In the corner of the yard, I found a dog hole.

The dog hole doesn't look big, and it looks about ten centimeters in diameter, but if I want to climb out of it, I think it should be enough.

I lay down and put my head and hands out, but because my shoulders were a little wide and I was stuck there, I touched a wooden stick in a random way, and I dragged it in.

I was wondering if I could use a wooden stick to dig the dog hole a little wider. If it was one or two centimeters wider, I would be able to get out.

Just as I was hesitating, a whimpering sound came from behind me. I didn't dare to think about turning around and hitting it out. I heard a bang and a scream.

Looking back, the dog that I had just woken up by the corona.

I hit it with a hit and was fluttering on the ground dizzyly. I stepped over and hit two more poles.

The two sticks hit its back, and it seemed that they did not hit the vital point. After rolling two rounds on the ground, the dog turned over and rushed towards me like it could fly, and bit the wooden stick in my hand with one mouthful.

Just as I was pulling the wooden stick back, it also twisted the wooden stick twice, almost snatching my wooden stick from my hand.

Only then did I realize that this is not an ordinary dog. This kind of dog is not only fierce, but also has a high IQ. It even knows how to steal weapons from humans, so I have to fight with it, even if I have to fight with it.

The big dog bit my wooden stick and dragged me around. Because my strength was not as big as it was, I could only be controlled by it and then turned around in the yard for two or three times. I suddenly loosened my hand and squatted down against the wall.

I squatted to the ground, and the dog was so scared that he let go, and the wooden stick fell to the ground with a bang.

Then I remembered that if a person squats on the ground when attacked by a dog, the dog will retreat due to conditioned reflexes. This may be a natural instinct of a dog. When it sees a person squatting on the ground, it knows that the person is ready to fight back, so it will realize the danger and retreat to a place it thinks is safe to prepare and launch the next round of attack.

But after it retreats, if you stand up again, it will pounce on you without hesitation.

Now the wooden stick is two meters away from me, and I have to take it back into my hand. If the dog suddenly pounces on me if there is no wooden stick in my hand, I can only sit and wait for death.

The big dog was about two meters away from the wooden stick. She was now lying on the ground like a lion, her two thick hind legs pressing against the ground, staring at me tightly. Once I had any abnormal movement, it would fly out like an arrow, and no matter how fast I was, I could not escape it.

A low growl came from the big dog's neck.

It was warning me not to move around, but I squatted on the ground and didn't move, and it didn't dare to move because it didn't know what trump card I had? Will it make it faint in an instant with just one move like before?

I felt a stone behind my back, very small. I held the stone and thought about how to use it.

Speak east and attack west!

Just as the big dog was staring at me attentively, I suddenly threw the stone out to the left. The big dog saw something thrown out of my hand and his eyes chased after the thing.

When it turned back again, I had already stood up quickly and picked up the wooden stick two meters away in my hand.

The big dog felt that his IQ was insulted, and suddenly let out an angry roar, flew over, opened his mouth and wanted to snatch my wooden stick again.

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

The big dog had no time to hide. The wooden stick he slapped hit it. It screamed, fell to the ground and rolled twice, and then rushed towards me again.

But the speed of the pounce this time was much slower than before, and it could be seen that its leg had been injured by me.

I took this opportunity to quickly take a few steps back, adjust my posture, and aim at the best position. At this time, the big dog's body had fallen beside me, and then I steadily put it on the second rod.

With a click, the wooden stick was interrupted instantly, but blood had already been blown out of the big dog's nostrils.

Its movement slowed down for a few seconds, turned over and bit my thighs. Fortunately, I was sharp-eyed and fast, so I stuffed another broken wooden stick into its mouth.

The big dog's teeth were tightly biting the wooden stick and tugging hard. Although the blood flowed in his nostrils, it was like a red-eyed demon. He must kill me today.

To be honest, I was also red from my eyes.

I saw the dog biting me and I didn't let go, so I grabbed the wooden stick and kicked it in the mouth.

But not helping is like sticking to its mouth, so I won’t let it go no matter how I kick it. Since that’s the case, I decided to kill it.

I did not pull the wooden stick back, but kicked it to the back of the wooden stick and kicked the wooden stick into the dog's mouth. The dog never dreamed that I did not pull the wooden stick, but inserted the wooden stick into its mouth.

It opened its mouth and wanted to spit out the wooden stick. I took this opportunity to hold the wooden stick tightly with both hands and penetrated it into its throat.

This is inserted into the key part.

The dog suddenly opened its mouth and bleeded blood, and fell to the ground and kicked its legs wildly, trying hard to throw the wooden stick out.

