As the saying goes, don't get carried away when you're proud.

Zhou You was still thinking that I was a fish for the sword, and then he was knocked away.

What the heck?

Who am I, where am I going, and what happened?

Time seemed to stand still, and as he wandered through the air, he saw the king dressed in rough clothes and standing where he had been. The king's limbs were drenched in blood, and his fur must have been worn out when he broke free from the ropes. A pair of big eyes full of ferocity and blood, standing there like a god of war.

You can smell the fishy smell in its exhalation, this guy probably doesn't brush his teeth much, and likes to eat raw meat, so he definitely has bad breath. The king of two hundred pounds, even if he is a dog, must maintain personal hygiene and remember to rinse his mouth after eating.

This out-of-body feeling was very peculiar, and Zhou You didn't feel any physical pain in the slightest, knowing that he had fallen heavily to the ground.

His right hand was bitten and his flesh was blurred, and Fan Dalei still kept his mind clear. That is, when he is old, if he is young and is slashed on the back, he can carry it and continue to fight.

Before the years were unforgiving, Fan Dalei saw the king appear.

Fan Dalei wanted to get up, but he didn't pay attention to the force of his right hand, and he fell down again, and he was in a cold sweat in pain.

The frantic king stood in front, and Song Guyan and the three of them stepped back a little and pulled away for a distance. The Tibetan mastiff itself is a super-large fierce dog, and it is very aggressive, and the appearance of the king has lost his mind. In addition to the pistol without bullets in their hands, they do not have any weapons in their hands, and they may not have done it with the Tibetan mastiff when they rush up.

Song Guyan had fought against the king alone before, if it weren't for the soybean milk powder raiding from the side, she wouldn't have had the confidence to subdue the king. After the madness, the king's combat power has more than doubled, and Song Guyan wisely chose to delay time.

The notification of support has stopped the fleeing off-road vehicles, and some people are rushing here. Song Guyan and they didn't need to rush forward to grab Fan Dalei, he couldn't run away with a wrist injury.

"Woo~huh-"

The king vented his anger wantonly, constantly demonstrating and howling at Song Guyan.

The owner was injured, and the overflowing smell of blood stimulated it, making it want to bite the "murderers" in front of it.

The king didn't know any big truth, but he only knew that it was Fan Dalei who brought it home, that Fan Dalei provided a warm place to live, and that it was Fan Dalei who fed it delicious food at every meal.

The king did not know if the other Tibetan mastiffs were treated the same as him, but his nature told him to be loyal, to be company, and to protect his master.

But now, Fan Dalei looks like this, the king is very angry, and the consequences are very serious.

Song Guyan felt that there was no need to risk subduing the rampaging Tibetan mastiff, and the king did not intend to let go of these guys who hurt their masters.

The king bowed down and let his most primitive nature take his command.

"Stand back!" Song Guyan whispered.

The other two felt a little inexplicable at the same time, but they still listened to Song Guyan's opinion and took two steps back.

After getting along with the police dog for a long time, Song Guyan knew very well that the dog would lower the center of gravity of the body when it was accumulating strength and preparing to attack. In this way, it is more convenient for the legs to exert force when jumping. This technique does not need to be taught, but is an instinct engraved deep in the genes, experienced by ancestors in the wilderness, and then passed down from generation to generation.

Zhou You really wanted to get up and fight with the king for another 800 rounds, and compare whether it was a well-trained police dog or a Tibetan mastiff dominated by ambition.

Before, Zhou You and Song Guyan worked together to subdue the Tibetan mastiff, which took advantage of Zhou You's raid. Just now, Labrador was also caught off guard, and was directly captured by the king and lost its combat effectiveness. In other words, the two have not competed openly.

Zhou You was not convinced, but the pain in his limbs told him that it was difficult to stand up, let alone run over to fight with the king.

Sure enough, it was the quantitative change that brought about the qualitative change, and the Tibetan mastiff, which weighed much more than himself, hit it with all his might, and the Labrador's body was a little unbearable.

"Don't move!"

"Put your hands up!"

“……”

SWAT officers surrounded him from all sides, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Fan Dalei, who was still struggling.

Fan Dalei, who was still trying to get up, lost his strength in an instant and collapsed on the ground like mud.

"It's over, it's all over~"

The rotten capitalist life is gone, the ink-smelling banknotes are gone, the obedient little brothers are gone, and their lives will soon be gone.

Fan Dalei understands the law, and his own crimes, ten shots are too little.

50 grams can be shot, and the amount he handles is 10 million times that number.

The gloomy small room, the hard-to-swallow prison meal, and the thought of waiting for the bullet that pierced his head in this environment, Fan Dalei really regretted why he didn't give himself a shot just now, so as not to suffer the torment.

Zhou You breathed a long sigh of relief, Malegobi, the support has finally arrived!

Lie on your back on the lavender that has just sprouted green buds and look at the clear sky. In a few months, the mountains will be full of lavender. At that time, there will be no sin here, and it will become more beautiful.

Maybe many girls are thinking about Provence, and when their pockets are empty, they take their boyfriends here to experience the feeling of Provence.

The mood inexplicably improved a lot, and Zhou You began to truly understand the meaning of police uniforms: their existence allows people to appreciate the beauty of this world.

The world could have been a better place, if there were not so many evils.

"Woo woo~" The king let out a hard roar, like a sound squeezing out of his throat, which was very uncomfortable to listen to.

Zhou You looked over sharply.

The king did not stop!

The hind leg kicked the bottom, giving the king a huge propulsion, and a piece of turf was torn alive.

The king pounced on Song Guyan, whom he felt was the most threatening.

"Don't ......"

Before Song Guyan's words fell, a piercing gunshot rang out.

For the first time, Zhou You really learned that different guns have different sounds. The 79 micro charge in the SWAT hand is much more dull than the pistol.

The king's body came to an abrupt halt in mid-air and fell heavily on the grass. It was as if the symphony was about to enter its most noisy part, when suddenly all the musicians stopped moving, and only a deathly silence remained.

Zhou You's mind was buzzing, and he didn't know if he didn't hear the sound of the king hitting the ground, or if there was no sound in the first place.

Fan Dalei, who was staring blankly, was awakened by the sound of gunshots, and then saw a pair of eyes.

What kind of eyes are these~

Fierce, fierce, and naturally proud.

Dependence, attachment, and deep regret.

Fan Dalei has lived for more than 30 years, and he thinks that he has seen a lot of people, seen enough of people's ugliness, and done all kinds of bad things, but he has never seen eyes full of so many emotions.

This gaze slowly zoomed in and lost focus.

At first, there was no ferocity, only a calm like a clear pool. Then there is no pride, and finally it turns to dust. Then there's less dependency, and it's already the last moment, where you came from and where you have to go back.

But it's just such a touch of affection, and I'm reluctant to leave until I completely lose my luster.

(I stayed up late to write it, and I couldn't sleep when I was emotional.) ）