章 503: Eleven Feet and Nine Inches

The middle-aged man in front of the door was Caucasian and short, and he had a tan mustache. He was obviously a man of authority, at least to these dogs.

Before Famous understood what was happening, a few young men burst into the room, and pushed a lot of cages out of the room. The sounds of the wheels and the barking started fading away.

One of the men walked towards Famous. When Famous moved back, its body hit cold iron bars. It wasn't until then that Famous realized that it was locked in an iron cage, no different from the other dogs.

"What are you doing?" Famous shouted, "Let me out! Let me out!"

Famous was a dog, but it considered itself to be more than just a dog, and it shouldn't be treated violently like this.