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

It does not know who its enemy is, but it believes that when it sees the other party, it will definitely recognize it - in addition, it is definitely not the mobs that come from the direction of the dog barking.

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

So it strode and ran in the direction where the dog barking sound came, and it wanted to give the ungrateful little red guys a little color.

A worker driving a forklift noticed the white shadow running by not far away, and shouted to another worker driving a road rolling mill: "Look! Another stray dog ​​is coming! I don't seem to have seen this before!"

The latter glanced at it and shouted disdainfully: "It looks like he just ran out of his home. Look at that little body, I bet that this dog will not survive in the landfill for three days! Do you bet?"

"Forget it, I won't bet anymore. I'll go on a blind date after paying my monthly salary." The former shook his head and refused, because he also felt that this thin dog would definitely be bullied when he came here. If he changed his mind to recognize the boss, he might be able to survive, otherwise he would probably only starve to death.

The white dog didn't pay attention to what they were saying, ran forward, carefully avoiding the broken glass exposed on the ground, cut-off steel bars and shrunken cans. The odor of the landfill made it nauseate, and it was difficult to understand why so many dogs gathered in such broken places.

As it ran, it suddenly heard a barking nearby, as if it was coming to it.

Sure enough, a dirty and smelly wild dog appeared in front of the white dog, with rotten vegetable leaves hanging on its body, and a wound on its shoulder cut by a sharp object, and bright red flesh and blood appeared in the wound.

More than a dozen flies buzzing around the wild dog, landing on its eyelids, back and wounds from time to time. It just shook its body and shook its tail at will, temporarily driving away the flies, but they would fall again after a while.

The white dog stopped in confusion, not knowing why the other party stopped him.

"Wang!"

The wild dog showed its dirty fangs and barked at it wildly. As the sound was spurting bad breath, his eyes looked at the white dog maliciously.

"Are you going to block the road and rob? Sorry, I have nothing to give to you." The white dog shook his head, "Get out before I lose my temper."

The wild dog was angered by the white dog's contemptuous attitude. It thought that this thin white dog was easy to bully. As long as it scared, it could take the white dog as its younger brother. At least it would be scared to the white dog to beg for mercy and run away with its tail between.

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

The white dog did not hide or dodge, but turned his head slightly in disgust, as if it was so smelled by the smell of a wild dog.

It was not until the wild dog rushed to a close distance that it calmly lowered its head, sinking its energy into the Dantian, exerted force on its waist and abdomen, and let out a low roar: "I'll push it!"

It attacks wild dogs like a cannonball, but uses an extremely rare attack method for dogs - using its head to attack the enemy.

This wild dog is just an unknown little character in the group of wild dogs. Even so, he has had many fights, including losing, winning, singles and melee, but he has never seen any dog ​​use his head to push himself.

The wild dog originally wanted to bite the white dog's neck. The neck is fatal to most animals, and it is difficult to turn over once it is bitten by the enemy. However, the white dog bowed his head and used his head to protect the most vulnerable neck, which made the wild dog's teeth empty.

Not only if the white dog's head hit the wild dog's chest, it almost made the wild dog feel like it was hit by a hammer, and without even humming, it would rise off the ground, turn a few times in the air, and then fall to the ground like a broken sack, struggling to stand up for a while.

The wild dog's eyes were unwilling to accept: You... why don't you play according to the routine?

"I've warned you." Bai Gou glanced in contempt, "Before blocking the road next time, let's see who you are going to stop!"

After saying that, it continued to move forward without looking back, leaving the wild dog behind.

The brief episode did not take much time. After a moment, it came to the scene where the local dog group and the mastiff group confronted each other.

By the time it arrived, the battle between the mixed-seeded Rotweiler and the giant mastiff was about to break out, and sparks were almost bursting out between the eyes of both sides.

The white dog was strolling around in the garden and actually penetrated into the middle between the mixed-bred Rotweiler and the giant mastiff, as if he didn't take these two ferocious dogs and other cheering stray dogs seriously.

In the eyes of the local dog group, this newly emerged white dog probably belongs to the Mastiff group, and in the eyes of the Mastiff group, it seems the opposite.

So, every dog ​​present showed his fangs at the white dog and barked wildly, meaning: Don’t get in the way! Go back to your side! If you dare to move forward, you will bite you to death in minutes!

"Wang Xipi!" Bai Gou scolded, "You little red guys and Zhutou San dare to yell at me? Give you a chance to shut your stinky mouth!"

The dogs were stunned for a moment, wondering where they came from, and they were so arrogant. Aren’t they afraid that they would rush up and tear it to pieces?

"Woo wow!"

The mixed-seeded Rotweiner was angered. It was closest to the white dog. It rushed towards the white dog with the momentum of a tiger going down the mountain, intending to kill the white dog in seconds, just treat it as a plate of appetizers. After eating the side dishes, it would have a regular meal and go to play with the old opponent.

"I'll do it!"

The white dog used the same trick again, shrank his neck and lowered his head, avoiding the enemy's sharp teeth, and penetrated his head between the two front legs of the mixed-seed Rotweiner, pressing it against the enemy's chest without bias.

The mixed-seeded Rotweiner was knocked away, but it was stronger than the wild dog. After landing on the ground, it staggered back several steps before falling to the ground. It felt the air in its lungs was compressed sharply and was squeezed out of its body along its throat. After being hit hard, the sternum and chest muscles did not return to its original state, making it as uncomfortable as suffocation.

The members of the local dog group watched the white dog and mixed-bred Rotweiler alternately in disbelief. Their boss... lost? And they lost so simply that they couldn't even hold on to a meeting?

Not only were they shocked, but the mastiff group opposite suddenly became silent. The one who knew you best was not your friend, but your enemy. No one knew the combat effectiveness of this mixed-bred Rotweiler better than the members of the mastiff group. It had bullied and bittened several members of the mastiff group before, making them angry but not speak out, but it was so arrogant that it was instantly instantly?

When I looked at the white dog again, I was already full of awe. Such a vision was unique to the four leaders in the past.

Who is this white dog that suddenly appears?
Chapter completed!