章 447: Breaking Bad

"Red Dragon! Prince! What are you doing?" whispered Famous.

Red Dragon was lying in the grass unresponsive, and Prince's body was shaking like a fallen leaf in the wind, about to collapse.

No! The script was not like this. In the sequence of shots about the sneak attack, only the bravery of the three police dogs should've been highlighted. There was no need to complicate the story.