Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 100 Big White, Does It Hurt?

Lela didn't hide it, "I can handle it a little, Master Sylvester."

Sylvester didn't say anything, but a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes.

He then said, "This thing is dangerous. Children like you shouldn't touch it again."

Sylvester threw the gun to Mildred behind him and drove past Josh Fudge's car, heading deep into the forest.

Lela was puzzled why Sylvester didn't continue asking, but after some thought, she chose to remain silent.

...

Josh Fudge sat in the car, threw the gun aside, and his eyes were filled with displeasure.

"What's going on?"

The subordinate hesitated and said, "Mr. Fudge, it seems like the tires burst."

Josh Fudge looked at the subordinate through the rearview mirror, his gaze as venomous as ever. "Then why the hell are you just standing there? Call the staff!"

The subordinate, fearing being thrown to the savage beasts, quickly took out his phone, hands trembling.

...

At the deepest part of the forest, Big White lay in the grass, its tongue lolling out.

The head licking the wound on its hind leg.

conventional firearms, did not have a barrel for bullets but rather a barrel for shells. Although single-shot, the tungsten alloy shell would shatter into countless small particles upon firing. The country M once considered shotguns as the primary firearms for

distance wasn't too close, this gun wouldn't be

had managed to dodge, but the scattered small

its hind leg, there were scattered traces

was stained

its wound, suddenly, it felt a familiar scent getting closer and closer. Before it could even stand up, a

White... Big White, I know

embrace, holding it tightly, her eyes

and felt the

fear,

expressed strong displeasure, feeling a surge of bloodlust wanting to emerge from

tightly

slowly relaxed his fingers, forcibly suppressing that surge of bloodlust

Really annoying.

on the surroundings. Once there's any other beasts approaching,

expression that resembled seeing a ghost

in her embrace,

was its little

its tongue and

came from

it sounded excited, yet also unbelievably

knew there was no

with it when she saw the back leg of Big White stained with crimson. Exactly

her hand to touch it, and the back leg of Big