Tianyan Jianbao

Chapter 79 The Battle of the Mastiff Wolf
"Brother Mao, look at this Tibetan mastiff, is it a purebred iron-clad gold?"

Li Zhi had a surprised expression on his face.He kept looking at the Tibetan mastiff in the venue, and asked Mao Yong in the car next to him.

"I don't understand what you said about the iron covered with gold, but this Tibetan mastiff should be a purebred Tibetan mastiff, and it is also a mastiff king. Have you seen the red collar on its neck? It is the symbol of the mastiff king. There are herdsmen nearby, and when they're done fighting, let's follow this Tibetan mastiff, that's all."

Mao Yong's eyes were also bright, looking at the Tibetan mastiff, he did not hide his love, but he didn't mean to go up to help, but watched the wolf mastiff battle indifferently.

"It's a pity, this Tibetan mastiff is an adult dog, and it is impossible to tame it. Otherwise, if this Tibetan mastiff is brought back to the mainland, it will be worth at least 500 million or more. Alas, what a pity."

Li Zhi shook his head while watching. The purebred Tibetan mastiff is different from the general hybrid Tibetan mastiff, or the not so pure Tibetan mastiff. The purebred Tibetan mastiff has a strong hostility towards strangers.

But he is extremely loyal and affectionate to his master, and he only recognizes one master in his life, and he is loyal and will never leave him.If the owner dies, the Tibetan Mastiff will not eat or drink until he starves to death.

In the eyes of the Tibetan Mastiff, in this large group, its status is only lower than its recognized leader (master), and it will only obey the orders of this person.

It has the same status as other family members and can live in harmony. Unless it is deliberately provoked, it will grin its teeth as a warning. If the Tibetan Mastiff agrees that its status is lower than all family members, then it will obey anyone.

But in fact Tibetan Mastiff will never think so.

This kind of Tibetan mastiff is not only the dream of the rich in the city, but also the herdsmen on the prairie are proud of having a purebred Tibetan mastiff.

However, over the years, due to the special living environment of the grasslands and the weak awareness of bloodline protection of the herdsmen, the bloodlines of the original Tibetan mastiff and the local shepherd dog have merged, making purebred Tibetan mastiffs less and less, which also makes the price of purebred Tibetan mastiffs skyrocket.

Li Zhi knew that in a certain circle of rich people, someone once said that he was willing to pay 1 RMB to buy a purebred Tibetan mastiff on the prairie, not for breeding.

And it is also required to be a puppy, which makes many people rush to Tibet to try their luck.

The price that Luo Feng offered Li Zhi was not actually the price of a purebred Tibetan mastiff. He just hoped to get a purer Tibetan mastiff, and a hybrid Tibetan mastiff bred with an excellent shepherd dog would be enough.

Seeing outsiders watching the battle, the purebred Tibetan mastiff and the prairie wolf became impatient, and the original strategy of the wolves to attack them also changed, and became a herd.

The battle suddenly became fiercer, and the wounds on the Tibetan Mastiff gradually increased.However, there were already five corpses of prairie wolves on the ground, all of which had been bitten through the throat by the Tibetan mastiff.

The main offensive weapon of the Tibetan mastiff is its sharp teeth. It doesn't care about the bite of the prairie wolf, but bites the throat of the prairie wolf as fast as lightning, and then it is like throwing a toy. He bit through the throat of the prairie wolf in his mouth and threw it on the ground casually.

"Brother Mao, why don't these wolves run away, they obviously can't beat this Tibetan mastiff."

Wang Haoming looked a little puzzled. When facing them yesterday, these wolves were extremely cunning. They all attacked secretly, and after the death of the wolf king, they scattered and fled.

But now five of them have died, and the remaining three are still fighting with the ferocious Tibetan mastiff. It is obviously an endless ending.

Mao Yong smiled and said: "They are natural enemies, and they will always be like this when they meet. One mastiff will kill nine wolves, but even if this Tibetan mastiff encounters a pack of dozens of wolves, it will not run away, it will definitely Fight to the end."

While the two were talking, the battle between the wolf mastiffs was also over, and the corpses of several prairie wolves lay here and there on the ground.

And that Tibetan mastiff was also scarred, its golden hair became very messy, a wound on its foreleg continuously oozes blood, and its figure was a little unsteady.

But it always holds its head up, and in the eyes of everyone, it looks so arrogant and arrogant.

There was a sound of "bang", but it was Mao Yong who got off the off-road vehicle and walked slowly towards the Tibetan mastiff.

"Brother Mao, what are you doing?"

