I borrowed a brain f

The first body went down and quickly mixed with the mud.,After spitting, Chen Luo looked at the pottery pot in his hand, his face full of doubt.,Chen Luo glanced at the stray dog raised by his uncle. He remembered when he first came to the city and stayed with his uncle, this mangy dog had bitten a hole in his pants. In the corner, the mangy dog, its tail stiff with anxiety, was hidden away from the foul stench, sensing that something bad might be about to happen.。