Hiss~
Doli gasped as he looked at those ferocious fangs!
This was actually a tiny puppy!
He almost thought he was hallucinating.
A Labrador puppy, not even as tall as his own shin, had bitten off a chunk of his flesh?
But the pain coming from his palm was real.
And those disproportionately large fangs beneath the puppy's mouth were real too!
At this moment, all the noises from upstairs had completely vanished.
Under the threat of death,
Doli suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly squatted down, trying to pick up the handgun on the ground with his intact left hand.
He stared intently at the tiny creamy-yellow puppy in front of him, fearing that it would suddenly pounce and tear through his throat.
Fortunately, until his left hand grasped the cold, reassuring gun handle, the little monster in front hadn't made a single move.
