Late that night, I saw Zhao Yong from 1103 serving a pot of snake soup in the owner group. I kindly reminded him that it was a South American anaconda cub, but he was ridiculed. Retired zoologist Professor Zheng confirmed what I said and warned that the female snake would come for revenge. Sure enough, the terrifying friction sound stopped at the door of my house - Zhao Yong actually hung a snake bone on my door to frame me. To save myself, I used a teddy bear and blood to guide the anaconda to the exhaust pipe, and sealed the interface so that it could only go upwards to find Zhao Yong. When Zhao Yong's screams came from upstairs, I knew that revenge had been successful. But all this is just the beginning. The snake master appears, the male snake attacks, and the real hunting game has just begun.
