Chapter 666 My Wolf Friend (4)


Chapter 666 My Wolf Friend (4)

Training his memory, Jiang Tang walked all the way down the corridor, holding a dark thing in his arms, and climbed to the third floor step by step with steady steps.

306.

Confirm the door number, then hold the things in your arms with one hand, take out the key from your pocket and open the door.

The apartment left by the original owner's parents was only about 80 square meters, which was a bit small for three people to live in. But now that Jiang Tang lives alone, it seems particularly empty.

Turn on the light, and warm yellow light pours all over the floor.

Jiang Tang put the things in his arms on the floor, then put down his schoolbag, walked barefoot to the refrigerator, and took out the leftover egg fried rice from last night.

The rice was cold, but Jiang Tang didn't care. He scooped up a big spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a hamster.

I saw her squatting down with a bowl in hand, staring at the lump on the ground while eating.

It should be a human being, because it has hands and feet, but it doesn't look like a human being, because there is a big tail behind the buttocks, which is limp and dirty.

Jiang Tangsan finished the remaining egg fried rice in two mouthfuls, threw the bowl into the sink, then dragged the lump on the floor and walked straight into the bathroom.

First, he put Lang Jiuchao under the rain-soaked hood and randomly took off his dirty clothes.

"Well..."

In the middle of pulling it, Jiang Tang paused, his dark eyes staring at the hideous wound on his hand, and his heart tightened slightly.

This is a man with a wolf tail. His long black hair is slightly curly and piled on his head like a mess of straw, covering his entire face.

Jiang Tang tore off his shirt. Strictly speaking, it was not considered clothes, just a piece of rag with extremely poor fabric, which made Jiang Tang's palms turn red. Under the cloth, the man's upper body was covered in scars, whip marks, knife edges, and marks of branding.

The wounds were old and new, and the old ones had scarred and turned into flesh-colored scars. The new wounds opened up his flesh and blood, and the blood coagulated. The wounds rolled open to reveal thick flesh and blood. The old and new wounds were layered on top of each other. It was obvious that since three years ago, he had not been abused for a day.

Jiang Tang turned off the hot water, took a blanket from the room and put it on Lang Jiuchao. He took off his clothes and took a shower in the bathtub. He grabbed some sportswear and went downstairs to buy medicine.

The pharmacy was downstairs. Jiang Tang bought a large bag of gauze and alcohol, as well as antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs. He also stopped by the convenience store and bought a large package of ham.

When I got home, as soon as I opened the door, I heard the sound of rushing water in the room, followed by a whooshing sound, and everything returned to calm.

Jiang Tang took off his shoes and turned on the light. Everything in the room was as usual. He looked sideways at the bathroom and saw that Lang Jiuchao was still lying on the ground, exactly the same as before he left. However, there was a pair of footprints on the kitchen floor not far away.

The bathroom was full of water stains. The man turned sideways, and the hair on his big tail was wet.

Jiang Tang walked in carrying the bag, squatted down silently, stretched out his hand and asked to take off the blanket on him.

As soon as the blanket was lifted, the man lying on the ground suddenly jumped up. Jiang Tang felt a shadow flash before his eyes, followed by a stinging pain on his face.

When he reached out to touch it, blood flowed down his cheek, and the wound was a bit deep.

Fortunately she dodged, otherwise half of her head would have been chopped off now.

Jiang Tang frowned and looked at the wild-haired man in front of him, squatting in the shower cubicle, facing her with his hands on the ground, growling like a beast in his throat, and his unclothed upper body, his muscles tensed up to attack. The unhealed wounds were stretched, and the bathroom was filled with the smell of two people's blood.

(End of chapter)

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