Night was approaching.
Big Orange's heart was burning with anger. It was an anger that could burn itself to ashes if it didn't vent it on the enemy. Although it looked big and fat, its movements were quite agile. The cat rushed into the main road of the village, and its strong stray cats followed closely behind.
At this time, most of the villagers were at home eating, and there were not many people on the road. No one would have thought that an army of stray cats was about to sweep the entire village.
Due to the acceleration of urbanization, the young people here, like most villages in China, had gone to Binhai City or the big cities along the coast to work. Most of the people who stayed in the village were old, weak, sick, and disabled. There were very few young adults.
The young adults who were willing to stay did not stay because they were filial, or because they respected the old and loved the young. They were just lazy and idle. They did not produce, did not participate in labor, and lived off their parents. They laughed at the villagers who went thousands of miles away to work, because they felt that it was stupid to rely on labor to get rich. There were many opportunistic ways to make money, so why would they leave their homes and suffer?
Living in the mountains, living in the sea, living in the sea. This place was close to the dog market, so the idle young and strong villagers naturally had their eyes on the dog market.
The rate of dog rearing in the village was very high, to the extent that almost every family had a dog.
The old, the young, the sick, and the disabled raised dogs to guard the house and protect themselves, while the young adults raised dogs for economic benefits.
Ordinary dogs were not worth much and were sold everywhere. Therefore, the villagers preferred to raise fierce dogs. They could satisfy their vanity, and they could also fight with their neighbors. They could gamble and make money, or they could sell their fierce dogs to customers from the city. There were many cases of customers being tricked into coming here and forced to buy or sell. When the industrial and commercial bureau came to inspect, they would act shamelessly and refuse to admit to their crimes. The industrial and commercial bureau could not do anything to them.
Therefore, in this little-known little village, almost every family took pride in raising fierce and fierce dogs.
Not only did they raise purebred fierce dogs, but they also cross-bred different kinds of fierce dogs out of curiosity, hoping to give birth to more fierce dogs.
In this village, one could find Dobermans, Rottweilers, Castros, pit bulls, Tibetan mastiffs, German shepherds, German bulldogs, bulldogs, and other large, fierce dogs from all over the world, as well as their strange hybrid descendants.
Every time these fierce dogs gave birth to a litter of puppies, they would take the puppies to the dog market and sell them. They felt that this was a profitable business. In the countryside, raising dogs was not as particular as in the city, where they had to prepare special dog food. The villagers fed their dogs whatever they ate. It was nothing more than adding a few more handfuls of rice to the pot when cooking.
Of course, for these fierce dogs, it was not good to eat rice all day long. If they were too thin, they would not be able to sell for a good price. The villagers also knew this. Sometimes, they still had to find ways to supplement the dogs with some meat. It was impossible to buy pork, beef, or mutton from the market. It was too expensive. People were not willing to eat it, so how could they feed the dogs? The neighbors will point at the back and curse.
Fortunately, he could still find other meats around the village.
Sometimes, when the industrial, commercial, and tax departments jointly enforced the law, some pets would run away from the dog market, such as cats, dogs, rabbits, squirrels, hedgehogs, and other small animals. These small animals were free meat.
Some villagers made money by gambling on dog fights. In order to make their dogs more fierce and bloodthirsty, they never fed the dogs cooked food. Instead, they fed the dogs live. They would feed the small animals they caught to the dogs and laugh as they watched the dogs tear the prey into pieces.
Some dogs were so fierce that even iron chains as thick as a finger couldn't hold them. Sometimes, they would break free of the iron chains and run outside. The villagers had been with dogs for a long time and knew how to deal with them. But pedestrians passing by were unlucky. They were often bitten, and occasionally bitten very badly.
After the pedestrians were bitten, they would certainly not let it go, but the dog owner would not admit it. At worst, after the dog bit the person, the dog would be quietly slaughtered to destroy the evidence. In addition, the villagers protected each other, so the bitten person could only blame his bad luck.
Although there were many GIFs of cats and dogs fighting on the Internet, they were often cats bullying dogs. However, those dogs were gentle dogs, not trained fierce dogs.
In fact, even the Golden Retriever, which was usually gentle and respectful in front of humans, would transform into a demon when facing dogs and cats. It was jokingly called the "Precious Tool for Dogs." There were many Golden Retrievers that killed stray cats. After all, Golden Retrievers were hunting dogs, and their bodies had hunting instincts.
If the Golden Retriever was like this, then the naturally bloodthirsty dogs were even more so. When stray cats encountered dogs, if there was no wall or haystack nearby, they were often doomed.
None of the villagers raised cats. Only the rich people in the city raised cats. They did not interfere with the dogs' behavior of hunting stray cats, and even encouraged them to supplement their meat.
However, some sensitive villagers recently noticed that the previously stupid stray cats seemed to have become more cunning and were no longer so easily preyed on. The fierce dogs in the village began to starve, and the stray dogs around the village were even more hungry. They would even jump into the villagers' courtyards to prey on poultry.
It was fine to prey on stray cats, but to prey on poultry, the villagers could not tolerate it. That was money!
At dinner time, the village was filled with the aroma of food. The hungry fierce dogs and stray dogs barked loudly, hoping to attract the attention of humans so that they could give them some food.
The stray cat army broke into the village from the wind. Even the dogs with the most sensitive sense of smell did not notice their arrival. Even if they smelled the cats, the fierce dogs would not care. They would think that it was just dinner that had been delivered to their doorstep.
Big Orange clawed at the wall a few times and struggled to climb to the top of a courtyard wall. It stared coldly at a rottweiler that was tied in the courtyard.
The rottweiler raised its head and looked at it. It stuck out its tongue and licked its lips. Sticky saliva dripped from the corner of its mouth. This orange cat was fat enough. It should be able to eat its fill.
It barked even louder, hoping that its owner would untie its chain, but the owner of the house was eating in the house, and no one paid attention to it for the time being.
Then, one after another, stray cats jumped onto the top of the wall. Their eyes reflected light of various colors as they stared down at the rottweiler. The situation was inexplicably strange.
Big Orange had already received accurate information. It knew that this dog had killed at least three stray cats and had even bitten a child.
The rottweiler tilted its head, a little confused. It had never seen stray cats gather in groups like this. But it did not matter. The stray cats were just food to it.
More and more stray cats gathered. There were at least twenty or thirty of them. They did not call or run. They just stared at it quietly.
Big Orange's claws were like knives. It slashed down heavily on the ground, sending out an attack signal.
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