She rolled her eyes, bought a chicken at the mall, and kicked it in the rear end.
The chicken was kicked and, in pain, flew away with a few clucking sounds.
The bandits' eyes lit up when they saw the chicken.
"There are...there are chickens, such fat chickens..."
"Catch it! This tastes much better than wolf cubs!"
As they spoke, the two pounced on the chicken, forgetting about the wolf cub beside them.
While the two were catching chickens, Wan Qiqi quickly rescued the wolf cub, grabbed the little monkey, and ran away.
After running several dozen meters and seeing no one following, he stopped to look at the wolf cub in his hand.
She put the wolf cub on the ground, and the wolf cub in the little monkey's hand was also put down.
The healthy wolf walked over to the other wolf cub and nudged it with its nose, as if checking its injuries.
Then the two wolf cubs whimpered for a long time, as if one of them was accusing the other and giving its last words.
The healthy little wolf pulled its head back to the little monkey's feet, looking somewhat disappointed.
The dying wolf cub looked at the little monkey, then at Wan Qiqi, and whimpered twice, as if to express its gratitude to Wan Qiqi.
Then, it slowly closed its eyes.
The wolf cub at the little monkey's feet let out a mournful howl, stretching out its paw as if gesturing for the little monkey to hug it, as if it wanted to fulfill the last wish of the other little one.
Instead of burying the wolf cub's body, Wan Qiqi took it, along with the little monkey and the wolf cub, and headed towards the muddy ground.
The air in Niping was thick with the stench of blood, and people were being bitten and torn apart by wolves.
Geng Laosan and Xie Xing had many wounds, but they were still in good condition.
Pang, the county magistrate, was already panting heavily, and blood kept seeping from the wound on his waist and abdomen, stimulating the wolf's bloodlust.
Wan Qiqi was mentally prepared, but she was still shocked by the scene!
On the muddy plain, the corpses of government soldiers and bandits were piled up like mountains, and severed limbs were everywhere.
Three adult wolves lay dead on the ground, while the remaining five wolves continued to fight, their bodies covered in wounds from which blood was seeping.
Wan Qiqi's stomach churned again, as if it were roaring in response to this struggle.
No matter what kind of war it is, it brings death.
Countless deaths!
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