Just a little more! Just a tiny bit more!
He was stitching up the wolf skin with needle and thread when suddenly his arm went numb!
Voices that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell sounded more sinister and terrifying in his ears, "Return my arm... return my arm..."
The old man shook his arm, trying to compose himself, but the numbness in his arm became severe, turning into a pain that reached deep into his bones.
When Little Taotie ran in, he saw the familiar Evil Spirit wearing their school uniform with a red scarf, holding an electric saw and cutting towards the old man in the white coat’s arm.
Even though the electric saw passed through the old man’s body with every cut, and it appeared to cause no harm to the old man, without a grisly scene of blood and flesh.
But in reality, the saw was cutting into the old man’s soul with each and every strike!
This pain was a pain that reached deep into the soul!
Little Taotie took a deep breath, clenched her small fists, and wanted to stop the despicable Evil Spirit from harming the doctor grandpa in the white coat.
In her mind, those in white coats were doctors, good people who saved lives and helped the injured.
Just as she was about to intervene, the Big White Wolf rushed over.
"It’s that old guy, he abused us and killed many of my companions!"
Little Taotie was startled and her eyes filled with confusion.
The thought processes of a human child were still a bit muddled, unable to equate a life-saving doctor with a big bad guy who abused puppies.
"Look!" Big White Wolf went in front of the black cloth, bit the cloth with his teeth, and forcefully pulled it back.
The black cloth fell from the top, revealing cages one after another.
Inside the cages were wolves disguised as dogs, and there were other beasts, such as civet cats larger than common cats.
All these animals lay in the cages, barely breathing, on the brink of death.
In a few of the cages, some were actually already dead.
Little Taotie could see animal ghosts lingering by their physical bodies, their pupils filled with confusion, clearly having died not long ago, still unaware that they had died.
Little Taotie’s body started to tremble violently, feeling an instinctual rage, a rage that came from the depth of her soul!
When her gaze locked onto a large cage containing a lion covered in whip marks, long dead, her anger could no longer be contained.
Little Taotie looked up and "roared," her black and white eyes gradually covered by a misty darkness, and her pupils slowly turned deep, mysterious as the ever-changing galaxy, as if countless stars were converging into a Milky Way within.
The Milky Way swirled and changed, awakening the most powerful force sealed within her body.
"Harm my clan, and you shall die!"
A sudden whirlwind appeared in the windowless basement, stirring up everything on the operating table, with each scalpel standing erect in the air, suddenly aiming their blades toward the old man in the white coat.
"Who are you! Who is this person!" the old man backed away repeatedly, until he retreated to a coffin, then fiercely pushed open the coffin lid, and a robot climbed out from inside.
The fully-charged robot was armored with copper skin and iron bones, built to imitate the appearance of Iron Man.
"Catch her! She must be a demon! She definitely is one!"
"Hahaha..." The old man’s laughter became extremely frenzied, "Finally, you’ve appeared! The Demon Clan, there really is a Demon Clan in this world!"
"My experiment has found a better specimen!"
The old man laughed maniacally, "I will cut her open, I want to see her internal structure..."