But because I used too much force just now, the wooden stick directly penetrated its throat and inserted it into its head, and maybe even his brain was seriously injured.

While the big dog was still struggling on the ground, I ran to pick up another piece of wooden stick, took the wooden stick and ran to the big dog, slapped it hard on its head. After pounding it for more than a dozen times, the dog finally stopped struggling.

I stopped panting, and suddenly there was a whimpering sound around me.

I turned my head to the screams, and saw my dog ​​standing next to me, staring at me with both eyes, eyes full of fear.

I don't know when it appeared, but it saw with its own eyes that I killed another dog. Maybe at this moment, in its eyes, my master is also a demonic existence.

I screamed for lightning, but scared it to the point of taking a few steps back. Seeing the fearful expression of the puppy, I was speechless.

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

"Woof, woof, woof."

Suddenly my puppy barked at me. It was spinning in circles while yelling, as if it had discomfort symptoms in its body. I reached out to pull it, wanting to grab it and see what was going on. It was going to bark at its owner?

At this moment, someone kicked me to the ground from behind me. Then I realized that the dog was barking just now, reminding me that danger was coming. After falling to the ground, I saw the dog turn around and run away. I concluded that the person who attacked me must be a powerful character, otherwise my dog ​​would not have run away when he saw him.

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

This person came in and was my neighbor, the farmer who was having fun in the early morning with music.

This is the third time I have met him since I moved to this village. The reason why I have a deep impression of his eyes is that when I first met, he left me with unforgettable memories.

"You shouldn't be here."

My neighbor finally spoke, but his words sounded a bit muffled, which made people feel a little uncomfortable, just like Voldemort from hell.

Looking at my indifferent neighbor, I took a deep breath and said to him: "Uncle, can you take good care of your dog, put it outside, bite people everywhere, and bite others?"

"You really shouldn't have come here."

The neighbor seemed to be able to say this because it was his second time. After saying it the second time, he slowly walked towards me.

As his steps moved, he left and right, and the two evil dogs surrounded him step by step, like two guards.

At this moment, the neighbor's eyes looked at me even more terrifying. He was like looking at someone who had a deep hatred with him.

I knew I killed one of his dogs, and he was already worried about me now.

I looked at them and approached me step by step. I had no way out now, so I had to soften my tone: "Uncle, how much is your dog worth? I will compensate you at the price. As long as you don't put your dog outside to affect other people's lives in the future, everything is easy to say..."

"You shouldn't be here!"

This person seemed to be crazy and didn't understand what I said at all. He would only repeat this sentence.

When he said this for the third time, he had become a heart-wrenching posture. When he finished speaking, he rushed towards me like a vicious dog.

Just as he was rushing out, the two dogs beside him also rushed towards me with their owners.

The two dogs and one person formed a fan posture and surrounded me. I had no way out now.

At the critical moment, seventeen or eighteen stray dogs suddenly entered through the dog's hole.

All the stray dogs were led by lightning. After they got in, they rushed towards my neighbor and his two dogs.

In a few seconds, a barrier formed, blocking me and my neighbors.

In an instant, the barking of dogs, the cries and screams sounded in the night of this mountain village.

A man-dog battle is about to break out.

At this critical moment, the village director led more than 20 young and middle-aged men to open the big iron door, and rushed in with the wooden stick in his hand.

The group of stray dogs were beaten torture under the siege of the crowd and fled in panic.

I took my puppy and escaped in the chaos. When I left the compound, I remembered deeply that my neighbor, whose sinister eyes, followed me until I sent me to the end of the road.

Because this dog incident alarmed the local police, I was reported to the Municipal Public Security Bureau. I received a notice from the Municipal Bureau early the next morning, asking me to return to the Municipal Bureau quickly and receive education and criticism.

Gao Wei drove me back to the municipal bureau and came to the Crime Department office. Seeing that the case was being discussed inside, we couldn't rest, so we went in and gathered for a fun.

They were discussing a corpse dismemberment case, because the day after the discovery of the female corpse, a crowd found some corpses in the vegetable market, and these corpses were randomly thrown in the vegetable market, almost hundreds of yuan.

After the efforts of the forensic doctor, it took an afternoon to piece together a human leg with these picked corpses.

This is a female human leg, from the ankle to the crotch, without the soles of the foot. Because each small piece of body is cut very neatly, the forensic doctors quickly used these fragmented pieces to make such a leg.

Looking at the broken leg lying on the anatomical rack, I took a deep breath and said slowly: "It can be seen that the murderer is a chainsaw madman. Each piece of corpse is cut so neatly. Boss, how do you think he did it?"
Chapter completed!