"Woof woof woof! (Big Dog, where are we going?)"
Shi San wore a cartoon Thunder God helmet and was strapped to Brian's chest by a harness, limbs flailing upward, his little tongue lolling about, filled with wonder and joy.
This little guy had been gaining more than a pound a day, and in just a few days, he was almost round.
Brian casually hung a sniper rifle he got from the Weapon Expert Ali on the side of the motorcycle, and flicked Shi San's chin, "Taking you to find a little she-wolf."
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Shi San still wanted to bark.
The next moment.
Boom~
With the roaring of the throttle, the beastly motorcycle burst out of the parking lot, merging into the dense flow of after-work traffic, weaving and swaying to become a streak of black lightning, drawing exclamations of envy from pedestrians on the streets.
This motorcycle is so cool!
