Chapter 96 Killing Mastiff

The mountain village where Wang Yao lives is neither big nor small. If someone has something to say, it will soon spread throughout the mountain village. It is worth gossiping about raising a Tibetan mastiff.

This Tibetan mastiff does not belong to this village.

"Come here!"

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, piercing the night sky, sounding anxious.

"Go and have a look." Wang Fenghua said.

"it is good."

Wang Yao went home and took a wooden stick in his hand, and he didn't forget to close the door before leaving.

The father and son searched in the direction where the shout came from, and saw a group of people on a street, the first one was a man, walking with a person on his back, and then a car drove over in a hurry, They got into the car and left quickly.

"What's going on?" Someone next to him asked.

"Bite by a dog."

"Dog, is it that powerful?"

"Well, it looks like a big dog biting its neck."

Big dog, hurting people, that Tibetan mastiff just now! ?

Wang Yao turned his head and looked towards his own direction.

"Dad, let's go home?" Although the door was closed, he was still worried about his mother and sister.

"Um."

The father and son returned home, and the mother and daughter who were waiting at home hurriedly asked what happened, and Wang Yao told them what happened just now.

"Tibetan mastiff?!" Wang Ru was taken aback after hearing this, "Does anyone in the village raise this kind of dog?"

"Is this dog very fierce?"

"But, one mastiff is worth three wolves!" Wang Ru said.

"Heh, you can still fight tigers and lions!" Wang Yao said with a smile after hearing this.

"What, so powerful, is it still a dog?" Zhang Xiuying said after hearing this.

"Mom, I'm talking nonsense. How can there be such a powerful dog in the world, not to mention lions, tigers, even coyotes are not dogs that can deal with it, but this kind of Tibetan mastiff is indeed more fierce, territorial, and can throw down a big man It's still not a problem, I just took a look at it, and the dog is quite big, like a calf."

"Why did this suddenly come to our village?"

"That's not clear."

That night, there would be dogs barking in the village from time to time.

The next morning, after breakfast, Wang Yao went out. Just as he was about to go south, he saw several village men coming out of an alley with sticks in their hands.

"What's the situation?!" He was taken aback when he saw this.

"Hey, hello, folks, pay attention!"

At this time, the radio in the village, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly rang.

After listening to the broadcast for a while, Wang Yao finally found out that in just one night, three people were bitten by the Tibetan mastiff that ran into the village. This morning, the Tibetan mastiff rushed into a family and bit another. Boy, those men with sticks are the ones organized by the village to find that mad dog.

"Made, where did that mad dog go!" The leader with a Chinese character on his back was full of anger, and he wished he could immediately smash that Tibetan mastiff into meat paste. Just last night, that Tibetan mastiff ran into him. At home, he bit a relative who was visiting his home, which annoyed him very much. '

"Xiao Yao, hurry home, don't go out and walk around by yourself, didn't you hear the broadcast just now?" Some of these people saw Wang Yao and shouted at him.

"Got it uncle, I'll go back right away." Wang Yao replied with a smile.

When they were far away, Wang Yao wanted to continue going up the mountain, but he received a call from his family. The family was also worried about him and would not let him go up the mountain alone. This time, his mother's tone was very strong. In desperation, He had to go home and wait.

As a result, after waiting all morning, they didn't hear the village broadcast anymore, and the dogs in the village didn't seem to bark much, which meant that the Tibetan mastiff that bit someone in this mountain village last night should have left.

"Danger,

Should have been lifted. "

At noon, after lunch, Wang Yao still decided to go to the mountain to have a look.

"What if the mad dog is still in the village?" Zhang Xiuying refused to let him go.

"Can't I go with a stick?"

"What's the use of using a stick? You don't know how to beat a dog with a stick?!"

"Look, Mom." Wang Yao picked up a stone, and the breath in his abdomen circulated, reaching his right hand, and with a click, the stone broke into several pieces.

Um? ! Zhang Xiuying was taken aback.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Finally, Wang Yao went out from the thick bamboo pole at home and headed towards Nanshan.

Um?

When he walked down the mountain, he stepped suddenly, looked at the mountain road, and then bent down.

There were a few drops of blood on the road, which had dried.

"Why is there blood here?"

He continued to walk a certain distance, and after a while, he saw the same bloodstain again.

"Could it be that Tibetan mastiff?" Wang Yao raised his head to look into the distance, and unknowingly quickened his pace.

Winding along the mountain road, bypassing a mountain, and then Nanshan is in front of you.

Bark, woof, far away, he heard the sound of dogs barking on the mountain.

There is a situation!

He hurried up the mountain, but before reaching the mountainside, he stopped suddenly.

That is? !

He saw a dog, as big as a calf, covered with long black fur, with several wounds on its body, dripping with blood, it was the Tibetan Mastiff that committed a crime in the village last night and bit several people.

The Tibetan mastiff was lying on the ground, its body was a little stiff, and there was no bullying. Wang Yao took a closer look, only to find that the Tibetan mastiff was already dead. A bloody hole was bitten open in the chest, and a big hole was torn open in the abdomen.

"What kind of animal killed this Tibetan mastiff? Could it be that there are other beasts on the Nanshan Mountain? No, I have been in Nanshan Mountain for several years, and spent a considerable part of my time here overnight. I have never seen any beasts. The only thing that counts is a hero, it counts as a bird of prey!"

When Wang Yao was wondering, the native dog "San Xian" rushed down from the mountain.

"Hey, Sanxian, what's wrong with you?"

After it got close, Wang Yao realized that the dog's fur was a little messy, some parts were missing, and there was some blood at the corner of the mouth. After seeing Wang Yao, he wagged his tail excitedly.

"Wait!" Wang Yao carefully looked at the "three delicacies" in front of him, then turned his head to look at the Tibetan mastiff lying on the ground, and made a bold guess in his heart.

"Is this Tibetan mastiff killed by you?"

Bark, Sanxian responded twice, then raised his paw and pointed to the mountain.

"Not only you, but also heroes?"

woof!

"Good guy, okay!" Wang Yao stretched out his hand and patted the dirt dog in front of him. This size is less than half of that Tibetan mastiff, and it is quite powerful to be able to cooperate with that goshawk to kill this mad dog.

"Just, why did this Tibetan mastiff die at the foot of the mountain?"