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.

The shotgun, unlike 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 capturing criminals.

As long as the distance wasn't too close, this gun wouldn't be lethal, but it would inflict unimaginable pain.

Just now, Big White had managed to dodge, but the scattered small particles still hit it.

On its hind leg, there were scattered traces of blood permeating outward.

The white fur was stained with crimson.

Just as it was licking its wound, suddenly, it felt a familiar scent getting closer and closer. Before it could even stand up, a soft touch pounced into its embrace.

"Big White... Big White, I know it's you, I'm Cicery."

Lela dove into Big White's embrace, holding it tightly, her eyes immediately turning red.

Sitting in the car, Mildred witnessed this scene and felt the most intense shock of her life.

She pointed at Lela, her eyes filled with fear, her finger trembling, her tongue quivering, "Si... sir!"

Sylvester's eyes expressed strong displeasure, feeling a surge of bloodlust wanting to emerge from within him.

His slender hand tightly gripped the silver pistol.

But when he saw Lela's joyful expression, he slowly relaxed his fingers, forcibly suppressing that surge of bloodlust inside him. Damn!

Really annoying.

"Why waste words? Keep an eye on the surroundings. Once there's any other beasts approaching, shoot them all."

Mildred had no choice but to put away her expression that resembled seeing a ghost and looked around with the gun in her hand.

Seeing the softness in her embrace, Big White finally had no doubts.

This was its little master.

It extended its tongue and licked Lela's hand.

A sob came from its abdomen...

Listen closely, it sounded excited, yet also unbelievably trembling.

Lela knew there was no time to waste now.

She looked up, holding Big White's front paws in her hands, just about to discuss with it when she saw the back leg of Big White stained with crimson. Exactly the same as the previous injury.

Lela raised her hand to touch it, and the back leg of Big White trembled.

With moist eyes, Lela's voice trembled, "Big White, does it hurt?"

Big White's deep blue eyes affectionately looked at Lela, seeing the tears in her eyes.

It then extended its tongue and licked Lela's face.

As if saying, little master, I'm not in pain, don't cry.

Lela hugged Big White, and in the moment her gaze lowered, her eyebrows and eyes turned sharp.

Josh Fudge!

You deserve to die.

Sylvester sitting in the car was really frustrated.

I can't stand it anymore.

How can a little thing be so intimate with an animal?

Those who know might think it's a master-pet relationship, while those who don't might even think it's a bestiality situation.

He pushed open the car door, extended his slender legs, and his handsome face was filled with obvious displeasure...

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Author's Note:

Ah, sorry for being late, hahaha! Starting from today, Lela Baby will handle someone for the next few days~ It's another alter ego of Lela Baby, going online~ Please stay tuned. Thank you for all the lovely support and love, the author is very happy~ Love you all, bowing.