The people in the car became anxious, the ferocity of this Tibetan Mastiff was witnessed by everyone.Seven or eight prairie wolves were killed by it one by one. Mao Yong stepped forward at this moment. If the Tibetan mastiff regarded it as a provocation, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Roar……"

A very penetrating and dull roar came from the mouth of the Tibetan mastiff, and the fur on its body stood up, and its two eyes radiated a fierce light, fixedly fixed on Mao Yong, and its sharp claws had already begun to scratch. On the ground, a look of pretentiousness.

Everyone in the car became tense, and a heart seemed to be raised in their throats.

Mao Yong did not stop, but slowed down a lot, and put his hands in a posture. At the moment the Tibetan mastiff jumped up, he turned sideways very agilely, and grabbed its scalp with both hands like lightning.

The head of the Tibetan mastiff was firmly stuck by Mao Yong, unable to bite, and was trying to break free, but Mao Yong knocked its whole body to the ground, and Mao Yong also fell down, pressing the rolled Tibetan mastiff with his whole body. The Tibetan Mastiff, whose hind legs were not touching the ground, could not break free even with all its strength.

From the beginning to the end, Mao Yong's hands were like pliers, tightly controlling the head of the Golden Retriever Tibetan Mastiff, and it took seven or eight minutes.

The Tibetan mastiff made a "woo woo" sound, and Mao Yong let go of his hand and stood up. At this time, the Tibetan mastiff became very obedient, drooping its head, and using its tongue to heal the wound on its body.

"Li Zhi, take down Yunnan Baiyao."

This sudden scene stunned the people in the car. They knew that Mao Yong was very skilled, but no one thought that he could subdue a Tibetan mastiff with his bare hands.

Although it is a wounded Tibetan Mastiff, you must know that wounded beasts are often more ferocious.

It wasn't until Mao Yong called Li Zhi's name loudly that everyone woke up and got out of the car one after another.

Li Zhi held the bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray, and just approached the Tibetan mastiff five or six meters away, the tame Tibetan mastiff immediately turned its head to Li Zhi, and let out a low growl, which made Li Zhi back away in fright. He was not Mao Yong. That kind of skill.

Mao Yong took the spray in Li Zhi's hand, hugged the Tibetan Mastiff's head with one hand, raised the Tibetan Mastiff's forelimbs, and sprayed the medicine on it with the other hand, but the wound was too deep, and the sprayed medicine was all bleeding. Washed away.

It seems that the bleeding must be stopped first, but Mao Yong frowned, obviously there is no good way, if this continues, even if this Tibetan mastiff does not die, I am afraid that the forelimbs will be crippled.

Wang Haoming's heart moved a little. It would be a pity if such a mighty Tibetan mastiff were to be discarded. The spiritual power in his eyes has already been proved to have an effect on the human body.

But for animals, Wang Haoming has never done experiments, and he doesn't know if it works, but now he can only treat dead horses as live horse medicine.

Thinking of this, Wang Haoming slowly approached the Tibetan mastiff, but the Tibetan mastiff's reaction was very sharp. Just as Wang Haoming walked to Li Zhi's side, the Tibetan mastiff's fierce eyes had already stared at him.

It's just that the body was hugged by Mao Yong, unable to move, and could only threaten Wang Haoming with the sound of "woo woo" from his throat.

When he was more than one meter away from the Tibetan mastiff, Wang Haoming didn't dare to get any closer. He was also afraid that the injured Tibetan mastiff would suddenly explode and hurt people.

However, this distance is enough to use the spiritual power in his eyes. After looking around, he found that everyone's attention was focused on the Tibetan mastiff, Wang Haoming lowered his head slightly, and looked intently at the wound of the Tibetan mastiff.

The spiritual power released by Wang Haoming was only about one-third of that when he healed himself.

He was afraid that the effect would be too obvious and attract others' attention. When the spiritual power in his eyes penetrated into the Tibetan mastiff's wound, the blood that could not be stopped at first stopped seeping out immediately.

After Mao Yong saw it, he thought he had stopped the blood from spilling out, so he didn't think too much about it. He quickly treated the wound with Yunnan Baiyao spray, and then wrapped the injured thigh of the Tibetan mastiff with gauze.

Wang Haoming also breathed a sigh of relief, which shows that the spiritual power in his eyes is not only effective for the human body, but also has unexpected benefits for animals.It's just that the amount of spiritual power has always troubled him.

At the same time when the spiritual power released by Wang Haoming entered the body of the Tibetan Mastiff, the Tibetan Mastiff, which had been struggling and growling under Mao Yong, suddenly became quiet, its huge head turned to Wang Haoming's direction, and its eyes stared suspiciously at With Wang Haoming.

If someone can see what the animals are going to say from the eyes of the animals, then I am afraid that the eyes of this Tibetan Mastiff contain many emotions such as doubt, surprise and gratitude.

(End of this chapter)