Covered in heavy sweat, Guan Lang was a little unbearable. ∈ eight, ∈ eight, ∈ reading, ∈ book, 2∞3↓o

There was no one else nearby, this was the pure place he was looking for.

He thought for a moment and flipped his clothes off his body, revealing bulging muscles beneath them.

"Da Da Da!"

He twisted his clothes in disgust, and in an instant sweat overflowed rapidly.

Putting his slightly cool clothes back on, he slowly walked back in the direction of the apartment.

He had just finished a vigorous workout with a strong aura, coupled with his tall figure, which discouraged other pedestrians.

Of course, in fact, it is mainly the power of Guan Lang's heavy sweat smell.

Guan Lang felt a little apologetic after finding that everyone else was walking briskly with their noses covered.

This can't blame him, in fact, he doesn't smell so much when he sweats a little, but today he has exercised excessively, and the clothes on his body don't know how much urea and organic waste are accumulated, can the smell not be great?

Guan Lang sighed, this was still a rare feeling he had experienced being avoided by others.

It's also a rare life experience.

He thought for a moment, and instead of continuing along the main road, he turned into a dark alley and walked forward.

Although he can't be blamed for the smell of sweat, it's just a normal physiological reason, but he still doesn't cause trouble to others.

The alleys are narrow, dark, and unwalked.

It was the occasional cries of children and the chatter of parents in the distance that brought some movement to the quiet environment.

"Click. There was a slight thud, and a white figure hung above his head.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a dress hanging on the drying rack that I picked out.

I don't know which family it is, so I hung my clothes in the alley.

If this kind of alley is not for the courage of the artist, ordinary people may not dare to set foot at night. → eight → eight reading, ↓o ≥

The windswept breeze in the alleyway behind made the sweat on Guan Lang's clothes evaporate, adding a touch of coolness.

Of course, Guan Lang is true, in this kind of dark alley environment like a horror movie scene, he can't wait to encounter something interesting.

With his strength, it is impossible for ordinary people to hurt him at all.

Guan Lang walked in the windy alley, still thinking about it in his head.

Suddenly, Guan Lang stopped and stood in place.

He seemed to smell something strange.

Guan Lang opened the Sixth Sense Talent Skill, and in an instant, his sense of smell rose to another level.

His nose sniffed twice in the air, and a strange expression flashed across his face.

Does it really smell of blood?

Guan Lang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect to really have an accident for him.

Smelling blood, he certainly couldn't walk away as if he hadn't noticed.

Although the muscles of the body are still a little sore, the strength and physical strength are still at the level of 90% in the state of victory.

It's still no problem to beat dozens of strong men who don't have ucang weapons.

Guan Lang followed the trajectory of the subtle gas molecules in the air, climbed over several high walls lightly, and quickly crossed the urban village.

There was a soft sound of "da", and Guan Lang's figure stood on a two-meter wall like a flash.

"Huh?" Guan Lang's eyes glanced condescendingly below.

The source of the smell of blood was a bloody piece of flesh, with dark red blood-stained fur and patches of flesh scattered around it.

Looking like a cat?

"The technology has declined, this skin has not been peeled clean, next time it will be scalded with boiling water, hehe. A chuckling male voice came with a pile of bloodstained tools, knives, drills, tweezers, and awls.

"It's okay, this Chinchilla is the main thing, and the people in the group like to watch these breeds of cats abuse the most. The man standing next to him held up his mobile phone to take pictures, urging with a smile. "Hurry up, I specially brought a sound collection device, I can record all the screams, how much should the price of each of these high-quality products be set?"

Guan Lang twisted his eyebrows, looking at the blood on the hands of the two of them and the smiles on their faces, he shuddered a little.

He'd heard before that someone was taking pleasure in sadomasochistic cats, but he didn't expect to be able to bump into them so coincidentally.

Listening to the tone of the two, it's obviously not the first time they've been sadistic, and there is also a "group of like-minded friends"?

In order to carry out their sadistic activities, the two also brought enough tools and specially picked the corner of the lonely alley here, which was really painstaking.

Are they psychopaths?

Guan Lang is not a member of an animal protection organization, and he also opposes the argument that the right to life of animals is on an equal footing with human beings.

But this kind of behavior of skinning and fleshing and sadism for the sake of violent Yuwang is still a little difficult for him to understand.

"Hiss"

Guan Lang sighed.

Jumped off the wall.

A dark shadow flashed over the two of them.

The two of them shook their spirits and hurriedly turned against the wall to observe their surroundings.

Guan Lang didn't plan to hide, he stood quietly in place, a pair of slightly squinted eyes like two knives piercing the hearts of the two.

made the hearts of the two of them beat suddenly, puff and puff beat wildly.

Guan Lang took a few steps closer, squatted down, and gently opened the door of the iron cage with his hand, and the Jinjira in the cage was gray, with a cat tag with a coo on his chest.

It's really his neighbor's cat.

"What do you want to feed, this is my cat, don't touch it!" The man noticed that Guan Lang bent down, reached out towards the cage, and shook his throat to warn.

"Is this your cat?"

Guan Lang just glanced up, which frightened him, and he hurriedly grabbed the knife in his hand and gestured at Guan Lang tremblingly.

Although Guan Lang did not release his momentum, under the influence of his stronger and stronger spirit, the leaked anger still made the two of them feel like they were on the edge of the abyss.

This is the fear of being crushed at the level of the gene chain.

He didn't know why he was so nervous, but the muscles of the man in front of him, the thick body like a wall, and the dexterity of jumping from a wall more than two meters high, were obviously not something that his two thin men could resist.

He clutched the knife tightly in his hand, as if the silver-glowing metal blade would give him a sense of security, and the other man in charge of the shooting was not much better, holding the flame-breathing electric igniter and shaking his hands like a sieve.

Although the two of them can be ruthless and cruel to stray cats and captured domestic cats, they are just two soft goods who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard.

In fact, the vast majority of cat sadistic enthusiasts are contradictory individuals who are violent but timid and can only get kuaigan from this sadistic treatment of felines.

"You have a knife in your hand, and you don't dare to attack me, an unarmed man? Guan Lang checked Chinchilla, there were no injuries, clapped his palms and stood up, and said in a slightly mocking tone.

"Don't provoke me! the knife has no eyes, you better get out of here!" the man said the most ferocious words in the most cowardly tone. 11