Northeast Golden Gradient Treats My Home as a Confinement Center

Chapter 61 Catching up

The butcher knife shone coldly, and a huge figure loomed over the puppy, blocking out the sky and the sun, like a bloodthirsty god of death.

The puppy was shivering in the cage, its four legs shaking with cold. It curled up its body, closed its eyes and dared not look at the butcher holding the knife, sobbing.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Hmph, you bastard, what are you doing barking about?" A cold snort came from the throat of the Grim Reaper.

Then, the cage made of rusty iron wire began to shake, and with a "creak", the lock was opened, and a pair of dirty big hands reached into the cage.

"Wang!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The puppies are under stress, and the mastiff blood in their bodies is automatically activated when faced with life-and-death crisis.

It stretched out its limbs, filling the entire small cage, baring its teeth and roaring madly at the butcher in front of it.

Even if it's like a moth flying into a flame!
Even if it's just an ant trying to shake a tree!
At this moment, it also has to defend its life and the dignity of being a Northeastern Hound!

"Wang!"

"Wang Wang!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"It's so noisy, can you please make this dog shut up?" Ma Lengzi was lying in the rocking chair with his eyes closed. He finally fell asleep, but was woken up by the barking of a dog, disturbing his sweet dream. He looked impatient and cursed.

"Sorry, sorry, brother-in-law, I'll kill this bastard right now." The butcher Niu Er said flatteringly with an apologetic look on his face.

Then, he quickened his hand movements, reached out to the cage, easily grabbed the puppy by the scruff of the neck, and pulled it out of the rusty iron cage.

Sometimes, it's not that you can't do it, it's that the enemy is too strong. This is not your problem, it's that the timing is wrong. You are still young, wait a little longer, you will become stronger...

But the puppy had no chance. It saw the butcher's knife in the butcher's hand, which was shining with a chilling light. There was a lot of blood on it, and it didn't know how many lives had been slaughtered.

"Hey, this puppy is actually crying. How rare." Seeing the tears in the corners of the puppy's eyes, Niu Er muttered in surprise.

He was a butcher in Shiwu Village. He learned how to slaughter pigs from an old butcher since he was a teenager. He had been a butcher for so many years, and there were at least two thousand pigs and cows that died under his knife. Even after killing so many pigs, Niu Er had never seen a pig cry or shed tears. At most, it would moan and howl a few times, and then be stabbed in the neck by a knife, killing it on the spot!

Do animals cry? Do animals fear death?
"Damn it, today is so weird. I've killed beasts for so many years, and only this puppy can cry. He cries like the full-moon babies in the village." Listening to the crying of the puppy, Niu Er felt a little uneasy and irritable. He felt as if some disaster would happen if he cut it with the knife.

Niu Er is a butcher who makes a living with his butcher knife. He has superb skills in slaughtering pigs and skinning cows. He is the executioner who controls life and death. He is full of blood and flesh. Logically, he should not believe in superstition.

But in recent years, strange things have frequently happened to him and his family. Although he is a butcher who kills pigs and sells pork and beef, his business is very booming, but he can't save any money at all. For so many years, he can only live in this shabby and small bungalow.

He is thirty-five years old and still can't find a wife.

When I first started to butcher pigs with my master, my father went to the market that month and was hit and killed on the spot by an oncoming truck. My mother, who depended on me for everything, died suddenly and inexplicably three years ago when she went to the mountains to pick wild mushrooms. There were two tooth marks on her legs, and black blood was flowing. The village doctor said that it was a bite from a ginseng-guarding snake on Changbai Mountain.

Also, the hens I raised for laying eggs were either lost or bitten to death several times.

Even Niu Er himself was ill. He often woke up in the middle of the night with a stuffy chest and difficulty breathing. Niu Er suspected that the pigs and cows he had killed were seeking revenge on him, but Niu Er did not believe in superstitions. Animals were animals. How could they seek revenge on people?

But these few days, he heard that the Mercedes Benz bought by his brother's father was damaged by a tiger, and the puppy cried again today, so Niu Er was a little shaken.

Butchers do not believe in ghosts and gods, but they often die suddenly in their prime.

"Second brother, what are you doing standing there like an idiot?"

"Isn't it just a puppy crying? It's not a big deal. You have killed so many pigs, have you never seen an animal cry?" Ma Lengzi cursed his brother-in-law when he saw him in a daze.

This brother-in-law of his own is so fierce that Ma Lengzi couldn't help shaking his head. With such a dull character, how can he get a wife?

"Yes, yes, yes. A beast is a beast. Who cares if he cries?"

His brother-in-law's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on him. Niu Er regained his composure and no longer cared about those trivial matters. He killed the puppy first. It was important to please his brother-in-law. His own matter of finding a wife had to come first!
Niu Er was skilled in killing pigs. He grabbed the puppy's neck and with his other hand, he held the gleaming pig-killing knife and pressed it against the puppy's throat.

Just a little force will create a big hole.

The puppy whimpered, and as it felt death approaching, it cried even harder.

at this time,

"boom!"

The door of Niu Er's house was kicked open by someone.

A figure appeared like a god descending from the sky.

"who!"

"Who the hell is that?"

Niu Er, who was about to kill the puppy, was frightened by the kick. He turned around and saw a strange man standing at the door. He immediately became furious and roared at the man.

"Damn it, it's you!"

When he saw that it was Shen Xing, Ma Lengzi jumped up from the recliner.

When enemies meet, they are jealous of each other!

Shen Xing didn't even look at Ma Lengzi and Niu Er, but instead fixed his gaze on the black-fur puppy in Niu Er's hand.

"Luckily I made it in time." Phew~
Shen Xing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the puppy was still alive.

"Who the hell are you? You kicked down my door!"

Seeing the broken gate under his feet, Niu Er was immediately furious. He had renovated that gate half a month ago and it had not been used for a few months yet it was kicked by the guy in front of him.

At the same time, Niu Er was also secretly surprised. His door was very sturdy, but the man in front of him kicked it into pieces with just one kick. How strong must the force of this kick be?
"You are the dog thief, right?" At this time, the young man opposite spoke with a cold face.

Oh, I shouldn’t have changed the title of the book. Change the word “three-wheeled” away, or there will be another chance. Oh, the title of this book “Daily Forest Patrol: Being Dependenced by the Siberian Tiger at the Beginning” has been changed back to its original name. I won’t change it. Let it be like this until the end. Attracting volume is not the key, but following the readers is everything! Oh, this is the biggest minefield in my writing career. It’s my first book on Qidian. I’ve learned my lesson.
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