The white dog didn't know why it was here, but it could vaguely feel that its destined enemy seemed to be here, waiting for it to fight.
It didn't know who its enemy was, but it believed that when it saw it, it would be able to recognize it. In addition, it was definitely not the rabble in the direction of the barking sound.
Its hair was not completely dry, and it was wet and stuck to its body. It was very uncomfortable, and its good mood was ruined.
Thus, it ran with large strides towards the direction of the barking. It wanted to teach those ungrateful little guys a lesson.
A worker who was driving a forklift noticed the white shadow that was rushing past not far away. He shouted to another worker who was driving a roller, "Look! Another stray dog! I don't think I've seen this one before! "
The latter glanced at it and shouted disdainfully, "It looks like it just ran out from home. Look at that small body. I bet this dog won't survive more than three days in the landfill! Do you want to bet? "
"Forget it, I don't want to bet. After this month's salary is paid, I still have to go on a blind date." The former shook his head and refused because he also felt that this thin dog would definitely be bullied here. If it followed the wind and recognized a boss, it might survive. Otherwise, it would probably starve to death.
The white dog didn't pay attention to what they were saying. It ran forward, carefully avoiding the exposed broken glass, truncated steel bars, and crushed cans on the ground. The smell of the landfill made it nauseous. It was difficult to understand why so many dogs gathered in such a broken place.
As it ran, it suddenly heard a barking sound nearby. It seemed to be directed at it.
Sure enough, a dirty and smelly wild dog appeared in front of the white dog, with rotten vegetable leaves hanging from its body. There was a wound on its shoulder that had been cut by a sharp object, and bright red flesh was exposed from the wound.
More than a dozen flies buzzed around the wild dog, landing on its eyelids, back, and wounds from time to time. It just shook its body casually and flicked its tail, temporarily driving away the flies, but after a while, they would fall again.
The white dog stopped in confusion, not knowing why the other party had stopped it.
"Woof!"
The wild dog showed its dirty fangs and barked at it. With the sound came bad breath, and its eyes looked at the white dog maliciously.
"Are you trying to rob me? I'm sorry, I have nothing to give you. "The white dog shook its head." Get lost before I lose my temper. "
Wild Dog was infuriated by the white dog's contemptuous attitude. It thought that this thin white dog was easy to bully. As long as it scared it, it could take the white dog as its little brother. At the very least, it could scare the white dog into begging for mercy and running away with its tail between its legs.
It rushed over and opened its mouth to bite the white dog.
The white dog did not dodge, but turned its head slightly in disgust, as if it was suffocated by the smell of wild dogs.
Only when the wild dog was within reach did he calmly lower his head. He sank his Qi into his pubic region and exerted strength from his waist and abdomen. He growled, "I'll block!"
It was like a cannonball that was fired to meet the wild dog, but it used an extremely rare method of attack for dogs — using its head to hit the enemy.
This wild dog was just a small, unknown character in the wild dog pack. Even so, it had fought many times, winning and losing. There were one-on-one fights and scuffles, but it had never seen a dog use its head to block itself.
The wild dog originally wanted to bite the white dog's neck. The neck was fatal to most animals. Once bitten by the enemy, it would be difficult to turn around. However, when the white dog lowered its head, it happened to use its head to protect the most vulnerable neck, causing the wild dog's teeth to bite empty air.
Not only that, but the white dog's head hit the wild dog's chest. It almost made the wild dog feel as if it had been hit by a hammer. It did not even make a sound before it was lifted off the ground. It somersaulted a few times in the air and then fell to the ground like a broken sack. It struggled for a long time and could not stand up.
The wild dog's eyes were filled with unwillingness. You … Why didn't you play by the rules?
"I warned you." The white dog glanced at it disdainfully. "Next time, before you block the road, look carefully at who you are blocking first!"
After that, it continued to move forward without looking back, leaving the wild dog behind.
The short interlude did not take too much time. After a while, it arrived at the scene of the confrontation between the mutated dog group and the mastiff group.
By the time it arrived, the battle between the Rottweiler and the mastiff was already on the verge of breaking out. The eyes of both sides were about to shoot out sparks.
The white dog strolled around leisurely, actually cutting in between the Rottweiler and the giant mastiff, as if it didn't care about the two fiendish dogs and the other stray dogs that were cheering for them.
In the eyes of the mutated dog group, this new white dog probably belonged to the mastiff group, but in the eyes of the mastiff group, it was the opposite.
So, every dog present showed their fangs to the white dog and barked, meaning: Don't get in the way! Go back to where you came from! If you dare to go forward, I'll bite you to death in minutes!
"Woof!" The white dog scolded. "You little reddies and pigs dare to bark at me? I'll give you a chance to shut your stinky mouths! "
The group of dogs was stunned for a moment. They did not know where it got its confidence from to be so arrogant. Was it not afraid that they would swarm it and tear it to pieces?
"Woof!"
The Rottweiler was enraged. It was the closest to the white dog and pounced at the white dog like a tiger descending a mountain. It planned to kill the white dog that did not know what was good for it and treat it as an appetizer. After eating the appetizer, it would eat the main course and fight with its old rival.
"I'll block!"
The white dog repeated the same trick, shrinking its neck and lowering its head to avoid the enemy's sharp teeth. Its head went in between the two front legs of the Rottweiler and hit the enemy's chest.
The Rottweiler was knocked into the air, but it was stronger than the wild dog. After falling to the ground, it staggered back a few steps before collapsing. It felt the air in its lungs being rapidly compressed and squeezed out of its body along its throat. Its sternum and chest muscles had not recovered after being hit, making it feel as if it was suffocating.
The members of the mutated dog group looked at the white dog and the Rottweiler in disbelief. Their boss … lost? And lost so easily, not even able to withstand a single blow?
Not only were they shocked, but the mastiff group on the other side was suddenly silent. The ones who understood you the most were not your friends, but your enemies. No one knew the combat power of the Rottweiler better than the members of the mastiff group. It had bullied and bitten several members of the mastiff group in the past, making them angry but not dare to say anything. But the arrogant Rottweiler had actually been defeated in seconds?
When they looked at the white dog again, their gazes were filled with awe. Such gazes had been exclusive to the four leaders in the past.
Who was this white dog that had appeared out of nowhere?
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