The Evil Spirit holding the chainsaw had its pupils, filled with black qi, momentarily clear. He tilted his head in confusion and looked at Little Taotie, "Is it a monster?"
He shook his head in denial, "It’s human."
The old man couldn’t see the Evil Spirit, nor could he hear its voice. He controlled the robot to attack Little Taotie wildly.
The robot’s hands were full of electric shocks, and any contact with Little Taotie would undoubtedly shock him into unconsciousness.
In Little Taotie’s eyes was a crazily spinning Milky Way, seeming to have lost his own consciousness, yet looking like his consciousness had merged with someone else’s. The tiny figure was imbued with a murderous aura.
Little Braids’ hair unfurled strand by strand, and her hair levitated without wind, her face pale as snow. She kept a stern expression, as if her features were frozen by millennia-old ice, devoid of her usual liveliness. Her lips were tightly closed, sharp as the keenest sword, with not a trace of Little Dimple to be seen.
Big White Wolf shivered tremendously, its legs bending involuntarily from a deep-rooted intimidation.
It looked up stealthily, its eyes full of shock. In an instant, a fearful palpitation surged, a primitive feeling of submission overwhelming its heart.
It felt the presence of a formidable entity, a forest-rule type of fear, emanating from the Tiger and Lion’s intimidating power.
Pressure from the mighty!
Big White Wolf lowered its head and crouched deeply on the ground, like humans bowing before an emperor, showing the Wolf Clan’s worship towards a higher species.
Strapped on Big White Wolf’s back, the boy sensed something, his thick eyelashes like butterfly wings fluttering as he gradually woke up.
He opened his eyes and immediately looked towards Little Taotie, a sight that made his heart tremble with fear.
Little Taotie sprang up, leaping three feet high, directly onto the robot’s head. As the robot’s hands charged with electric shocks swung towards Little Taotie, Little Taotie fiercely kicked out—
"Bang!" A loud noise.
The head hit the ground!
The robot’s head rolled on the ground, with electric wires springing out from the neck, crackling.
Little Taotie jumped down to the ground, landed in front of that robot head, and with a kick in mid-air, treated the head like a soccer ball!
The robot’s body was indeed sturdy, but its joints were vulnerable, and the weakest point was the neck.
The old man didn’t know how this "Little Monster" had figured out that the robot’s weakest spot was the neck, and he started to panic.
His biggest reliance in taming those wild beasts was this robot. Now with the robot nearly wrecked, if things continued this way, let alone the "Little Monster", he wouldn’t be able to handle even those wolf cubs.
He trembled as he dialed a number.
"Always not answering the phone at critical times!"
The old man aimed his phone at Little Taotie to start recording; just as he was about to send the video out, a hand suddenly reached over and snatched his phone away.
"Who is it!!!" The old man abruptly looked up, completely unsuspecting that there was a third person present.
Standing in front of him was Hua Jinyan, who had freed himself from his long johns. He initially wanted to help Little Taotie, but seeing Little Taotie "play soccer" skillfully, he realized he didn’t need his help, so he targeted the old man.
The Big White Wolf that could speak like a human did surprise him for a moment, but soon he had figured everything out from the trembling voice of the Big White Wolf—this old man was the real culprit!
Hua Jinyan toyed with the phone, deleted the video, checked the chat records between the old man and another phone number, lifted his eyelids, his eyes calm as ancient, deep wells, and gazed coolly at the old man, "Forget everything about her..."