Lin Hanxing walked over expressionlessly.
He stood still a few inches away from the group of people.
His eyes, which were as cold as water, seemed to be a little low, and the group of people who came to find trouble felt their hair stand on end.
"Spit it out!"
Lin Hanxing ignored them and turned to look at the Tibetan Mastiff.
The latter's throat made gurgling sounds, and its black fur looked like it was about to burst into anger.
"Dirty."
Lin Hanxing stretched out his hand and patted the Tibetan Mastiff's head under the incredulous gazes of the Li family.
The next second, the ferocious Tibetan Mastiff actually opened its mouth and spat out the bloody thing!
“……”
Lin Hanxing didn't even look at the mess on the ground, he was still playing with the Tibetan Mastiff's Black fur.
This strange scene sent chills down everyone's spine.
She was too beautiful.
