There's a chat group for pets in my neighborhood.

Only then did Skinny Monkey realize that fighting with Brother Tanuki wouldn't solve the problem.

All we need to do is get some of the dogs on the vehicle and then leave.

However, because he was seriously injured, he was momentarily stunned and his mind was preoccupied with how to get rid of Tanuki.

"Boss, I'll drive!"

He wrapped his blood-stained coat tightly around his head, stared intently at Brother Tanuki's attacks, and scrambled into the truck's cab.

"Buzz—"

The old diesel engine roared deafeningly, and two blinding beams of light instantly tore through the darkness, illuminating the factory gate and the pack of dogs limping away outside.

"Fatty, Big Guy, get in the truck bed! Skinny Monkey, drive, you guys use the lasso to grab me! Hurry up!" Scarface scrambled onto the passenger side, shouting to the two men still lying on the ground.

The fat pig tumbled and scrambled into the back of the truck bed, followed closely by a burly man who climbed over, carrying three or four barbed dog-lassos.

"Hold on tight!" Skinny Monkey shouted, flooring the accelerator.

The truck screeched as its tires screech, like a runaway steel beast, and slammed violently toward the outside of the factory.

"Woof woof woof!"

The already weakened dogs panicked instantly under the bright light, running around in all directions, making the scene even more chaotic than before.

Fat Pig seized the opportunity, and with a snare in his hand, he moved like a venomous snake, accurately biting the neck of a Samoyed that was trying to protect its puppy. Then, with a strong pull, he dragged it into the truck bed.

Not to be outdone, the burly man beside him swung his dog-lasso repeatedly, and two or three dogs were caught in the process.

Lu Fang, who was crouching outside the door ready to provide backup, felt his heart sink to the bottom when he saw this scene.

He originally planned to wait until most of the dogs had run out before directing the Tiancheng Community dog ​​team to provide support and lead them to the correct place to evacuate. However, he did not expect that these dog thieves would become desperate and try to steal the dogs by car!

If we can't find a way to stop this, although we can catch some of the dogs, the dogs that have been taken will definitely end up as dog meat dishes in slaughterhouses.

As the truck drew closer and closer, about to completely break out of the old steel mill's area, a dozen or so dogs were caught in the truck bed, whimpering in despair.

Lu Fang gritted his teeth and surprisingly rushed out from behind the low wall, spreading his arms wide to block the truck's path, facing its blinding headlights.

"Stop the car! I've already called the police!" Lu Fang roared, trying to force the other person to stop with his body.

Fat Pig poked his head out of the truck bed, and when he saw Lu Fang's face clearly, he shouted, "Boss, it's him! The kid who asked for directions earlier! I suspect he's the one who caused tonight's troubles!"

The skinny monkey sitting in the driver's seat had bloodstains all over his face, but when he saw Lu Fang blocking the road, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Stealing a dog is a minor matter. Even if you get caught, the case will most likely be filed under the property damage regulations, and you won't have to pay much money. Even if you go to jail, it won't be for too long. But killing someone in a car accident is a different story.

That's a capital offense!

Just as he was about to swerve to avoid it, a hand grabbed the steering wheel from the side.

It was none other than Scarface.

He has a lot of cases on his record, and if he gets caught by the police, it won't be as easy as it was for Skinny Monkey and Fat Pig. So tonight, he has to escape from here.

If he swerves now, at the current speed, the truck will most likely crash into the low wall on the side, which Scarface cannot accept.

So he gripped the steering wheel, pulled out his homemade shotgun, and pressed it against the skinny monkey's head, his voice low and menacing: "Don't dodge, keep going. If you don't run him over, I'll shoot you dead!"

Skinny Monkey knew Scarface's ruthlessness, and he had no doubt that the other man would actually shoot.

So he didn't dare to move and could only floor the accelerator.

The truck engine roared deafeningly as it rolled towards Lu Fang like a small mountain.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters!

Lu Fang's pupils dilated instantly, a huge shadow of death looming over him. He never imagined that someone in a society governed by the rule of law would actually dare to kill someone!

He wasn't stupid. Just as he was about to duck into the bushes to hide, something unexpected happened!

"Meow!"

A black bolt of lightning suddenly shot out from under the truck's cab seat!

The sheriff, who had been lying in wait in the car, suddenly appeared like a divine warrior. His sharp claws gripped the driver's seat tightly, and with a powerful push, he launched himself straight at the skinny monkey's face like a cannonball.

"what!"

The sharp cat claws landed on the skinny monkey's eyes. Driven by instinct, the skinny monkey subconsciously released the steering wheel to scratch the cat's face.

Scarface was also startled by the sudden situation, and with a sudden burst of strength, he turned the steering wheel all the way to the right.

With an extremely piercing screeching of tires, the heavy truck abruptly changed course less than half a meter from Lu Fang, almost grazing his clothes as it plunged into the muddy grassy area beside him.

"Bang!"

The truck crashed into an abandoned concrete pillar outside the factory, and the huge impact instantly covered the windshield with spiderweb-like cracks.

The immense impact caused the skinny monkey to slam his head against the glass, then slump onto the steering wheel, his fate unknown.

Scarface was slightly better; he was still somewhat conscious and, looking through the glass at Lu Fang getting closer, struggled to sit up.

In the back of the truck, the fat pig was desperately clinging to the noose around the neck of the black-skinned physical education student.

The violent impact had tumbled him off the truck bed, where he crashed heavily to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. The other end of the lasso was tightly locked to the truck bed railing, and the dark-skinned physical education student's eyes had rolled back in his head from the strain.

Lu Fang broke out in a cold sweat and gasped for breath.

He stared at the truck with white smoke billowing from its front, not knowing what had happened, and tentatively walked towards it.

At this moment, Scarface had recovered and kicked open the passenger door, staggering out of the car.

He now looked extremely miserable, his face covered in blood and grime, and his left hand twisted unnaturally, clearly broken by the impact.

Scarface, propped himself up, glared at Lu Fang with a fierce look, and slowly raised the hunting rifle in his hand: "You only make a few thousand bucks a month, what the hell are you doing risking your life?!"

"Aren't you afraid I'll shoot you dead right now!"

Lu Fang stared at the shotgun, then glanced at the driver's cab, only to spot the sheriff lying under the windshield, his fate unknown.

"Even if you kill me, you won't escape!"

He took a deep breath: "Surrender!"

"Hahahaha, what the hell are you talking about?" Scarface laughed angrily. "You're the only one here now, and I have a spare bread cart in the factory. I can kill you now and no one will know. By the time the police arrive, I'll be long gone!"

"Who told you I'm alone?"