After Mao Shibai and Huzi separated, they drove around Jin Wanda's company and took a closer look at the nearby terrain.

The company occupies a large area, with more than a dozen acres of land, surrounded by tall walls. In some places, there is barbed wire.

It looks like a fucking prison, Mao Baxin said, it's a good place for Jin Wanda to mess up, when can he get him over, it must not be such a layout.

Although Mao 18 didn't know much about the metaphysics of feng shui, he also learned some things when he studied Chinese medicine, such as Jiayimu in the East, Gengxin Jin in the West, Bingding Fire in the South, and Nonyoushui in the North.

According to feng shui, the location here is good, although there is no mountain behind, but the terrain behind is very high, which forms a very perfect back, the front terrain is open, as if it is a pond, there are arms on the left and right, no wonder Jin Wanda has not received due retribution for so many years of bad deeds.

However, the wall here is not very well repaired, and the barbed wire fence has destroyed a good feng shui by a few points, if it is not so, it is estimated that Jin Wanda will definitely surpass Zhao Tianxi.

Mao 18 parked the car in an open space behind the company, thinking crankily in his heart.

The road behind is very secluded and rarely crowded. Street lights are also scarce.

Mao Shibai picked a relatively close place and jumped on the wall, looked into the courtyard, quietly, there was no one around.

Mao Eighteen knew that Huzi couldn't drag on for too long, and he should try his best to gain time.

Thinking of this, Mao Eighteen leaned down, and as soon as his feet landed, he felt that something rushed from the darkness.

It came very fast and silently.

This suddenly shocked Mao Shibai into a cold sweat.

Mao Eighteen rolled on the spot, and his colleague pulled out the wolf's tooth dagger in his boot.

Originally, Mao Eighteen didn't think about the weapon, but for Jin Wanda's subordinates, Mao Eighteen really didn't look at it, unless they fought hard in groups, if a few people Mao Eighteen was sure that they would lie down instantly.

But who knew there was a fucking help here.

Mao Eighteen looked at the opposite thing by the faint street light in the distance, with huge fangs and extremely fierce growth.

Mao 18 didn't look at it, but when he looked at it, he was scared. How can there be a ghost mastiff here, Jin Wanda is really fucking perverted.

Tibetan mastiffs are known to bite, chew and dig, chewing is the habit of most puppies of every breed, and during their teething period, chewing (biting) can be adjusted to a non-destructive direction. Similarly, the destructive power of the ghost mastiff is similar to that of the Tibetan mastiff. In fact, the ghost mastiff is a variant of the Tibetan mastiff, and its IQ is lower than that of the Tibetan mastiff, and sometimes the owner does not know it.

Ten dogs and one mastiff, this sentence may be usually understood by everyone as ten dogs can produce a mastiff, but it is actually wrong.

After birth, the dog is placed in a dark place, isolated from the world. Let them kill each other, and after a while there is one last one left, and this is a brute with the qualities of an Ao dog.

After domestication, this animal is very loyal to its owner, and is extremely combative, comparable to lions and tigers.

Mao Shibai never dreamed that Jin Wanda's company would have a fucking thing like this, and quietly, like a ghost.

The Tibetan mastiff who was able to kill Jin Wanda last time was already lucky, but this time I met a ghost mastiff, I don't know if I can deal with it, so I have a semi-automatic rifle in my hand, and I can finish it with a shuttle bullet directly, so why bother with him.

Mao Eighteen confronted the ghost mastiff, and cold sweat was already in his palms.

The ghost mastiff stared at Mao Eighteen, and suddenly jumped up and pounced on Mao Eighteen.

The size of the ghost mastiff was huge, and Mao Eighteen did not dare to slack off, dodged the blow of the ghost mastiff, and raised his leg and kicked the ghost mastiff's stomach.

Mao Eighteen used all his strength, and it was estimated that if he kicked on the person's body, he would have at least three or four broken ribs.

The ghost mastiff was probably injured as well, but it made him even more insane.

Turning his head and staring at Mao Eighteen, Mao Eighteen felt that his hair stood up.

The ghost mastiff bit frantically again, and more than a dozen attacks in a row made Mao Eighteen's legs tremble a little.

People always have a problem, maybe not necessarily people, animals are the same, if he is afraid of something, if he has heard of something terrible in his life, once he encounters it, he will lose in momentum first.

Mao Eighteen is like this today, he has long heard the story of the ghost mastiff, and he has also seen the photos, Mao Eighteen is afraid of this beast in his heart. So in a few moments, the sweat on Mao Shiba's body was already soaked.

The ghost mastiff didn't feel it, just because the kick just now was more ferocious.

Non-stop like Mao XVIII attacking, attacking.

The ghost mastiff was thinking in his heart, Malegobi, since Lao Tzu was born, my sisters have been bitten to death by me, no one can compete with me, what the fuck are you, you have actually escaped my impact so many times, it seems that today I must let you know how good I am.

Mao Eighteen felt that his mouth was dry, and his body was already soaked with sweat.

Mao 18 looked at the ghost mastiff, and his body involuntarily retreated back.

Mao Eighteen didn't know what was tripped under his feet, and when he glanced at it with his eyes, it turned out to be a hollow brick.

Mao Eighteen Xin said,, how can there be this thing.

At this time, the ghost mastiff pounced again, and Mao Shibai grabbed the hollow brick with his hand, dodged the ghost mastiff's mouth, and slapped a hollow brick directly on the beast's head.

The ghost mastiff finally screamed, and in this silent night, it was very terrifying.

The ghost mastiff turned and walked to the side, shaking its head, apparently hurting.

Mao 18 looked at the hollow bricks scattered on the ground, and was angry in his heart, and said in his heart, this is all right, how the fuck are you fighting, run quickly.

As he spoke, Mao Eighteen stepped back, trying his best to leave this place, after all, entangled with a brute, even if he won, there is no brilliance.

But the brute was beaten, and how could he give up, and his head shook and pounced again.

Mao Eighteen dodged left and right, tired and out of breath.

scolded in my heart,, this dagger is too short, so if you have a long knife, then you will be bull B, so you don't have to be so passive.

The ghost mastiff was also injured, and its front leg was cut by Mao Eighteen with a dagger, and the blood flowed, which not only did not make it retreat, but became more manic, and kept biting.

Mao 18 knew that he didn't pay attention, his feet slipped and he fell.

The ghost mastiff had already pounced at this time, and it was too late to hide.

The front paws of the ghost mastiff were already on Mao Eighteen's shoulder, and the blood basin opened its mouth, and it bit off at Mao Eighteen.