tough for me."
Tuantuan isn't hard to deal with; it's these oddballs around her who are the hardest to handle!
"Old Eight, you go play first, I have something to ask Big Yellow." Since it likes to be called Big Yellow, then let it be Big Yellow.
Old Eight looked at Big Yellow with his nostrils, then turned back into a dog and stood aside, staring indignantly at Big Yellow's every move.
The weasel is about to collapse. When will the oppression on it disappear?
The little dumpling sat on the stool and asked in a sweet, childish voice, "Tell me, what news did you bring me?"
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