"Can it still be saved…?" Nangong Yan's face was a bit pale as she held up the camera, filming these dogs that had been experimented on but were still alive, and asked Suming in a soft voice.
Suming sighed, shook his head, and said that Friends of Animals weren't omnipotent. These dogs were one breath away from death. If they could be saved, it would be defying the heavens—there would be no death in this world then.
He turned his head, picked up a large canvas, and covered those dogs that had just been delivered and were still caged. Then he walked over to the seven or eight dogs that had been experimented on, clenched his teeth, and one by one, snapped their necks.
"What…what are you doing?" Nangong Yan exclaimed in surprise.
"They can't be saved. I'm giving them a quick end to spare them from a drawn-out suffering," Suming sighed.