"Woof woof woof——"
As the vehicle moved forward and the window opened, the barking became increasingly intense and violent. It went from a mere threat of a fight to the dogs seemingly ready to execute someone in the street.
The more A-Ching listened, the more alarmed she became. From the chorus of barking, it was clear that there were quite a few dogs, possibly even enough to form a pack.
"Aunt, quickly pull over; it sounds like the dogs are about to attack someone on the next street. I need to go over and try to calm things down."
The barking grew more urgent, indicating the dogs' excitement was rising to an attack level. A-Ching hurriedly said to Yu Jingwen.
"Dogs are going to attack someone?" Yu Jingwen said, her face showing surprise: "They're attacking people, and you're going over there? Aren't you afraid they'll bite you too?"
While A-Ching and Yu Jingwen were talking,
Ansheng carefully listened to the barking, discerning any useful information among the sounds.
Of the torrent of barks, at least nine out of ten were cursing.
'Danger! Stay away!' a corgi yelled bouncingly.
'Damn you, you've got a serious issue, you should die with that dog!' a German Shepherd cursed fiercely.
'Go away, humans, don't meddle. That creature has an infectious disease! Spirit Beast Gang is handling business, stay clear...' barked a Belgian Malinois piercingly.
Amidst the barking was also the sound of cats hissing, joining in to drive people away.
"A rabid dog on the street!?"
"And there's a lunatic protecting that rabid dog, swinging a stick at my dogs?"
After listening closely to the different sounds, Ansheng's small fox face froze for a moment, then turned furious.
"Is there no justice or law?"
"The dogs are risking their lives to stop a rabid dog, and someone sides with it? Have you all filmed AV together, or why else would your bond be this strong, living and dying together?"
Upon understanding the whole situation, Ansheng couldn't sit still anymore. She let out a "whine" towards A-Ching and jumped out of the parked car at the roadside, quickly running towards the scene to deliver justice.
The little fox darted into the alley, leaping over the walls blocking the way in a few strides.
"Little An!"
A-Ching cried out in surprise, immediately getting out of the car to chase after the little fox along its path.
Following behind, Yu Zhenghong, seeing his beloved Fortune Fox leap from the car window, was briefly startled, then looked utterly shocked, saying:
"Who! Who's enticing my Maybach 680!"
In Yu Zhenghong's heart, the Fortune Fox was beyond just about luck.
Simply carrying the Fortune Fox.
The next thing to consider is whether to choose the Maybach 680 or the Land Cruiser 4700.
The former represents lifestyle; the latter, making money.
Yu Zhenghong parked at the roadside, hurriedly chasing in the direction A-Ching had gone.
A-Ching's third uncle looked speechless, "Bro, wake up, the Fortune Fox is talking about our local red fox."
"Can you comprehend the Foreign Bodhisattva chanting?"
...
Through the alley cluttered with debris, Ansheng emerged onto the street where the incident was happening.
A dozen or so dogs, collars marked "Stray Pets Home" around their necks, formed a semicircle surrounding a man with hostile faces, while behind him was another dog wrapped in a black plastic net.
The man stood guarding the barely identifiable dog, brandishing a mop handle wildly to fend off the dogs approaching.
The Labrador's forehead was swollen from being smacked.
It wasn't trying to attack but attempted to secure the black mesh net to prevent the rabid dog from escaping, but as soon as it moved forward, it was met with the man's swinging mop handle.
The Labrador, already looking glum, appeared even more wronged, with its chin forming nearly three folds after taking a few hits.
Meanwhile, the cats in the background hissed to deter the onlookers trying to get closer.
"Get off!"
"Someone help! Can't you see those rabid dogs attacking the pup?"
Having faced the dog crowd for a while, the man began to feel his strength waning, loudly shouting to nearby shopkeepers or passersbys: "Help me!"
"Dude, why not just step back? Don't you see the dog behind you drooling?" The shopkeeper, used to Paw Patrol routines, hesitantly said to the man in front.
"You've been chased by a dozen dogs; you think you're drooling while talking crap? Help now! Are you heartless enough to watch a dog die before your eyes?" The man scoffed, his face full of disdain, yet continued to call loudly for assistance.
"Alright, alright, you want some help? Let Ansheng lend a hand!"
Lord Fortune Fox, peeking from the alleyway, watched the man's clash with the dogs then jumped onto a nearby trash can, raising its head and emitting a series of "whines."
"Whine whine——"
Lord Fortune Fox's whine rang out; the dogs and cats maintaining order froze, glancing around with hesitation at the man and their surroundings.
But only momentarily, then the dogs and cats began withdrawing from the battlefield, wagging their tails towards Lord Fortune Fox, full of adoration as they approached the Fox Brother, continuously barking "woof woof."
'Trust in Lord Fortune Fox, and you'll have three dishes and soup every meal, with shrimp topping your kibble!'
'Lord Fortune Fox, have you eaten? The dining hall had unlimited wontons available this morning, it was awesome...'
'Fishy fish, the heads are plentiful!' said the cats.
The ration in the Stray Home was according to how much Ah Bai made through its looting ventures. Both dogs and cats were eating exceptionally well.
At half past twelve, when they get off work, they even have the choice between swimming or sand-swimming.
Their working hours are six in the morning to noon, with shift dogs from five in the afternoon to midnight.
Previously,
They couldn't believe they could live without worries about food and drink until they truly followed Lord Fortune Fox.
Only then did they understand what it meant to live in a villa, eating meat, and the villa was exceedingly comfortable, maintained by someone called Five Constant who kept the house temperature steady.
Before Lord Fortune Fox, they couldn't shut up about their experiences, nearly writing a piece titled "Peach Blossom Spring" overnight to highlight and honor Lord Fortune Fox's virtues.
"As long as life is well, work hard, Lord Fortune Fox covers even your health insurance." Lord Fortune Fox nodded with great satisfaction at the robust dogs and glistening cats before him.
The pets' well-maintained appearance.
Could easily fool the humans, enticing them to open their scanners and drop a tip for the dogs.
However,
Lord Fortune Fox's gaze moved away, looking contemptuously at the young man releasing the black plastic net, ready to let out the rabid dog: "Can't even recognize a dog's state and dare claim to love dogs?"
"Once you've paid three to five thousand for rabies vaccines and antibodies, you'll learn your lesson."
The black plastic net was removed.
The man, face lit with joy, reached out to stroke the drooling dog's head.
The rabid dog showed no reaction, only panting heavily, its whole body shivering and occasionally twitching, as if blind to the human before it.
Until.
It snapped back, opened its mouth, and bit down on the man's hand, eyes glaring at him.
The man looked at the dog, puzzled.