A flock of sheep surrounds a small tiger.

The sharp horns went up at the same time.

The little tiger was attacked by the horns in all directions and suffered heavy losses.

Old wounds and new pains are sandwiched together.

Blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

It even heard the sound of its own bones breaking.

It looked at the leader who was close at hand, with his horned head pressed against the gap between his ribs, making his breathing a little difficult.

Before he lost consciousness, he turned his claws upwards towards the other party and grabbed it with a grim smile on his face.

"what!!"

A scream sounded.

A few drops of blood fell on the ground.

Then there is a small eyeball.

It fell and bounced on the ground.

The leading lamb covered his eyes and kept retreating, then sat on the ground and cried bitterly.

The rest of the lambs fled immediately.

The little tiger looked at his **** paws, his heart tightened slightly, and he was extremely frightened.

"I took its eyes off..."

Little Tiger can fully imagine what he will face next.

Those parents will definitely come and tear themselves apart.

But it did not choose to escape, but sat up from the ground.

Wipe the blood from the corners of your mouth.

Here's what it does.

It has to take responsibility.

After a while, a large group of people gathered around.

The manager of the orphanage next to him ran out and looked at the mess on the ground, surprised.

Then, the fleeing lambs, the parents of the lambs who were injured with glasses rushed over.

"Where's my child!"

"Where is my child?"

"my child!"

The parents of the lead lamb held it in their arms and cried.

After a while, the chicken doctor from the town came over, cured the blood in the eye socket of the lamb, picked up the eyeball, looked at it a few times, and sighed: "There is no way, I can't put it back, it may be like this for a lifetime. already."

"My child!" cried the mother of the lead lamb.

"It's all made by this tiger!"

"We came to play with Brother Daxi, and we were scratched by this tiger."

"It's all the tiger's fault!"

A few other lambs were talking nonsense and attributed all the reasons to the little tiger.

"Whose child is this little tiger?" the father of the lead lamb asked angrily.

"It's an orphan, it has no family."

"It's in this orphanage."

The lambs answered.

The person in charge of the orphanage immediately stood up: "This matter has nothing to do with us. This tiger has always been unpopular in our orphanage. He often conflicts with other children and has a bad temper, so we let it all When I went outside to sweep the floor, I didn’t expect such a thing to happen again.”

"Why do you talk so much? Now that everyone's children are blind in one eye, your orphanage is always responsible!"

The person in charge of the orphanage dared to take responsibility, and immediately put aside the relationship: "Actually, this tiger has reached the age to be discharged from the hospital. We have completed the discharge procedures, but we haven't given it to her. Of course we can't be responsible. You can find her. Find her!"

In fact, the formalities are going through, but everything will be done in a while.

"Then what?"

"Such a dangerous person, go directly to the prison!"

"I think it's better to kill it directly. I'm afraid to see its teeth."

"Call the officers and soldiers to come and detain it first, and then deal with it."

The onlookers were discussing.

Although the animals in the Central Plains, whether carnivorous and herbivorous, have become purely vegetarian.

But in ancient times, the fear engraved in the bones still caused predators to be repelled.

"It was they who moved first, and they bullied me first."

The little tiger responded.

Although apologetic, it still wants to tell the truth.

Although the opponent is strong, it is also not afraid.

Although abandoned by the orphanage, it is very understanding.

Orphanages aren't easy either, they can't afford to save a dangerous animal in such a big event.

When things develop to this point, it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong.

The only difference is that someone cares about the sheep.

No one cares about her tiger.

"How dare you wrong my child!"

The father of the lead lamb was very angry and rushed towards the little tiger.

puff!

The razor-sharp horns pierced the arm the little tiger used to resist.

Put it directly against the wall.

puff!

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

In the face of adults, the cat-like little tiger has no ability to resist at all.

It fell to the ground, followed by the sheep's hoof.

After some beatings, the little tiger almost fainted, and only his last will remained.

It doesn't want to be wronged.

The father of the lead lamb still wants to do it.

But was interrupted by a voice.

"stop!"

Everyone looks over.

I saw a small, dwarf panda came in from outside the crowd.

There was always a little monkey, a little snake, and a little crane behind him.

And a small praying mantis that landed on the snake's head and was easily overlooked.

It is the little master.

As well as four of the five who later made up the Great Five.

Linghe, Monkey King, Pretty Little Dragon, and Kuaimantis.

The little master looked at the little tiger on the ground and said to the leader's father: "I can testify that it was indeed your child and his companions who moved first."

"You fart!" The leader's father roared.

"I can testify." Linghe behind said, "I saw it when I flew over before!"

"We still have evidence." The little master glanced at Linghe.

Linghe stretched out its wings and pointed at the little pig hiding in the crowd.

The little master looked over: "Do you want to let an innocent person die because of your cowardice?"

The little pig whose clothes were scratched by the little tiger immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The little pig looked at the miserable little tiger on the ground, and the leader's father's eyes as if he was going to eat pigs.

Finally, he mustered his courage and said, "I can testify that they are right, I see, my dress is..."

Little Pig explained everything clearly, and testified with the skirt he didn't have time to take off.

Everyone finally understood.

The leader's father also shut up.

The little tiger looked at the little pig, and the little master who came to rescue it. He sat up and said gratefully, "Thank you."

Unexpectedly, the little master suddenly shouted angrily: "You still have the face to say thank you? Do you think you are right?"

The little tiger was stunned.

The little master continued to stare: "It was just a normal fight. If you don't fight back, it's their fault, but you've blinded people's eyes! Do you know how important an eye is to animals?"

The little tiger breathed for a while and explained, "I was not careful..."

"Is carelessness the reason?" The little master scolded his head and face, "You know that you can hurt other people's ability casually, so you should firmly control it and not use it! No matter how others bully you, you are hurt. Others, it's your fault!"

The little tiger lost his eyes: "Is that so?"

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It is clearly not intentional, the other party is intentional.

It didn't want to hurt others, but others wanted to hurt it.

Is it wrong just because of this result?

"Of course it is!" The little master looked at the little tiger earnestly, "You should apologize to him now."

"I can't get up." Little Tiger said subconsciously.

But in fact, it was simmering in fire.

What it's trying to say is, I don't want to apologize.

"Then climb over." The little master said, "I am saving you, you must know that you are really wrong."

The little tiger looked at the leading lamb with one missing eye in the distance.

The other's only one eye was looking at him, condensed with hatred like a tide.

"Is that so? Am I wrong?" the little tiger asked again.

"Yes, let's go." The little master sighed, "The strong must have the greatest kindness and tolerance for the weak, no matter what the weak do."

The little master's eyes are full of encouragement, and his tone is full of confidence.

As if telling a great truth.

The little tiger looked at the crowd of onlookers, lowered his head, and began to slowly crawl around.

It is also afraid that these people will actually put it in jail.

Moreover, this seemingly wise old grandpa should be right.

The little tiger endured the severe pain all over his body and climbed to the ground.

And at this time.

Suddenly there was a deep, thick, even slightly indistinct sound.

Filled with an extremely incredible tone, suppressing all the noise.

Passed in from outside the crowd.

"Hey, I said, are you farting?"