"Squeak, squeak!"


    In the castle dungeon where he could not see his fingers, a fat mouse was tightly pinched by both hands.


    In panic, the mouse struggled, its slender tail swayed desperately, and its squeaking sound was particularly clear in the dark.


    "Hey! I finally caught you."


    In the dark, a voice sounded like a murmuring surprise.


    After feeling the temperature of the mouse for a moment, he immediately struggled. He just sent the living mouse to his mouth and directly tore off a kicking front leg.


    "GA, GA, ga..."


    The mouse''s limbs are very short, and its bite in its mouth is like crispy bone, which reminds him of the taste of quail.


    He really thought it was delicious. The more he chewed it, the more delicious it tasted. His hungry stomach seemed to be under his throat and couldn''t wait to welcome the food. Even with feces and urine stains.


    "Hey..."


    When he swallowed his first bite of food, he made a surprise sound.


    The growling belly asked him to put the mouse directly to his mouth, pull off the belly of his forelimbs, and suck the warm blood crazily and greedily. The mouse twitched for a while, and his slender hairless tail swept his cheek.


    It tastes great!


    The comfort in his stomach invigorated his spirit, and the warm blood seemed to warm his body.


    He couldn''t remember how long he hadn''t eaten. The dark dungeon was out of sight, and his stomach ache made him sleepless.


    This is a rare delicacy! With all his strength, he didn''t want to let go of any drop of blood.


    "Cough, cough!"


    A quick cough sounded in the dark.


    Because he sucked too hard, a section of mouse intestines rushed directly to his throat. Raise your hand and pull out the mouse''s intestines in your throat. The other end is still connected to the mouse''s belly.


    "Hey, hey... Little guy, do you want my life, too? You want to torture me?"


    Staring at the prey in his hand, he clenched his palm hard, the mouse tail twitched, and a mass of internal organs squeezed out of the gap in his forelimb and covered his thumb, warm.


    Waving his hand, he heard a "pa" sound in the dark. He then smiled contentedly. It was the sound of internal organs smashing on the stone wall beside him.


    After enjoying a little joy of victory, Gu Gu''s stomach urged again. The gesture of shaking his hand just now cost him a lot of strength.


    Without the slightest hesitation, he worked hard to bite his prey. The belly is the fattest place for mice. It has the most meat and the most tender. Its fur is soft. It can make his loose teeth easier to tear off the meat.


    Delicious, it''s delicious!


    He reminded himself and forced himself to wolf down.


    The mouse meat is very tenacious and has a strong fishy smell. Just after swallowing two mouthfuls, there was a convulsion in the stomach. The blood and water mixed with gastric acid rushed to the throat, and the mouse meat crossed the throat. With his mouth shut, he tried to swallow his food again.


    It''s delicious, it''s delicious!


    In the dark, he showed a happy smile and began to bite again.


    There''s a sound!


    Suddenly, he heard a sound outside the prison. It was footsteps! It''s armor!


    "Where''s my dog? Let me see my dog?"


    The voice came in from outside the black prison. He was stunned, holding his food, and his body began to tremble.


    It''s him, it''s him!


    Light began to appear in the gap under the prison door. He curled up in the corner with his prey in his hand, stared at the straw full of urine and fecal residue, and desperately tried to squeeze himself into the stone crack of the wall behind him.


    "No, no... No."


    Looking at the more and more bright gap under the prison door, he prayed frantically, hoping that the light would fade immediately and had better be annihilated directly by the darkness.


    "Hey, hey... My good dog, are you obedient?"


    The sound came again from outside the door, and the footsteps stopped suddenly outside his prison door, but the light under the crack of the door did not disappear. Then he heard the sound of the latch being lifted!


    No, no, no, no, don''t come in, go somewhere else, stop, please, please


    He prayed wildly, hoping that everything would return to darkness and silence.


    The moment the prison door was opened, it was the most terrible.


    When the light of the fire hit his face, he immediately howled, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and his brain was pricked like a needle.


    "Fire, fire! Please, take the gun handle..." he faced the cold stone wall and made a pleading voice.


    The sudden fire almost blinded his eyes.


    "Hey, don''t be afraid." the man outside looked at him, "my good dog, your master came to see you. Turn your head obediently."


    Covering his eyes with his hands, he turned slowly to his side.


    In the light of the fire, he was as thin as wood, his cheeks were deep, and his four fingers covered his eyes like straw.


    "Damn it! What did you eat!" the figure outside the prison suddenly became angry.


    "No, no, no!" he opened his eyes and shook his hands in horror, but the dazzling fire made him close his eyes again.


    He wanted to lie and deny, but fear hit him, so he didn''t dare to spit out the "no" in his throat.


    "Old... Mouse, it''s a mouse." he mumbled, "a mouse, it bit me, bit my toes, bit my fingers, fell asleep, it also bit my face, I ate it, ate it..."


    "Damn it!" the man outside the door stepped in and waved his whip directly on his hand.


    "Ah!" a frightened and miserable cry sounded.


    With his bare body, he immediately curled up in the corner, close to the cold stone wall, and the dead mouse fell between his legs.


    "Look at me!" someone ordered.


    Trembling, he slowly turned his head, opened his eyes and looked up at the blonde boy in front of him.


    Pop!


    Another whip was drawn out. In the dark and silent dungeon, it was like thunder. This time it was directly drawn on his face.


    He didn''t dare to shout any more. He could only endure a sad cry like a dog.


    CHIGUO''s body is full of sores and scars, whipped, scratched with sharp tools, and scalded with loctite.


    The little thumb of the left hand is missing, and the little thumb of the right foot is missing. The place scalded by luotie in front of the chest is red and swollen.


    "Tell me!" said the man standing in front of him. "What are you? What''s your name?"


    name!


    He stopped shaking as if he had received a signal of stimulation.


    My name?!


    He thought and wanted to shout out his name, but he hadn''t used his name for so long that he couldn''t remember his name at all!


    Pop!


    The whip was pulled out again. In the wailing, he immediately replied, "dog, I''m a dog, I''m a dog born of a bitch. My name is smelly dog."


    Pop!


    Another whip whipped on him. He moaned and curled up. He felt pain everywhere. He didn''t know why he was beaten again.


    "Correct answer." the blonde boy with a whip looked down at him curled up in the corner. "But I still beat you. Do you know why?"


    Why?


    "The dog, the dog is not obedient." he replied in panic, "the dog shouldn''t eat the mouse. The dog should bark, bark, bark when he sees its owner!"


    Pop!


    The whip was pulled out again, and the blonde said angrily, "wrong answer! You smelly dog, I can fight if I want, without any reason!"


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