Pet King

Chapter 1046: Night Attack (Page 1/1)

Night is approaching.

Da Ju's heart is burning with anger, which is the anger that may burn itself if it is not vented to the enemy. Don't look at it like it looks fat and fat, but its movements are quite flexible. A cat rushes into the main road of the village's central axis first, and its stray cat follows him.

At this time, most of the villagers in the village stayed at home to eat. There were not many people on the road. No one expected that an army of stray cats would sweep the entire village.

Due to the accelerated urbanization process, like most villages in China, young people have gone to work in large cities along the coast or along the coast. Most of the people left behind in the village are old, weak, sick, and young.

The young adults who are willing to stay are not left because of filial piety or respect for the old and the young. They are just delicious, lazy and idle, they do n’t take part in production, they do n’t take part in labor, they are old and grand. Those villagers who have gone to work thousands of miles away because they think it is a stupid way to get rich by labor. Obviously there are many speculative ways to make money. Why go away and suffer?

Back to the mountains to eat the mountains, to the seas to eat the sea, here is close to the dog market, leisurely young and middle-aged villagers of course have the idea of ​​a dog market.

The dog-raising rate in this village is very high, almost reaching the level of raising dogs at home.

Old and young sick dogs are for the care of the home and protect themselves, while young and old people keep the dogs for economic benefits.

Ordinary dogs are worthless and sold everywhere, so the villagers here prefer to keep fierce dogs, which can satisfy their vanity and fight dogs with neighbors, so as to make money by gambling or sell to customers from the city There are many examples of their domestic mastiffs who cheated their customers here to buy and sell. When the industry and commerce came to check, they simply acted arrogantly.

Therefore, in this little-known village, almost every family is proud to have strong and fierce dogs.

Not only do they raise purebred mastiffs, but they also let different kinds of mastiffs cross each other out of the spirit of hunting in the hope that more ferocious mastiffs can be born.

In this village, you can find large sturdy dogs from all over the world such as Dubin, Rottweiler, Cassro, Bute, Tibetan Mastiff, German Shepherd, Horse Dog, Bulldog, and their weird hybrid offspring.

Every time these mastiffs gave birth to a litter of puppies, they took the puppies to a dog market to sell them, and felt that it was a profitable business. In the countryside, raising dogs is not as special as in the city, and special dog food must be prepared. Villagers feed their dogs whatever they eat. It is nothing more than adding a few rice to the pot when cooking.

Of course, for these fierce dogs, eating rice all day is not enough. They are too thin to sell at a good price. The villagers also know this. Sometimes they still have to find a way to add some meat to the dog-go to the market. Buying pork, beef, and mutton is definitely impossible. That's too expensive. People can't bear to eat. How can they feed the dog? Will be scolded by a neighbor pointing his back.

Fortunately, other meats can be found around the village.

Sometimes when the industry and commerce tax department jointly enforces law, some pets such as cats, dogs, rabbits, squirrels, hedgehogs and other small animals run away in dog markets. These small animals are free meat.

Some villagers make money by fighting dogs for gambling. In order to make their dogs more fierce and bloodthirsty, they never feed the dogs with cooked food, but feed live animals, and feed the caught small animals alive to the dogs. Haha laughed and watched the dogs prey. Tear into pieces alive.

Some dogs are so ferocious that they can't even tie the iron chains of finger thickness, and sometimes break free and run outside. Villagers have been with dogs for a long time, and know how to deal with dogs, but pedestrians passing by are unlucky, often bitten, and occasionally bitter.

After a pedestrian is bitten, he will definitely not give up, but the dog owner will not confess the account. After the dog bites, the dog quietly slaughters the dog, eliminates the evidence, and the villagers protect each other, so that the bite can only I feel bad.

Although there are many gifs of cat-dog battles circulating on the Internet, cats are often bullying dogs, but those dogs are all dogs with a gentle personality, not trained dogs.

In fact, even the golden retriever, who is usually gentle and obedient in front of humans, also turns into a demon when facing dogs and cats, and is nicknamed "the treasure for dogs". The golden retriever who bites a stray cat is not a minority. After all, the golden retriever is Hound, hunting instinct hidden in the body.

The golden retriever is still like this, and those bloodthirsty dogs are not to mention. When stray cats encounter dogs, if there are no walls or haystacks nearby, they are often fierce.

The villagers have no cats, and the rich people in the city raise cats. They do not interfere with the behavior of predators, and even encourage them to supplement their meat.

However, some sensitive villagers recently noticed that the stupid stray cats used to seem to be cunning ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It is no longer easy to be preyed, and the mastiffs in the village are starving, and the stray dogs around the village are hungry. Hungry, anxious and even jumped into the courtyard of the villagers to hunt for poultry.

It ’s okay to eat stray cats, but villagers ca n’t bear to eat poultry. This is money!

At dinner time, the scent of meals was scattered in the village, and the hungry mastiffs and stray dogs barked loudly, hoping to attract human attention and give them some food.

The stray cat army rushed into the village from the downside. Even the most sensitive dogs are not aware of their arrival at present. Even if they smell the cat's smell, the mastiffs don't care, they think it is just a dinner delivered to the door.

The orange tacked on the wall a few times, struggling to climb up to the wall of a courtyard, staring coldly at a row of Rottweiler chained in the courtyard.

Rottweiler looked up and stared at it, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, the thick saliva dripping from the corner of the mouth-this orange cat is fat enough and should be able to eat a meal.

It barked louder, hoping that the owner could untie its iron chain, but the owners of the house were eating in the house, and for the time being nobody paid attention to it.

Immediately after, stray cats stung on the wall, their eyes reflected the light of various colors, staring down at this Rottweiler, the situation was inexplicably weird.

Tangerine had obtained accurate information that the dog had killed at least three stray cats and bitten a small child.

Rottweiler crooked his head and was a little puzzled. It had never seen stray cats clustered like this. But it doesn't matter, the stray cat is just food for it.

The stray cats gather more and more, there are at least twenty or thirty, and they don't run without barking, just staring at it so quietly.

The big orange stands like a knife, splits heavily and sends an attack signal.

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