chapter 1111 can chat

In Mateo's hands, Cyril's limbs became twisted, creating an eerie sight. Such a scene was frightening, but the young children, despite their fear, watched intently without looking away. Cyril continued to scream miserably. Mateo glanced towards the church, then suddenly exerted force, flinging Cyril towards it. Cyril's broken limbs bled profusely, the scent of blood tempting the wild dogs that had been frightened by the military to hide in the distance, drawing them closer. Two wild dogs sniffed...