"...Dog license?!"

The other party froze for a second, then immediately reacted, sneering, "You think I'll believe that?"

"Don't need you to think, I want me to think."

Li Ang grinned like a domineering CEO, "Your real identity is already in my grasp. If you keep arguing with me, you definitely won't have a good time.

Believe it or not, I'll post on the luntan right now and expose your personal information?"

"Go ahead and expose it."

The other party crossed her arms in front of her chest, smiling confidently, "You think my face is all there is to me?

Any player who dares to venture out has a few fake identities, or even fake appearances."

This wasn't wrong. Many lone wolf players, after getting past the newbie stage, would create several fake identities according to the strategy guides for the safety of their friends and family, and usually present themselves with a pseudonym.

This female model in front of him, no matter how good-looking she was, might be a greasy fatty disguised as a cross-dressing大佬.

Li Ang frowned, staring intently at the other party's beautiful face, trying to find a flaw.

He looked left and right but found nothing strange, so Li Ang simply lay on the ground and looked up.

Then he suddenly jumped up, shifting his body left and right, shaking his head like a rattle drum, scanning the other party's face back and forth.

Such a strange movement startled the other party. She subconsciously covered her skirt and took half a step back, vigilantly shouting, "What are you doing?! You pervert."

"The more beautiful a woman is, the more she lies."

Li Ang sneered, "Unfortunately, you can't fool me. This behavior of yours is clearly a sign of guilt. Admit it, you used to be a man."

"You're sick."

The model clenched her fists. Both hands had somehow acquired finger tigers made of some kind of alloy material.

The finger tigers had five sharp steel nails embedded on their surface, which looked very intimidating.

"Wake up, sister. Don't even try to trick me. We're all old foxes here, what kind of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio are you trying to play?"

Li Ang waved his hand and put away the long qiang, "Fighting now won't hurt anyone. Still want to complete the mission?

You have to give me a title, right? Otherwise, I'll just call you Dog-Loving Hero?"

Before the other party could answer, Li Ang casually picked up a gas inspection form for Room 2084 from the openwork partition cabinet and said, based on the information on it, "Tang Rannuo? Forget it, I'll just call you that."

"Hmph."

Tang Rannuo, the new tenant of Room 2084, gave a cold look. "What about you? Want me to call you Fatty Shorty?"

Li Ang's current new pseudonym was indeed not tall. He was even a bit shorter than Tang Rannuo, a professional model.

"Just call me Tiger Bro."

Li Ang waved his hand. "Time waits for no one. If you still want to complete the mission, we'd better leave as soon as possible, don't you think?"

Tang Rannuo narrowed her eyes slightly. She looked at Li Ang's frivolous smile and nodded silently, snapping her fingers casually.

The dog-skinned man in the cage immediately whimpered, stretched out his hands, and lay down in the cage. The yellow dog skin on his body, as if possessing life, constantly extended and stretched, wrapping him tightly together.

Not only that, but the dog-skinned man's body outline was also changing rapidly.

His limbs shortened and thinned, his skull protruded and sharpened, and his tailbone directly tore through his skin, extending out and quickly growing a layer of long, golden hair.

After a few breaths, the man had completely turned into an adorable golden retriever, barking "woof woof" at Tang Rannuo in the cage. His black bean-like eyes were full of joy and excitement, as if expecting his owner to take him out for a walk.

Completely turned into a dog...

Li Ang coldly watched Tang Rannuo open the dog cage, take the dog leash from the cabinet, and put it on the golden retriever - just like an ordinary white-collar worker about to take his dog for a walk.

Tang Rannuo reached out and took a hat, sunglasses, and parasol from the hanger, tidied her hair a little, and said to Li Ang, "Let's go?"

Two players with ulterior motives walked out of the door, entered the elevator room, and walked side by side.

Li Ang was burly, with a thick waist, and looked unremarkable. He wore a thick gold chain and a gold watch, looking very low-class.

Tang Rannuo was tall and had the face of a goddess. Her long dress fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy.

The two had mismatched appearances, but they walked side by side, very close, looking like a couple.

The people on the street gave Li Ang the "your girlfriend shows you're rich" look.

The two left the residential area. Tang Rannuo hailed a ride-hailing car and traveled with Li Ang to Wanrong Residential Area on Dongfan Street.

The yellow dog squatted between the two in the back seat, its pair of dark dog eyes staring at Li Ang.

Li Ang was annoyed by the staring, so he glared straight at the dog's eyes and said gloomily, "Stare again, and I'll castrate you.

Understand?

Sharpen the big scissors, snip, and cut off your baby.

Glue it to your forehead with 502 glue, and let you cosplay a golden unicorn, augh."

As if understanding Li Ang's threat, the yellow dog immediately cowered and lowered its head, not daring to look directly at Li Ang's eyes.

The ride-hailing driver in the driver's seat was also startled, and his gaze swept almost imperceptibly across the rearview mirror, subconsciously accelerating.

After a while, the car stopped outside Wanrong Residential Area. The ride-hailing driver didn't even dare to ask for a good review. After they got out of the car, he stepped on the gas and sped away.

The environment of Wanrong Residential Area was not good. The buildings were all old buildings from ten or twenty years ago, and the air conditioning units hanging outside the buildings were all covered with dust.

Several police cars were already parked downstairs in a building. A circle of yellow警戒线 had been set up on the lawn, and a circle of onlookers stood outside the line to watch the excitement.

"This is it."

Li Ang stood outside the residential area, not in a hurry to go in. Instead, he stood by the road and observed for a while, watching the police officers busy, and casually asked Tang Rannuo, "What's the deal with this dog?"

He didn't expect the other party to answer, but Tang Rannuo gently pushed her sunglasses and said calmly, "He's 'my' former model agent.

He's quite famous in a small circle in Yin City. You can find his information online."

She paused, a slightly mocking smile flashing across her face, "Actually, he was quite competent, with few things to do and a lot of money, and he treated the models under him well.

It's a pity that he went crazy before and wanted to drug me.

So I simply put a layer of dog skin on him and let him be a dog.

Oh, by the way, don't look at him like this, his dog nose is very sensitive, and he bites people."

"Is that so?"

Li Ang smiled. "Does he have a way for us to bypass the authorities and directly find out the cause of Xia Junqiang's death?"

"Sure."

Tang Rannuo nodded, shaking the dog leash. "Mao Mao, show him."