A bag of ribs can barely fill the stomach of a large dog, and one rib is only enough to stuff between the teeth.

The white dog gave everyone a bag of ribs without reservation, although it was only a small favor, but how could these stray dogs ever see this? The dog group is strict in class, and it is always the leader who has eaten enough, patting his ass and leaving, so that other dogs can eat some leftovers.

Whether they grabbed the ribs or didn't, the stray dogs' already gray eyes were rejuvenated, and they looked at the white dogs with adoration, they had never seen such a leader. Now, as long as the white dog gives an order, even if they are allowed to die generously, they are willing.

The white dog was very satisfied with their eyes, looked at Demu, and said, "Okay, now lead me over, and see which other stray dogs can become our brothers." ”

Demu Yigou took the lead, leading the white dog and the large army to run in a certain direction, it was closer to the territory of the bloodthirsty pitbull, and knew the movements of the old opponent.

"What's going on?"

The forklift driver, who was resting after finishing his work, picked his eyelids, and the half-smoked cigarette fell on his pants, almost burning a hole in the pants of his overalls.

He watched in amazement as he pressed down on a large herd of stray dogs running wildly, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border, kicking up clouds of dust wherever they ran. He had never seen so many stray dogs gathered together.

"Shut the door!"

After a few moments, he finally reacted and shouted desperately to the driver of the rolling mill, who was in the running path of a stray dog, which seemed to him to be almost like it was about to attack the latter.

"What?"

The driver of the rolling mill was urinating next to the car, and it was almost the end, and he was still shaking in a hurry.

The two cars were separated by a distance and could not be heard very clearly.

"I'll let you get in the car!

The forklift driver shouted pointing in one direction.

The roller driver turned his head to look, suddenly felt a chill in his crotch, and tilted the machine gun to his pants.

"Oh my god!" he didn't bother to lift his pants, he crawled back to the cab, closed the door, his eyes widened in horror, his hands frantically groped from side to side, and he felt a metal crowbar, which was clenched tightly in his hands, and his palms were full of sweat.

Fierce stray dogs rushed towards the rolling mill and rushed towards him.

If a large number of stray dogs really attack them, they will never be able to stop them with the car glass alone, and the crowbar is also dispensable, which can only play a psychological comforting role.

He noticed that the leader of the De Mu Association was running in the front, so it really broke out, it was this De Mu who unified the four stray dog groups? Coincidentally, he was the De Mu who bet.

The odds are reversed, the villa is close to the sea, and it seems that you can win a few wine dollars this time.

He also admires himself, he is still worried about winning and losing the gambling game at this time, and he doesn't know if the money is enough to buy an urn for himself.

The dogs were getting closer and closer, and the onlookers were sweating, wondering if the dogs would point the finger at himself after attacking the roller driver.

However, the stray dog came and went in a hurry, and did not stop by the rolling machine at all, and rushed over with a hula, without even looking at the driver, leaving only choking dust and a stench of skyrocketing.

"What's going on?"

The two drivers who survived the robbery couldn't help but be stunned, didn't this group of dogs come to attack the two of them?

They could have driven along to find out the truth, but they were covered in sweat and almost collapsed, and it was too late to rejoice that they had saved a dog's life, so how could they care about anything else?

Landfills are large and urbanization is concentrating more people in cities and generating more and more waste. Theoretically, this large area of saline land is within the scope of the landfill, but most of it is still empty.

Demu led the way in front for a while, then slowly slowed down, and turned back to signal to the white dog, ahead of him was the territory of the Bit Gang.

The white dog's two front legs are in the air, and the person briefly stands up to gain a better view.

It saw that there were many dogs gathered in front of it, no less than on its own side, but divided into two groups, one more and one less, and it seemed that they were also confronting.

Other stray dogs also stopped.

"What's going on?" asked the white dog, "and those two groups of dogs are strays?"

The giant mastiff and the mixed-breed Rottweiler also came to their senses, and they scrambled to answer, saying that the few of the group were stray dogs, and the large group on the opposite side were wild dogs that had been entrenched here for many years, and each was a thorn in the other's side.

Of course, the Mastiff and the hybrid Rottweiler can't say it that clearly, but a lot of the meaning can be understood in their angry expressions and tones.

"I see. The white dog nodded.

Seeing a glimpse of the whole leopard, the wild dogs it had just encountered had already made it clear what kind of goods these wild dogs were, like a group of bandits who occupied the mountains and did all kinds of evil.

Among the four stray dog leaders, the bloodthirsty pitbull may not be the strongest, but it is definitely the most ruthless, daring to exchange blood for blood and life for life, and would rather lose 800 of himself than injure 1,000 enemies. Because of this, its territory is also the largest of the four bosses. Not only did it encroach on the territory of the other three bosses, but it also continued to expand into the territory of the wild dogs, fighting all day long.

But today's confrontation was not initiated by it, but the dog king of the wild dogs has a long-standing grudge against it, and led his subordinates to annihilate this bloodthirsty pitbull in one fell swoop.

The king of wild dogs rarely comes forward directly, and even the landfill workers rarely see him in person, and there are repeated rumors that he is dead, from injuries, from other wild dogs, or from old age, but his appearance has debunked these rumors.

The dog king is also a dirt dog, with black all over his body, missing an ear, one eyelid has been gnawed off by other dogs, and there are scars all over his body, which is proof of his experience in a hundred battles.

It didn't look too strong either, but it exuded a chilling aura inside it, and when stared at by those cold eyes, it was as if it was being stared at by death.

Even the fierce and bloodthirsty Pitbull who is not afraid of death has shown unprecedented caution in the face of this legendary dog king, and has not taken the initiative to attack.

Among the new recruits of the White Dogs, only a small number of stray dogs from the former German Pastoral Society remained quiet during their movements, while the other dogs were running and barking excitedly, so the members of the Wild Dog Pack and the Bit Gang noticed their arrival early.

It was precisely because of the arrival of this unknown force that the Wild Dog Dog King, who was originally going to attack, temporarily postponed the attack plan and stared coldly at the white dog - maybe humans would misunderstand who the leader of the gang was, but it wouldn't.