Looking at the angry dog-man witch, Dorothy spread her hands helplessly and said so.

She looked back at the barbecue restaurant behind her, and then pointed at her round belly.

"If you really want it, then I can only spit it out to you."

"You are fooling me, how could all my money be eaten up?"

When the dog-man witch saw her like this, she became even more angry.

But her loud roar immediately attracted the attention of all the witches around her.

Dorothy didn't care about this, but the Dog-Man Witch herself couldn't stand it. After all, her money came from a wrong source.

"Come with me."

With a strong hand, she dragged the house witch toward a small alley not far away.

The surrounding witches all smiled when they saw this, but no one came to help the weak, pitiful and helpless Dorothy.

Then, a woman's scream rang out in the alley.

Hearing the screams, the group of onlookers walked towards the alley with evil smiles on their faces.

"Hey, everyone, what are you looking at?"

Dorothy, who walked out with a dog in her hand, looked at the group of witches at the entrance of the alley, with a curious expression on her innocent and kind face, and asked.

Witches: "......"

They dispersed in a hurry.

Looking at the backs of these people, Dorothy sighed helplessly.

"That guy Artie doesn't seem to be really out of his mind."

She sighed with emotion.
Chapter completed!