This kind of thing, even if it is not a dog lover, also strongly condemns it.

First of all, there is no doubt that it is an illegal act of illegally plundering other people's property.

Whether the dog owner is just for the door, or as a pet to relieve boredom, or even an indispensable partner in life, family members, they have poured money, affection and time into the dog.

Is there an essential difference between robbing someone else's dog by despicable means and robbery?

Secondly, the methods used by the dog gangs are too cruel.

No matter how fast the motorcycle is moving, once the wire tightens the dog's neck, even if it does not faint instantly, it will be unable to use its strength because of the difficulty of breathing. Being dragged out of more than ten meters or even tens of meters, even the strongest dog will inevitably be covered in scaly wounds, blurred flesh and blood, and even die on the spot.

Ignoring the miserable screams of the dogs, some frenzied gangs beat them with specially prepared hammers and iron rods, and only after the dogs had completely lost their ability to resist did they tie them up with ropes and throw them into snakeskin bags.

Imagine what it would be like to be dragged to the ground alive by an iron ring with an iron ring deep into your neck.

In the end, the purpose of these dog gangs is outrageous.

Some people steal and rob because they are obsessed with what others have, and their deformed affection gives rise to the urge to commit crimes, but dog gangs do not like dogs to do such things.

The dogs they trapped, even if they don't die, often lose half their lives, and some of the better dogs are sold to the black market after simple treatment, and if you are lucky, you will have the opportunity to meet an owner who loves it.

As for the rest of the dogs, most of them are sold to dog meat restaurants, where they are ruthlessly slaughtered and made into plates of gourmets on the table.

Don't use the phrase "no trade, no killing" as an excuse, is it possible to take other people's dogs with impunity and brutally kill them if there is buying and selling and marketing?

As a normal person with a basic moral bottom line, you like to eat dog meat, I can't blame it, it's a big deal that you don't eat it. Dog meat festivals and the like, barely open one eye, just close one eye, anyway, if you don't participate, you can't stop others.

The tumorous existence of the dog gang must be severely reprimanded and cracked down on in accordance with the law. If it is your own dog, then there is nothing to say, why should someone else's dog be so brutally killed by you?

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The moment the ring shattered, the tires of the motorcycle slid down, and the man in the back seat almost stumbled and threw off the speeding car.

Fortunately, the man reacted quickly, threw away the pole in his hand, and grabbed the clothes in the front seat, which barely stabilized his figure.

Seeing that the dog failed, the motorcycle had to speed up and escape.

"Huh~~~" Erha roared violently, opened his legs and galloped.

Just now, Erha saw the snakeskin bags hanging on both sides of the motorcycle, the bags were bulging, and the bottom end was oozing blood from time to time.

Obviously, this gang aimed at Erha, and it was by no means a temporary intention, but an organized and premeditated succession of crimes!

For this kind of scum gang, Erha feels the need to teach them some lessons, and also let them know what real cruelty is!

Erha, who burst out with the power of his blood, was as fast as if he had turned into a gale, and in the blink of an eye, he approached the speeding motorcycle.

On the motorcycle, the helmet man in charge of driving saw Erha who was hurrying after him through the rearview mirror.

"What's the matter with this dog, how the hell did it break the hoop, and why did it run so fast without any incident?" shouted the helmet man, a little frantically.

For some reason, when he saw Erha rushing in the rearview mirror, he felt a trace of fear, as if there was a fierce beast more terrible than a tiger catching up from behind!

"Brother, this dog still dares to catch up, obviously out of his mind! You put down the speed of the car, I will take the opportunity to stun it with an iron rod! This dog's appearance should be quite valuable, and making this ticket may be worth more than selling a person!" said the masked man in the back seat viciously, pulling out a solid iron rod with his backhand.

The helmet man who was driving hesitated, but finally he nodded in agreement.

After all, no matter how fierce the dog is, it's just a beast, and the two big men still have weapons in their hands, if they capsize on a dog and are killed by a dog, won't it become a joke to say it?

The speed of the motorcycle immediately slowed down, and in the blink of an eye, it was chased by Erha to a distance of less than two or three meters.

The man in the mask leaned sideways, holding the iron rod with both hands, and as soon as Erha stepped forward, he would slam it towards Erha's body.

The iron rod the thickness of the baby's arm smashed into the flesh and blood, and even the giant dog was inevitably seriously injured.

Erha saw the plan of the two, and a trace of extremely human irony flashed in his red eyes: Holding an iron rod, he thought he had eaten this king?

This wolf king is not powerful, do you really think this king is a Chihuahua?

I saw Erha's legs suddenly exert force, and his body leaped up like an arrow from the string, and slammed into the mask man in the back seat.

"Get down to me, you brute!" the masked man snorted as he slammed the iron rod into Erha's claws.

At the moment of his shot, the man in the mask seemed to have heard the crisp "click" sound when the fracture was broken.

Multiply~~~

The tooth-sore grinding sound, accompanied by the sparks splashing on the iron rod, the solid iron rod in the mask man's hand was actually cut off under Erha's claws.

The sharp meat claws, wrapped in the whistling sound of breaking the wind, slapped fiercely on the cheek of the masked man.

In an instant, the mask man's cheeks suddenly changed, and his head and neck were twisted into a strange angle.

Immediately afterwards, the man in the mask flew upside down from the back seat, spun and smashed to the ground, and rolled out more than ten meters away without castration.

In the harsh wind, the man in the mask did hear a crisp clicking sound, but he didn't know which bones in his body were broken and cracked!

"Whew!" Erha slapped the masked man out and landed firmly on the back seat, it let out a low roar, stretched out its claws and gently poked the helmet man's back.

The slight stinging pain seemed to poke directly at the cranial nerve of the man in the helmet, and a layer of sweat the size of a soybean oozed from his forehead under the helmet.

The picture of the man in the mask being photographed flying out, and the man in the helmet passed through the rearview mirror, which can be said to be in his eyes the whole time.

Especially the scene where Erha used his meat claw to cut off the solid iron rod, which once made the helmet man suspect that the claw was made of diamond diamonds!

If the claws against his vest were a little harder, would the tips of the claws be like piercing a piece of paper, easily poking under the flesh and even through his chest?