C855 Die

Blood flowed down the dog's belly.

The military knife that had entered Dog's stomach was spinning, constantly bringing more and more unbearable pain to Dog, and its entire body was constantly twitching.

It wanted to let out a shrill scream, but it was completely blocked.

That strength was shocking. Even if Dog struggled on the verge of death, it was of no use at all.

Puchi, puchi..