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His face was pale, and he looked at his father stubbornly, "...I can't..."

Ye Xiaotian narrowed his eyes, laughed angrily, and signaled with a look, several bodyguards immediately put the rope around Tom's neck.

"What do you want to do?" He turned pale with fright, and wanted to order Tom to run for his life, but it was too late.

Ye Xiaotian sneered, and ordered one of them to start, "Lao Li, take a stick and beat that dog to death!"

"Yes!" Lao Li nodded, quickly fetched a stick as thick as an arm, and hit Tom cracklingly.

Once, twice. ． ． ． ． ．

Little Tom whimpered miserably, his legs were limped, bright red liquid dripped from his mouth and nose, and the hair on his body was flying around with a stick.

But he was tightly bound by the rope, and he had nowhere to escape, unable to struggle.

"No! Don't! Daddy!! Please, don't do this to Tom! Please! Please!!"

Ye Siluo cried heart-rendingly, but was firmly pressed to the ground by two bodyguards, unable to move at all.

"Yes! Unless, you kill it yourself!"

The dagger was thrown by Ye Xiaotian from a distance, and it happened to be stuck in the lawn beside Yesilo.

Little Yesilo, looking at the dagger, trembled all over, unable to believe what his father said!

"It's just a useless beast! If someone beats it, it can't resist at all! You are my Ye Xiaotian's son, and you were born to be a powerful master who can control everything, not a dog that can only wag your tail and beg for mercy!"

"No! Please! Don't!!" Little Yesilo, tears streaming down his face like a waterfall.

"Kill it! Otherwise, I'll beat it to death!"

"Daddy, hit me, I beg you, hit me, let Tom go, let Tom go..."

Ye Xiaotian's expression became more violent, "Lao Li, keep fighting!"

Snapped!

Snapped! !

Snapped! ! !

The heart-piercing sound of being beaten with a stick was heard incessantly amidst his begging, but the beaten dog, slowly, could no longer make any tragic barks, lying on the ground dying.

The bright red blood slowly spread out under its body, like a beautiful flower.

Its black eyes were still wide open, weakly looking at the little master not far away from it, full of pain, expectation and endless pleading. ． ． ． ． ．

Little Yesilo suddenly understood everything. From his father's point of view this time, he really wanted him to kill Tom himself, otherwise he would let his subordinates beat him to death slowly with a stick.

"Enough! I'll kill it! Can't I kill it?"

Yesilo let out an angry and hoarse roar. After the attendant let go of his hand, he pulled out the dagger stuck in the ground, stood up unsteadily, and walked slowly, slowly towards Tom.

Little Tom, whose muscles and bones were broken, couldn't stand up anymore, but when he saw his master approaching staggeringly, his eyes still shone with anticipation, and weakly, he stretched out his little pink tongue to lick his palm .

Tom, his best friend, all his spiritual sustenance, the only warm and happy memory in his childhood. ． ． ． ． ．He buried his face in Tom's long down and whimpered,

"Good Tom, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, no one can hurt you anymore, no one can hurt you anymore..." Yesilo hugged little Tom in his arms, with bottomless eyes At the bottom of the eyes, a string of crystals suddenly rolled down.His face was pale, and he looked at his father stubbornly, "...I can't..."

Ye Xiaotian narrowed his eyes, laughed angrily, and signaled with a look, several bodyguards immediately put the rope around Tom's neck.

"What do you want to do?" He turned pale with fright, and wanted to order Tom to run for his life, but it was too late.

Ye Xiaotian sneered, and ordered one of them to start, "Lao Li, take a stick and beat that dog to death!"

"Yes!" Lao Li nodded, quickly fetched a stick as thick as an arm, and hit Tom cracklingly.

Once, twice. ． ． ． ． ．

Little Tom whimpered miserably, his legs were limped, bright red liquid dripped from his mouth and nose, and the hair on his body was flying around with a stick.

But he was tightly bound by the rope, and he had nowhere to escape, unable to struggle.

"No! Don't! Daddy!! Please, don't do this to Tom! Please! Please!!"

Ye Siluo cried heart-rendingly, but was firmly pressed to the ground by two bodyguards, unable to move at all.

"Yes! Unless, you kill it yourself!"

The dagger was thrown by Ye Xiaotian from a distance, and it happened to be stuck in the lawn beside Yesilo.

Little Yesilo, looking at the dagger, trembled all over, unable to believe what his father said!

"It's just a useless beast! If someone beats it, it can't resist at all! You are my Ye Xiaotian's son, and you were born to be a powerful master who can control everything, not a dog that can only wag your tail and beg for mercy!"

"No! Please! Don't!!" Little Yesilo, tears streaming down his face like a waterfall.

"Kill it! Otherwise, I'll beat it to death!"

"Daddy, hit me, I beg you, hit me, let Tom go, let Tom go..."

Ye Xiaotian's expression became more violent, "Lao Li, keep fighting!"

Snapped!

Snapped! !

Snapped! ! !

The heart-piercing sound of being beaten with a stick was heard incessantly amidst his begging, but the beaten dog, slowly, could no longer make any tragic barks, lying on the ground dying.

The bright red blood slowly spread out under its body, like a beautiful flower.

Its black eyes were still wide open, weakly looking at the little master not far away from it, full of pain, expectation and endless pleading. ． ． ． ． ．

Little Yesilo suddenly understood everything. From his father's point of view this time, he really wanted him to kill Tom himself, otherwise he would let his subordinates beat him to death slowly with a stick.

"Enough! I'll kill it! Can't I kill it?"

Yesilo let out an angry and hoarse roar. After the attendant let go of his hand, he pulled out the dagger stuck in the ground, stood up unsteadily, and walked slowly, slowly towards Tom.

Little Tom, whose muscles and bones were broken, couldn't stand up anymore, but when he saw his master approaching staggeringly, his eyes still shone with anticipation, and weakly, he stretched out his little pink tongue to lick his palm .

Tom, his best friend, all his spiritual sustenance, the only warm and happy memory in his childhood. ． ． ． ． ．He buried his face in Tom's long down and whimpered,

"Good Tom, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, no one can hurt you anymore, no one can hurt you anymore..." Yesilo hugged little Tom in his arms, with bottomless eyes At the bottom of the eyes, a string of crystals suddenly rolled down.