The man's face was fierce, shouting angrily, "Hand over everything on you, or else your life ends here today!"
After speaking, the man took out a large machete.
The little girl looked at the glimmering machete without a trace of fear, "Why should I give it to you? I earned it myself. If you want it, find it yourselves. Why rob others?"
"Why? Why do you think! It's because you're weak, and you deserve to be robbed!"
"Brother Wu Yong, stop wasting words on her. If it doesn't work, just kill her!" someone said from the side.
Wu Yong nodded, turned to the little girl, and cursed, "I'll ask you one more time, will you hand it over or not?"
"No!" Tears welled up in the little girl's eyes, but she did not compromise.
"Kill her!"
A pet lunged at the little girl, and Little Yellow barked and rushed forward.
In less than three seconds, Little Yellow was beaten and covered in blood, his body slashed several times by Wu Yong, leaving cuts and lacerations.
