Pet King

v1 Chapter 1118: Spike

White Dog didn't know why he appeared here, but he could vaguely feel that the destined enemy seemed to be here, waiting for it to fight.

It doesn't know who its enemies are, but it believes that when it sees the other party, it must be able to recognize it-in addition, it is by no means the black people who the direction of the bark came.

Its hair has not been completely dried, and it is uncomfortable to stick to the body wet, and her good mood is completely destroyed.

So, he strode forward, toward the direction of the barking of the dog, and he wanted to show those little red guys who didn't know what to do with a little color.

An employee driving a forklift noticed the white shadow running away not far away and shouted to another employee driving a roller mill: "Look! Here is another stray dog! I don't seem to have seen this before!" "

The latter glanced and shouted disdainfully: "It looks like I just ran out of the house. Look at the small body. I bet this dog can't live in the landfill for three days! Are you gambling?"

"Forget it, don't bet, you have to go on a blind date when the salary is paid this month." The former shook his head and refused, because he also felt that this thin dog would definitely be bullied if he came here. The boss may be able to survive, otherwise it is estimated that only starvation is alive.

The white dog didn't notice what they were talking about, and ran straight forward, carefully avoiding the exposed broken glass, truncated steel bars, and crushed cans on the ground. The peculiar smell of the landfill makes it nauseous, and it is difficult to understand why so many dogs gather in such a shabby place.

It ran, and suddenly heard a bark nearby, it seemed to be directed at it.

Sure enough, a grungy wild dog appeared in front of the white dog, with rotten leaves hanging on his body, and a wound cut by a sharp object on his shoulder, and the flesh turned red.

A dozen flies buzzed around the wild dog, falling on its eyelids, backs and wounds from time to time, but it just shook its body and flung its tails, driving away the flies temporarily, but after a while they Will fall again.

The white dog stopped in doubt, wondering why the other side stopped himself.

"Wang!"

The wild dog showed his dirty fangs, barked at it, and bad breath came out with the sound, and his eyes looked at the white dog unwillingly.

"Is it going to stop and rob? I'm sorry, I have nothing to give you." White dog shook his head. "Before I lose my temper, hurry up."

The wild dog was irritated by the scornful attitude of the white dog. It thought that this thin white dog was very bullied. As long as it was frightened, it could take the white dog as a younger brother. At least it would scare the white dog to beg for mercy. The tail ran away.

It rushed over and opened its mouth to bite the white dog.

The white dog didn't dodge, but turned his head slightly in disgust, as if he was smoked by the smell of a wild dog.

Until the wild dog rushed to a close distance, it did not hesitate to lower its head, suffocate Dan Tian, ​​waist and strength, and growled, "I top!"

It hit the wild dog like a blasting shell, but used a very rare attack method of dogs-using its head to hit the enemy.

This wild dog is just a small, anonymous member of the wild dog group. Even so, he has done many times. There are losers, winners, heads-ups, and dogfights, but I have never seen any dog ​​with his head against himself. .

Wild dogs originally wanted to bite the white dog's neck. The neck is fatal to most animals. Once bitten by the enemy, it is difficult to turn over. But the white dog's bowed head just happened to protect the most vulnerable neck with its head, leaving the wild dog's teeth bitten.

Not only that, if the white dog's head slammed into the wild dog's chest, it almost made the wild dog feel like being hit by a hammer. He didn't even sing, and just got off the ground, and turned a few heads in the air, then He fell to the ground like a sack, struggling for a while and couldn't stand up.

The wild dog's eyes are unwilling: You ... why don't you follow the routine?

"I've warned you." White Dog gave a scornful glance. "Before the next stop, look at who you're going to stop!"

Having said that, he continued without moving, leaving the wild dog behind.

The short episode didn't take much time for it. After a while, he came to the scene where the dog dog group confronted the mastiff group.

By the time it arrived, the battle between the hybrid Rottweiler and the giant cockroach had already begun, and there was almost a spark between the eyes of both sides.

The white dog walked in a leisurely pace, and went into the middle of the hybrid Rottweiler and the giant cock, as if he did not look at these two fierce dogs and other stray dogs.

In the opinion of the native dog group, this newly emerged white dog probably belongs to the mastiff group, but in the mastiff group, the opposite is true.

As a result, every dog ​​present showed fangs to the white dog, barking wildly, meaning: Don't get in the way! Go back to you! If you dare to go forward, you will be killed in minutes!

"Wang Xipi!" The white dog scolded ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ how dare you guys and redheads yell at me? Give you a chance to close your mouth! "

The group of dogs choked for a moment, and they didn't know where they came from. They were so arrogant, weren't they afraid that they would rush to tear them into pieces?

"Woowang!"

The mixed breed Rottweiler was irritated. It was closest to the white dog and rushed towards the white dog with the momentum of the tiger down the mountain. After dinner, go and kill your old opponent.

"I like it!"

The white dog did the same trick, narrowed his neck and lowered his head, avoiding the enemy's sharp teeth, and his head penetrated between the two front legs of the mixed Rottweiler, and he leaned against the enemy's chest impartially.

The mixed breed Rottweiler was knocked up, but it was stronger than the wild dog. After falling to the ground, he took a few steps back and did not fall to the ground. It felt that the air in its lungs was compressed sharply and squeezed out of the body along its throat, but the sternum and pectoral muscles did not return to its original shape after being hit hard, making it as uncomfortable as suffocation.

The members of the native dog group watched the white dog and the mixed breed Rottweiler alternately, their bosses ... lost? And you lost so simply, you didn't even get a face-to-face?

Not only were they shocked, but the mastiff group on the other side was silent. What knows you best is not your friends, but your enemies-no one knows the combat power of this mixed Rottweiler better than the members of the mastiff group. It has bullied and bitten several mastiff groups before. Members make them dare to be angry but not to speak, but it is so unreliable that it has been so seconds?

Looking again at the white dog's vision, already full of awe, this vision was previously exclusive to the four leaders.

Who is this sacred white dog?