Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 416 When Parrots Face Hardship

The dog wagged its tail, pleadingly looking up at the man who approached it. Holding a phone, his voice trembled with uncertainty.

“What should I do… Oh, please don’t look at me like that, it’s just… It’s just…”

He seemed at a loss, crouching beside the dog, his face expressionless while his words carried a tinge of

sorrow,

“It’s hard for me when you look at me like this… I can’t bring you home, you see. I already have a dog

there…”

“My dog was a stray too, but he’s quite sensitive and doesn’t get along with other dogs. I can’t take you with me, I’m afraid.”

Lost in his performance, the man failed to notice Lilly and Blake standing nearby.

Finally, he sighed, “I’m sorry, but all I can do is bury your companion… It’s the only thing left for me to

do.”

“Oh, by the way, I have a meat bun here. Take it!”

He said, then grabbed the dog from the ground and carefully walked towards the roadside.

And with a slight shake of the camera, he changed the scene…

Lilly asked, “Daddy, what is he doing by shaking the phone like that?”

With a cold gaze, Blake replied, “He’s pretending to walk so that it’s easier to edit the scene transitions. later.”

As the man estimated that he had captured enough footage, he casually threw the lifeless body of the dog that had been hit to the side of the road.

The stiff dog hit the curb with a dull thud, its life extinguished.

The surviving dog, thinking it had encountered a kind person, was taken aback when it saw the man. discarding its companion’s body without a trace of compassion.

A sense of confusion seemed to freeze the dog in place and its eyes revealed a bewildered emotion.

The man stood there, watching the footage he had filmed, finally satisfied. In the end, he captured a few more shots of the bewildered and helpless dog before preparing to leave.

Pablo said, ‘Lilly, come!””

Lilly hesitated slightly, unable to grasp why she should hesitate, but her instincts and subconscious told –her to wait a little longer.

trying to save a thousand and one dogs, or help the one right in front

hesitate.

gaze, studying her intently. “Then we won’t act yet. We’ll gather enough

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them and

of pet consumption attracted many hypocritical demons seeking to exploit the trend for their

group of

they were going to fight, they had to make these heartless individuals fearful, so they would never dare

the process of saving those thousand and one stray animals, they would undoubtedly have to sacrifice a

but it lingered in the

young girl before them remained resolute, her eyes shining with determination as she nodded firmly. “Yes, let’s

Pablo’s mouth twitched.

Was she sure she wouldn’t be met with

but interject, “Since we’re playing the long game, let’s first lock

became more vigilant. Even without Pablo’s instruction, Lilly knew she had to act

teach

escaped,

swiftly dashed forward, running straight to the

in his car.

“Uncle!” Lilly called out.

man turned around, furrowing his brows as he looked at Lilly. “Who

his head seemed to sense trouble brewing and glanced

the young gir before him

soft yet determined hand,

trapped, struggling futilely on top of the man’s head. It couldn’t break free, as if it was “locked”

of sheer terror washed over the malignant spirits

her accomplishment,

spirit escape and then go searching

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It was much simpler to just prevent him from running

Lilly, not the “Career Cut Spell… no, it was “Daddy’s Lesson,” could

had been slapped felt a surge of annoyance. Out of nowhere, a random child appeared, demanding to

child come from? Does

am

waved his

before he could finish his sentence, a small stone dane flying from somewhere and struck him, knocking out his front teeth with

man howled in pain, clutching his mouth as agony engulfed him. He cursed and cursed, his words filled with

discarded the stone she had been about to throw, realizing her intervention was no

pursed her lips, her young face displaying a

immediate reaction to knock out the man’s

irritated with herself, thinking, Why did I even get involved? And