The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

Chapter 15 The boss is a dog (14)

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Where will that person be...

Fu Sheng thought about it, and suddenly the picture that Gu Qingyao sent her flashed through her mind——

The picture shows that it was the hand that moved the dog next to the garbage dump...

Fu Sheng suddenly had an idea, because...

The park does have a dedicated garbage dump!

That was when she accidentally went to the toilet once before.

Fu Sheng tried hard to recall the specific location of the garbage station, it should be not far from her...

ah! Fu Sheng's eyes lit up, and he remembered.

Without hesitation, Fusheng ran along the route he remembered.

Not long after, a simple small house made of black lacquered iron appeared not far away.

This is a place specially used by the park to temporarily store garbage. It covers an area of ​​about 50 square meters.

Panting for breath, Fu Sheng stepped lightly, and approached cautiously under the cover of the tall green trees next to her. At the same time, she quickly typed and sent the specific location to 110.

Soon, the little garbage room was in sight.

Fusheng's small body hid behind a green tree beside her, observing the movement of the house.

The entrance of the house is also a piece of iron sheet, which is usually locked randomly with a small lock to prevent the smell inside from escaping.

But when Fusheng squinted his eyes and struggled to look over in the heavy rain, he found that the iron door was not locked.

Amidst the whistling of the wind, the iron door was blown with a "creak--" sound.

The iron door opened and closed, revealing a faint yellow light.

There are people!

Fu Sheng's eyes widened, and he stretched his neck to look around, trying to observe the movement inside.

only,

The wind was blowing, tirelessly, and the iron door was "creaking--" and it was a joy to play with the wind.

All kinds of voices piled together, so that Fusheng couldn't hear the movement in the garbage room at all.

Unable to hear any movement, Fusheng gritted his teeth, stomped his feet lightly, thinking of his own cub, suddenly an unknown courage emerged from the bottom of his heart.

She gently put away the umbrella, threw it aside, and then quickly ran to the back of the iron door in the rain, under the cover of the wind, without making a sound on the way.

Fusheng took a deep breath, slightly relieved, she followed the crack of the door and looked inside.

in……

Indeed, there was a man in a black raincoat, black hat and black rain boots, covering his whole body, looking particularly pervasive.

The man turned his back to the crack of the door, and his hands kept moving, as if he was shaking something.

Take out the trash?

Fusheng leaned close to the crack of the door, listening carefully, and faintly heard whimpering.

Fu Sheng's eyes widened, and she had a bad guess in her heart, so she continued to peek through the crack of the door.

The man squatted down, his hands seemed to grab the thing again, and he raised it high.

Fu Sheng took a closer look, clenched his hands for an instant, his nails dug into his flesh without realizing it,

It's my own cub! ! !

...

a few minutes ago,

Qi Bai was strangled by that man and came here.

The man strangled his neck fiercely along the way, without giving him a chance to resist.

In the garbage room, the man first threw it like garbage, and then kept kicking him.

Before Qi Bai could catch his breath on the dirty ground, he was kicked again.

Afterwards, Qi Bai, whose neck was freed, was more or less skillful, and managed to dodge several times with his strength.

The man kicked him several times but failed, and finally became angry. He grabbed his neck, lifted it high, and then dropped it forcefully.

Qi Bai was thrown heavily on the ground. Although he had his limbs as a buffer, he was still just a cub, his limbs were not fully developed, and his two front legs snapped with a "click--".