I only remember when a person is attacked by a dog, if he squats on the ground, the dog reflexively retreats. Maybe it's a dog's natural instinct. When it saw a man crouching on the ground, he knew the man was ready to fight back. Therefore, he will be aware of the danger, retreat to a safe place and prepare for the next attack.

But it's in the past, and if you get up again, it won't hesitate to rush over.

Now the stick is two meters away from me. I've got to get it back. If I don't have a stick in my hand and the dog suddenly pounces on me, I'll have to wait for death.

The distance between the big dog and the stick is about two meters. She lay on the ground like a lion, her two thick hind legs pressed tightly to the ground, her eyes fixed on me. As soon as I have change, it flies off the string like an arrow. By that time, I couldn't run.

A low roar came from the inside of the big dog's neck.

It's warning me not to move, but I'm crouching on the ground and not moving, and it doesn't dare to move because it doesn't know what cards I have. Will it make it disappear in an instant like that shot?

I felt a stone behind me. It's small. I held the stone and thought about how to use it.

East and West!

While the big dog was staring at me, I suddenly threw the stone to the left. The big dog saw something thrown out of my hand, and his eyes chased it.

When it turned around again, I had quickly stood up and picked up the stick two meters away.

The big dog felt that his IQ had been insulted, and suddenly let out an angry roar, and flew over with his mouth wide open, wanting to take my stick again.

I dodged to the left and hit the big dog in the thigh with a backhand.

The stick ran so fast that the dog didn't have time to dodge. The stick hit him right on the body. He screamed, rolled on the ground twice, and then came back to me.

But the speed of this attack was much slower than just now. I could tell that I had injured its leg.

I used the opportunity to take a few steps back, adjust my posture, and aim for the best position. By this time, the body of the big dog had fallen on my side, and I was smothered on the second stick on its head.

There was only one click, and the stick was immediately broken, but in the nostrils of the big dog, I was already bleeding.

It slowed down for a few seconds, flipped over and bit my thigh. Luckily, I shoved another sharp eye into its mouth.

The big dog's teeth gripped the stick and pulled hard. Although he had more blood in his nostrils, it was like a demon who killed Redeye and must kill me today.

To be honest, my eyes were red.

I saw dogs bite me. I pulled out a stick and kicked it in its mouth.

But not helping is like getting stuck in its mouth, making me not let go no matter how much I kick it, in this case, I decided to die.

Instead of pulling the stick back, I kicked it in the back and pushed it into the dog's mouth. The dog never thought that I didn't pull out the stick, but stuck it in its mouth.

He opened his mouth to spit out the stick. I took advantage of the opportunity to hold the stick tightly in my hand and shove it down its throat.

That's the key point.

The dog suddenly opened its mouth and spurted blood. He fell to the ground, kicking desperately, trying to throw the stick out.

But because I had just pushed too hard, the stick went straight into its throat and head. The brain may have been seriously injured.

While the dog was still struggling on the ground, I ran to find another stick, ran up to the dog with the stick, and hit it the head. After a dozen blows, the dog finally stopped struggling.

I gasped and stopped, and a wail came from me.

I turned my head and barked to see my dog standing next to me, his eyes fixed on me, his eyes full of fear.

I don't know when it appeared, but he saw me kill another dog. Maybe at this moment, in his eyes, my master is also a devilish being.

I shouted a bolt of lightning, but it was so frightened that it took a few steps back, and I was speechless when I saw the dog's frightened expression.

From now on, even my own dog will treat me as an enemy?

"Wang, Wang, Wang."

Suddenly, my puppy barked at me. He barked wildly, uncomfortably in a circle, as if his body was showing signs of malaise. I reached for it and pulled it, trying to grab it to see what was going on. Is it going to bark at its owner?

That's when someone kicked me in the back. I realized that the dog's barking was a warning of danger. After I fell, I saw the dog turn around and run. I concluded that the attacker must have been a fierce man, otherwise my dog would not have been able to run away as soon as he saw him.

Looking back, I saw a pair of hungry wolf-like eyes!

The man who came in was my neighbor, a farmer who had music on in the morning.

This is the third time I've seen him since I moved to this village. The reason why I was so impressed in his eyes was because when I first met him, he left me with unforgettable memories.

I had just moved to my new home that night.

The sun is about to set and the sunset is beautiful. The mango orchards in the sun stretch as far as the eye can see. I rode my little electric donkey, carrying Meng Xiyao, who was moving with me, and shuttled through the path of the mango orchard. A yellow dog flew in from afar, flying in the dust, like a child chasing the wind

"Oh master, your dog is so cute. What's its name? ”

Watching the dog run after our electric car, I was so happy to fly.

I stared at the dog's posture in the rearview mirror with a faint smile on my face: "It's called lightning." ”

"Lightning, it's really a dog's name. This puppy runs so fast that it moves like lightning. Did you give it such a good name? ”

The sweet voice was almost intoxicating, but I said, "This name was given by his mother." ”

"Mom?"

With some doubts, my heart suddenly hurt, and my voice trembled: "my girlfriend, a very caring girl." We found lightning. When we found it, it was a poor stray dog

Let the donkey move forward, the dog's emotions disappear, and the dog's emotions disappear.

In the forest, two hundred meters away from home, we were surrounded by three large dogs.

The three dogs seemed to have fallen from the sky. Each of them weighed more than a hundred pounds, their eyes were red, their teeth were grinning, and they barked as if they were going to swallow us.

Unfortunately, in the face of three vicious dogs, my little yellow dog actually rushed over.

"Crackling."

In a burst of firecrackers, the three dogs ran away and jumped into the mango grove out of sight. My little yellow dog is confused. The war ended before it began?

"Master, you are a bad person. Your dog isn't having fun. You scared the enemy away! ”

"Get out. These dogs are fiercer than each other. It's not fun to be bitten. ”

I don't have time to joke with Meng Xiyao. I quickly turned the switch on and off to get out of the mango grove quickly.

"Are you constantly harassed by dogs, so you always have firecrackers in the car?" He said

"Yes, otherwise, who would set off a string of firecrackers in the car

I shook my head with a wry smile and sighed: "Ah, this is also true, you have to be prepared for any danger, but who has a dog, how can he bully people so much, and put it outside without being afraid of hurting others?" ”

"It's the owner's dog."

I frowned, and to be honest, I was really upset with these three dogs.

Because I moved to live near the mango orchard. The place where he lived was three or four hundred meters away from the owner's house in the orchard. It can be said that I am a neighbor, but this is an unbearable neighbor.

My neighbor has three dogs, like three mad dogs. They like to bark at two or three o'clock in the morning.

Neighbors are also like mad dogs. When the dog barks, it not only barks incessantly, but also turns up the volume in the house to the maximum and wakes you up from sleep. Because of this, I almost became a nervous breakdown.

After listening to my conversation, Meng Xiyao was a little angry, she said: "You can remind him to stop, or, complain to him!" ”

"Complaining? It's someone else's territory. Why are you..."

As I spoke, I inadvertently raised my head and suddenly stopped talking.

At sunset, a tall figure appeared in front of us. He was a meter tall, with white hair and a hoe on his shoulder. He stood on the dirt road in the middle of the orchard, as if he had just returned from work.

The afterglow of the setting sun dragged his shadow towards the elderly. Because his face is dark, we can't see the expression on his face clearly. However, the two eyes in his eyes made people fall into the ice cellar in an instant, and they were nothing more than the eyes of a vicious wolf.