This kind of strange speculation full of malice, Eleven doesn't know who came out of it.

But for Eleven, if he can make his side a little cleaner, it won't necessarily be a bad thing.

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"Cut, drag what!"

Seeing that Eleven ignored herself, Huang Tingting snorted disdainfully, she didn't say anything, but returned to her seat, took out a small round mirror and lipstick and continued to dress up.

Later, many students came in one after another.

Jiang Fei, the class leader, glanced at the students who came in from time to time, and finally his eyes lit up after being disappointed again and again.

A tall and handsome boy walked in, dressed in a famous brand, his skin was very white, and as soon as he entered the door, many girls couldn't help but look over.

This is Guo Jie, the Prince Charming in the minds of most of the girls in the class, but in Eleven's mind, he is just a big boy who likes to be showy and has a lot of vanity.

Guo Jie was followed by the class flower of the class.

Guo Rongrong, Guo Jie's sister.

Eleven subconsciously glanced at it, this girl was fine, and her complexion was much better than when they met yesterday.

The parents of the Guo family are the CEOs of a large company, and they belong to the kind of people who are surrounded by people at school.

The squad leader likes Guo Jie, Eleven can see this, but that's all.

He doesn't have the middle two physique possessed by a detective, so naturally it is impossible for him to spread the news around like a clown.

At dawn the next day, as always, Eleven went to school, and as he passed a garbage pond on the way, something caught his eye.

A dirty black cat, the size of a mineral water bottle, a tiny little milk cat.

But it's not just the poor stray cats.

The cat was rummaging through the garbage heap on the ground, and its right eye was good, but its left eye was completely broken, and it had turned into a terrible body of blue and yellow pus.

There is a hole in the skin of the left eye and ear, and at this angle, you can see the tail of a meat worm the size of a small thumb peeking out of the mouth.

Just like maggots, the fleshy ones are a little disgusting.

Eleven knows that this is a very bad parasite.

At this time, the parasite was writhing in the mouth, and under the skin around the cat's left eye, the whole skin was already bulging and wriggling, and it looked very terrifying.

But the cat doesn't bark either, it seems to be numb.

It continued to rummage through the garbage heap, and then, as if it had found something to eat, it began to scream excitedly.

When you look closely, it is some leftovers from fast food, but the black cat doesn't eat it directly, just meowing.

Eleven was puzzled when a blind Chinese pastoral dog ran over from behind the garbage heap.

The eyes were closed, the blood and tears had dried, and the face was mushy, dirty, and there were flies circling around.

Hearing the sound, the pastoral dog came to the pile of food, sniffed it, and began to eat, and Eleven found that the dog's hair had been burned.

It doesn't matter, the problem is that it is burned very symmetrically, as if someone is entertaining the show, and it is obviously deliberate.

Eleven's hand was carrying a bun bought on the side of the road, three, a big meat bun, and he hadn't started eating yet.

But there were other people on the side of the road, and he didn't want to give buns to these poor little creatures in front of people, and the reason was that he didn't want to be watched.

Just as he was about to leave, the cat's reaction made him stop unconsciously.

I saw the cat bite a piece of meat from the pile of fast food leftovers, and then ran towards the back of the garbage heap.

Eleven was curious, so he looked at it from a different angle, and then he saw the situation behind it.

It's a mouse, a fat mouse the size of a kitten, but it's very old.

Not dead yet, but lying on the ground, his body moving from time to time, it seems that he is not far from death.

The kitten took the meat in his mouth to the mouse, and then went to the blind country dog to eat with him.

The mouse's mouth moved, and after sniffing for a while, it was a slow chewing that seemed difficult.

Cats, mice and dogs together, this is indeed a rare combination.

Usually people in the worldview are cats and dogs together, but as a mouse that everyone shouts at when they cross the street, they can't be integrated at all.

It is the so-called beginning of the beast, and the nature is good.

Or is it just because of the desperate desire to find a companion, in order not to face this cruel world alone?

It is impossible to define, but animals are not emotionless, people call themselves advanced animals, but sometimes simple things like to over-interpret and think about what is wrong.

It's just a few lonely souls walking together who don't want to be alone.

Mammals are born with strong feelings, and cold-blooded animals are only cold-blooded because of their constitution, but people like to use cold-blooded animals as a synonym for emotionlessness.

But I don't know that cold-blooded animals and cold-blooded words are completely different things, but compared to mammals, the emotional difference is a little bigger.

Of course, it is not only mammals that are emotionally valued, and the simplest primary school textbook, the chicken mother, is a good representative.

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This time, Thirteen didn't leave directly.

Or on a whim, or just want to do something unilaterally, in short, if you want to do it, just do it.

Of course, he won't be so bored as to take a video with his mobile phone and post it on the Internet, and then make a mockery on the Internet to win people's attention.

This kind of behavior is too disgusting in the organization.

Because it's too secular.

If Eleven becomes an ordinary person who can do such a thing, then he will not be far from Zhang Yue's status in the organization.

He approached the mouse, and the little black milk cat heard the noise, and quickly turned his head and rushed over, instantly blowing his hair, and making a posture to attack.

Meow meow, a low chirp of warning.

The pastoral dog next to him also heard the sound and pounced, and barked at Eleven in the general direction of Eleven's scent, but the voice sounded weak.

It is worth mentioning that the black cat's face is a little scary, especially now that it is about to attack, which makes people unconsciously look away.

The writhing parasite is heart-wrenching.

Eleven took one of the buns out of the bag and split them in half, revealing the meat in the middle.

He put the bun in front of the black cat and the blind dog, and the black cat and the dog stopped barking, but still did not retreat.

The cat stared at Eleven, and Eleven was about to touch its head, but unexpectedly, the cat suddenly grabbed it with a paw, and Eleven's right hand was directly scratched.

The blood flowed out immediately, but the wound was not deep.

But it's still a little scary.

Eleven didn't react much, and after quickly withdrawing his hand, he comforted himself in his heart:

Thankfully, I wasn't bitten.

Otherwise, if you are bitten directly into the flesh of your hand, the wound will be a little difficult to treat.