Summary of Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 423 from Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil
Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 423 marks a crucial moment in Swnovels’s Novel novel, Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.
Chapter 423 Cat Blood Trading
In the dark room, the cat that was being pressed for blood suddenly convulsed and struggled. Its body convulsed so badly that it kicked a tray by its feet away.
In the tray were some instruments for drawing blood, needles, blood packs and so on, and they slammed on the cat cage beside them with a bang.
There were more than a dozen cats in the room, and some of them were so frightened by the twitching cat that they stuck to the corner of the cage, baring their teeth and roaring, their eyes full of horror.
Some were already numb, turned their heads to look at the twitching cat, and there was a trace of sadness in their dull eyes.
The cat was convulsing badly, the blood should have been drained, it was dying.
The gloved staff member hastily pulled out the needle and immediately grabbed the blood bag in his hand. He kicked the cat out and landed on the ground with a muffled groan.
“Damn it… it’s only fifty or sixty milliliters, and I was almost spilled by it.” The staff muttered.
The man with the evil ghost on his head is the owner of this studio, named Louise.
Louise frown
upon seeing this: “If they die, throw them out. Check by the way, don’t keep those who are about to die, drain all thood and throw them out, don’t waste cat food.”
The staff said: “Okay.”
Louise asked again: “How is the business this week?”
The staff member was holding a book with a full page filled with the phone numbers and names of some breeders who had traded before.
“There are 3 orders this week.” He said, “It’s less than last week. Hey… The main reason is that now domestic cats eat better than people, and fewer people get sick. I really hope they get sick every day.”
Speaking of this, he smiled and said: “If you let me know which house has a cat, I can spray some medicine on every house!”
For three orders a week, the commission he can get is only 1,000 dollars.
When the business is not good, there is only four to five thousand commissions a month.
Louise said: “Don’t think about that, it’s too immoral to put medicine in someone’s house…”
After a pause, he said again: “There are cameras in the community, be careful not to catch you, the risk is too great.”
The staff laughed and said, “Boss, I’m just joking!”
While throwing the dead cats into a snakeskin bag for garbage, he quickly drained all the cats that were dying but not dead, and threw them into the snakeskin bag together to tie them up.
Some of the drained cats died straight upright, and some also convulsed, and the snakeskin bag shook, which they were all used to.
Louise patted him on the shoulder: “Get ready, go out and save a batch of stray cats tomorrow and come back.”
The staff nodded: “Okay!”
Their so-called “relief” is to go out to see where there are stray cats, and catch those cats back in the name of relief.
After the cat came back, it was locked in this room.
In order to stabilize the business, they go out twice a month, and every
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time they catch a cat, the staff will get a commission of 300 dollars.
Generally, about a dozen cats can be caught at one time, that is to say, if they go out to do “relief”, the staff will have a commission of about 3,000 dollars.
Including the commission for blood draws, his monthly income is stable at over 10,000 dollars.
The staff thinks that the boss is very kind, because there are so many cats, and the monthly income from selling blood alone is only 50,000 to 60,000 dollars, but the boss gives him more than 10,000 dollars. If this is not good, what is the name of the boss?
“I like it so much.” The staff member said with a smile.
Louise patted him on the shoulder: “Work hard! Getting rich and marrying a wife, buying a car and a house is not a dream!”
The staff gratefully said: “Emm!”
I can only say the word ‘relief, it’s too ironic to use it here…
The evil ghost on Louise’s head struggled again, and his eyes became even more painful.
In the past, this was his paradise, and everyone in this studio…all were his hosts.
Every time the discuss business and relief, it is when he smiles the happiest.
Susie ran upstairs with her mobile phone, and said as she ran, “Grandpa, I didn’t hear anything!”
Craig was speechless
Susie asked Wade to help her search for short videos about cat and dog rescue, so all the videos she finds now are about this topic.
Wade asked, “What’s wrong? Why are you searching for these videos?”
It’s a big loss… After school starts, he has to go to school, do homework, and go to remedial classes.
I can’t go out with my sister every day.
Look, he, the older brother, doesn’t even know what happened!
He’s Susie’s favorite Ryan!
Susie was fascinated by the video, and waved her hand perfunctorily: “It’s nothing, nothing.”
Wade was speechless.
He posted next to Susie and watched her watch the video.
[Family, there is no more cat food this month… There is really no way, our relief station has taken in a hundred cats, and I really can’t take them in… My monthly salary really can’t support so many cats… Someone Said to bring goods to make money? But I haven’t done it… What should I do, family members. 】
【Today, on the way home from get off work, I saw this poor boy… It was
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stormy outside. I endured it, I really couldn’t hold back and brought it back…】
Wade said: “It’s all about saving cats and dogs…”
It’s all good.
It seems that this time it should have nothing to do with ghosts…
Just thinking about it, the sound of a car engine came from outside the door, and Kellen came back…
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