Ning Meng's opponent was a native dog, not big in stature, with yellow fur, looking very skinny, but very smart.

When it saw Ning Meng getting a sword, it immediately dodged away and barked five or six meters away, but did not attack.

Ning Meng was bitten all over, with wounds all over her body. Red blood flowed down, making her clothes stained with blood, which looked very scary.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Ning Meng cried, holding a bronze sword in both hands, and confronted the native dog. She was frightened by the bites and did not dare to take the initiative to attack and kill the dog.

"Mengmeng, don't stand there, go kill the dog!"

She Niu Nu urged her, she was extremely anxious.

"Ning Meng, go kill the dog!"

Shanshan was also urging: "After you kill him, let me use it!"

"You have the nerve to speak up. If we hadn't moved for you, we wouldn't have to suffer this!"

She Niu Nu became angry when she heard Shanshan's voice.

"I didn't force you to come?"

Shanshan retorted.

"What do you mean?"

She Niu girl cursed: "Did we rush to copy you when we co-authored it?"

"That's what it is!"

Shanshan sneered. She and Ning Meng were relatively close, and She Niu Nu came here on her own.

"Fuck you!"

She Niu's female lungs are about to burst with anger.

"Ning Meng, kill the dog quickly!"

"Everyone is still waiting for the sword to save their lives!"

"Please, go kill the dog!"

Everyone is urging.

"I...I don't dare!"

Ning Meng was crying hard and her whole body was trembling. She really didn't dare. The wounds on her body were still hurting.

"Then give me the sword!"

Shanshan urged: "Hurry up, I'll use it first!"

"Give me!"

The cow girl roared.

Ning Meng was at a loss.

"Are you trying to kill us?"

Shanshan shouted.

"NO, I have not!"

Ning Meng planned to give the sword to Shanshan, but as soon as she moved towards Shanshan and showed this sign, the native dog immediately jumped forward.

"ah!"

Ning Meng screamed in fear, and quickly held the bronze sword with both hands to confront the native dog.

"Hold!"

She Niu Nu cursed. She rolled her eyes, suddenly threw away the Samoyed that was chasing her, and ran towards Ning Meng: "Ning Meng, give me the sword!"

When Shanshan saw this, she also went to grab the sword.

In their circle of close friends, one of the five people died, and the remaining one cried loudly and was at a loss: "Stop arguing, Ning Meng, you should kill the dog quickly."

"Kill the dog quickly, or give me the sword."

Lin Baici is also helpless and kindly wants to help you, but your performance is too poor, right?

If I had known earlier, I might as well have given the sword to someone else!

She Niu Nu ran to Ning Meng first and reached out to grab the sword: "Let go!"

Ning Meng had a weak personality and did not dare to resist. She let go subconsciously, but the next second, Shanshan rushed over: "Don't give it to her!"

The two men were fighting together.

"Ning Meng, come here and help me!"

Shanshan shouted.

"Oh, you stinky son of a bitch!"

She Niu Nu cursed loudly. She was stronger and stronger, so she had some advantages, and she dared to strike. She buttonholed Shanshan with one hand and punched Shanshan in the mouth with the other.

Shanshan can only pull her hair and scream.

When they did this, the wild dogs judged them as interfering with other people's dog fighting, so they were punished.

Woof woof! woof woof!

The wild dogs who were standing in the distance, forming a circle to watch these people fighting dogs, suddenly dozens of them rushed over.

"Stop fighting, the dog is coming!"

Xia Hongyao dissuades.

But it was too late, dozens of wild dogs swarmed up, drowned the three Ning Meng, and started biting wildly.

"ah!"

Three people screamed.

She Niu Nu grabbed the sword, but it was useless. Seven dogs bit her and she couldn't shake them away, so she couldn't swing the sword.

Lin Baici looked at Ning Meng lying on the ground, his eyes wide open and he had lost his breath. He was so angry that he vomited blood. What is this?

Obviously if you were bolder, you could survive, but in the end, the other two were implicated.

Sometimes, opportunities are really given to you, but they turn out to be useless.

"Get away!"

Lin Baici scolded, knocked away the wild dog in front of him, picked up the dragon tooth from the dead She Niu Nu, and then threw it to the short man.

Whoosh!

The bronze sword was stuck at the short man's feet.

"Thanks!"

The short man shouted, pulled out the bronze sword, and there were three swords.

He was fighting against a local dog, but this beast was obviously much more powerful than the ones in the village. If an adult wanted to deal with them with bare hands, he had to be extremely careful. If he was not careful at all, he would overturn.

If you are facing those large dogs, you can only ask for good luck.

As the sun sets, the lawn splattered with blood is bloody and messy, with corpses lying everywhere and hordes of wild dogs.

Less than half of the people have killed their dogs, and everyone is struggling.

The big man pushed the woman who threw the takeaway to the ground and punched her on the head.

"Please... don't kill me!"

The woman's eyes were bruised and swollen, her mouth was full of blood, and when she spoke, broken teeth and blood would come out of her mouth.

"I'm sorry, I also want to survive. If you want to blame, just blame the culprit who caused this!"

The big man was indifferent and had already taken action. Wouldn't it be stupid to show mercy again?

Among his companions, there were two others who had chosen someone. One had already killed the person and was standing next to him, panting. The other gave up halfway through the fight and squatted there with his head in his hands, crying helplessly.

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The woman he beat was curled up and lying on the ground, crying too.

The old security guard held a husky in his mouth and kept making strange noises and gesticulating to intimidate the husky he was fighting against.

The husky was really frightened and kept growling, but did not dare to attack.

"Handsome guy, I'm done!"

The short man killed the native dog, grabbed the skirt of his clothes, and wiped it on the blade of the sword.

"Wang Bing, twenty-nine years old, is a male. He passes by the hair salon several times a month and wants to go in and fix it, but after all, he can't look like this."

The sudden words startled the short man.

"What the hell?"
To be continued...