Unfortunately, the dog fighter did not personally direct the dog fight, but exited the arena after opening the door of my iron cage, leaving only the hare hound.

And at this moment, the collar on my wrist suddenly sounded, I looked down, the display of the collar showed that I had received a voice message from a cut plum, I hesitated for a moment, turned on the voice message, a cut of the plum's crisp voice with a bit of banter:

"Do you like this game?"

"I like it." I sneered, "But anyone who understands can tell I'm saying the opposite."

"This is already the most merciful treatment I have ever given you. A cut of Mei Qingyue's voice resounded. And I've got a jackpot and an unexpected surprise game for you."

"Color." I frowned.

"That's right, you look up, look at the purebred Tibetan mastiff that is the largest of all fighting dogs, look at what's on its neck."

I raised my head and looked out of the arena, and I saw that among the thirty-three fighting dogs in the waiting area behind the railing outside the gladiatorial arena, one of the largest Tibetan mastiffs with a soft golden mane and a majestic Tibetan mastiff with a soft golden mane was hanging from the neck.

"How's that, are you motivated to keep playing?" The voice of this crazy woman with a bit of banter sounded again. The Tibetan mastiff will appear at the end, and if you can win the first thirty-three fighting dogs, you will have a chance to untie the collar from your body.

"Huh." I laughed right away." In other words, I want to get the remote control of the collar to untie my body and get free. The premise is that I need to kill thirty-three fighting dogs. That's fighting dogs. It's not a farmer's cultivated earth dog. And even if it's a three-edged thorn, it is estimated that killing a dozen or so fighting dogs will be dull. From a physical and biological point of view, the probability that I can kill so many fighting dogs is absolutely zero.”

"Then it's up to you." The voice of a cut plum rang unhurriedly. Kill you directly, but it's too cheap for you, and you can't let me have fun. You say, you've ruined my mood so many times, shouldn't you make some entertainment to restore my spoiled mood?"

"Do it yourself, if you make me happy, I'll arrange an aftershow for you." The mysterious laughter of the Cutting Plum came and finally broke off suddenly, and at that moment, the man behind me urged, and threatened me with his gun:

"Let's get started."

I gritted my teeth, and finally turned around, and looked at the hare hound, step by step, and walked towards it with my feet filled with lead.

As I continued to approach with the triangular thorn, the hound's eyes widened and stared at me cautiously, the paws pressed back and forth, the shoulder blades tilted back slightly, the muscles were muscular, the back was slightly arched, the withers began to bulge, and the posture of defense and retreat was made.

It was only as I got closer and closer, and the hounds retreated more and more slowly, and began to bark at me, and the hostile barking made my eyelids twitch slightly.

One man and dog, four eyes facing each other.

I heard the clamours, shouts, and urgings all around me, and I saw the faces in the masked masks behind the windows of the cloister on the second floor, and the burning eyes hidden by the hypocritical faces.

"Come on."

"Kill, kill."

"Kill it."

"Kill, rub it."

It's not very clear, but it's faint. I can still hear the voices coming from behind the window. There was a cloud of anger in my chest. I took a deep breath, one step, one step, one step closer to the Hound and as the distance between me and the Hound narrowed to a minimum, the Hound also retreated to the edge of the railing, and there was no way to retreat.

I want to kill the hound, my eyes scan the various parts of the hoist's body, and at the same time, my brain analyzes the flaws in the hoist's movements, physiological structure, and weaknesses.

A dog's nose, mouth, eyes, and neck are some of the most lethal weaknesses in dogs.

When the dog's nose is attacked, the dog will fall into a coma, but the force of the heavy blow is not easy to grasp, once it is not deflected or unconscious, I will inevitably be counterattacked by the dog's canine teeth, and I may lose a hand.

If you preemptively attack a dog's eyes and blind them, you can make them less aggressive, but the big problem is that the dog's mouth is in front of the eyes, and if I attack its eyes, there is a high chance that its mouth will bite the palm of my hand.

If it's a neck...... It's the same as above.

The feasible method may be to smash the yellow dragon directly, directly stab the dog's mouth, pierce the dog's mouth with a three-edged thorn, and puncture the throat, but the accuracy is also very high.

I looked at the clothes I was wearing, a business shirt, a lingerie, and generally speaking, the people who killed dogs in dog slaughterhouses killed dogs with wire clamps or by covering their heads with cloth covers and cutting off their heads, but I was dealing with more than 30 dogs......

No matter how you look at it, it seems that I can't possibly kill thirty-three dogs in a row.

All kinds of possibilities are circling in my mind for analysis.After synthesizing the various probabilistic possibilities.I automatically simulated one set of plans after another.But the final calculation result is still infinitely close to zero.With my physical strength and ability.I'm afraid I can only kill about ten at most.In the face of the following Demu, Tibetan mastiff, etc.,I have no physical strength and no chance of winning.

Unless......

I had a vague possibility in my head, and that was ...... Is it useful for dogs.

Moreover, if I use the Soul Hook unscrupulously, if I find it, I will inevitably stop the dog fight, and at that time, my situation will only be more dangerous.

As soon as I thought of this, I adjusted my breathing, and then slowly squinted, staring at the eyes of the Hound in front of me, as if facing a person, slowly concentrating my mental power, and performing a soul hooking spell on the Hound in front of me.