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The mountain village where Wang Yao is located is not big, and it is not too small to say that there are some things, and it will soon be spread throughout the mountain village to raise Tibetan mastiffs, but it is worthy of the news.

This Tibetan mastiff is not in this village.

"Come on!"

At this time, suddenly someone shouted and broke through the night sky, which sounded anxious.

"Go and see." Wang Fenghua said.

"it is good."

Wang Yao went home and copied a wooden stick in his hand. When he left, he did not forget to close the door.

The two fathers and sons followed the direction of the shouts and saw a group of people on a street. The first one was a man, and the one carrying the person was very anxious, and then a car hurriedly opened. They left quickly as soon as they got on the bus.

"What happened?" asked someone next to him.

"Bite by the dog."

"Does the dog, is it so powerful?"

"Well, it seems like a big dog, biting his neck."

Big dog, hurting, the Tibetan mastiff just now! ?

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

"Dad, let's go home?" Although he has closed the door, he still has some mothers and sisters who are not at ease.

"Ok."

Their father and son returned home, waiting for the mother and daughter at home to ask what happened, Wang Yao told them what had happened.

“Tibetan?!” Wang Ru was shocked after listening. “Is there such a dog in the village?”

"Is this dog very fierce?"

‘But, one to the three wolves!” Wang Rudao.

"Oh, you can play tigers and fight lions!" Wang Yao smiled after listening.

"Hey, it's so powerful, is that still a dog?" Zhang Xiuying listened.

"Mom, I am saying this, how can there be such a powerful dog under the sun, let alone a lion or a tiger, that is, a coyote is not a dog, but this Tibetan mastiff is indeed fierce, has a territorial consciousness, and falls to a big man. Still not a problem, I just glanced at it, the dog is quite big, like a sirloin."

"How did this suddenly run into the village?"

"This is not clear."

This evening, there will be dogs in the village from time to time.

The next morning, after breakfast, Wang Yao went out and just prepared to go south. He saw several village men holding sticks out of an alley.

"What is the situation?!" He saw a glimpse.

"Hey, hello, the folks are paying attention!"

At this time, the silence of the village for a long time suddenly rang.

Then I listened to the radio for a while, Wang Yaofang knew, but after three nights, three people were bitten by the Tibetan mastiff who broke into the village. This morning, the Tibetan mastiff rushed directly into a house and bitten another. Children, the group of people with sticks is the people who are organized in the village to find the mad dog.

"Mad, where did the mad dog go!" The head of a Chinese character bears the back of the bear, and his face is angry. He can’t wait to immediately put the Tibetan Mastiff into a meat sauce. Just yesterday night, the Tibetan Mastiff entered himself. At home, biting a relative who was at home, it made him very angry. ‘

"Xiao Yao, you have to go home quickly, don't go out and chase yourself. Didn't the broadcast just hear it?" Someone in these people saw Wang Yao and shouted at him.

"I know my uncle, I will go back soon." Wang Yao replied with a smile.

When they went far, Wang Yao wanted to go up the mountain, but he received a call from the family. The family was also worried about him. He was not allowed to go up the mountain alone. This time, his mother’s tone was very tough, but in desperation, He had to go home and wait.

After waiting for the morning, I didn’t hear the radio in the village again, and the dog in the village didn’t seem to call it. This also shows that the Tibetan mastiff who bitten in this mountain village last night should leave.

"Danger, it should have been lifted."

At noon, after lunch, Wang Yao decided to go to the mountain to see.

"In case the mad dog is still in the village?" Zhang Xiuying just did not let him go.

"I can't get it with a stick?"

"With the stick stick, you won't play the dog stick method?!"

"Look, Mom." Wang Yao smashed a stone, and the breath in his abdomen ran to his right hand, slamming, and the stone broke into pieces.

Ok? ! Zhang Xiuying is a glimpse.

"Nothing, you can rest assured."

Finally, Wang Yao took out the door from the thick bamboo at home and headed for Nanshan.

Ok?

When he reached the foot of the mountain, he suddenly stepped forward, looked at the mountain road, and then leaned over.

There are a few drops of blood on the road, and it has already dried up.

"How can there be blood here?"

He went on a long distance and saw the same blood in a short time.

"Isn't that the Tibetan mastiff?" Wang Yao looked up at the distance and accelerated his pace.

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

Wang Wangwang, far away, he heard the sound of dogs and dogs on the mountain.

There are cases!

He hurried up the mountain, but he had not waited for the mountainside but suddenly stopped.

That is? !

He saw that it was a dog. It was as big as a calf. It was covered with black long hair. There were several wounds on the body, and blood was dripping. It was the Tibetan mastiff who had been murdered in the village last night and bitten several people.

The Tibetan mastiff lay on the ground, his body was a little stiff, and he did not see bullying. Wang Yao looked close and saw that the Tibetan mastiff was dead. The blood of the big beach was not yet condensed. The deadly scar was in the throat. The department was bitten open with a blood hole, one in the abdomen, and was torn open a big hole.

"Which animal is the Tibetan mastiff? Is there any other beast on the Nanshan? No, I have been in Nanshan for several years, and I have spent a considerable part of my time here. I have never seen a beast. The only thing that is the hero is that it is a raptor!"

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

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

After it was close, Wang Yao discovered that the hair of the dog was a little messy. Some places fell a bit, and there were some blood in the corner of the mouth. After seeing Wang Yao, he shook his tail with excitement.

"Wait!" Wang Yao carefully looked at the "three fresh" in front of him, and then turned to look at the Tibetan mastiff that fell to the ground, and there was a bold guess in his heart.

"This Tibetan mastiff will be killed by you?"

Wang Wang, San Xian listened to two sounds, then raised his claws and pointed to the mountain.

“Not just you, there are heroes?”

Wang Wang!

"Good guy, OK!" Wang Yao reached out and patted the dog in front of him. This head was less than half of the Tibetan mastiff. It was quite powerful to fight the mad eagle with the goshawk.

"Just, how can this Tibetan mastiff die at the foot of the mountain?"