My dog ​​was killed by a Doberman while trying to save my daughter (2)

My dog ​​was killed by a Doberman while trying to save my daughter (2)

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After that, she continued to speak in her hometown dialect to an old lady next to her.

The old lady was dressed fashionably and held a snow-white Pomeranian in her arms.

After the two of them chattered for a while, they smiled at me as if I was a fool.

They thought I didn’t understand.

In fact, I have worked in this city for many years and could understand their dialect a long time ago.

The old woman was saying that her eldest grandson had made a name for himself and wanted to find a wife! But unfortunately, he was so hungry that he even went to pick up a country girl.

“It’s wrong for you to walk your dog without a leash. Now the dog is about to hurt someone. Not only do you not help, but you also insult it. Are you still a human being? If you really can’t control your dog, I’ll call the police.”

I tried to touch my phone while desperately resisting the attack of the Doberman.

The old woman was furious: “How can you talk like that? What’s with all that dog talk? This is my grandson. You’re just a poor worker with no manners. I don’t think you dare. If someone gets hurt, you, a poor man, can’t afford to pay for it.”

The old woman was a little shaken. She walked over slowly and tried to touch the Doberman’s head.

The big guy seemed to have received some kind of hint after being touched by his owner.

Suddenly, he went around and pounced on my daughter’s face.

I was so scared that I didn’t take out my phone and rushed to protect my daughter.

My arm suddenly felt a burning pain.

I endured the pain, clenched my other fist, and punched the dog’s face hard.

The Doberman finally felt the pain and

retreated with a “woof”.

But soon, it pounced again in anger.

I quickly grabbed the stick and closed my eyes and hit it randomly.

This guy had learned a lesson after being hurt once.

He perfectly avoided the blows after a few hits, and pounced on me at once when he saw an empty space.

I protected my neck and pressed against it tightly, and my shoulder soon became bloody.

My daughter was terrified. She crawled to the old woman, grabbed her skirt and cried, “Please, grandma, please stop your dog. My mother will die if you keep doing this.”

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“Who is your grandma? You poor girl, get out of here. Besides, it’s not called a dog, it’s called Binbin. You should call it Brother Bin. The dogs

you poor people raise are dogs.”

The old woman pushed her daughter down and walked over slowly with the dog chain.

But she didn’t hit the dog. She hit me in the face with the chain.

“Who do you think you are? You dare to hit my grandson. I feel sorry for it when it loses a hair. If you hurt Binbin’s face, I will smash your face.”

The chain hit my face and it hurt so much. I wanted to hide, but I couldn’t move.

My daughter was anxious. She cried and pounced on the old woman and

bit her shoulder.

The old woman screamed and raised her hand to slap my daughter.

With just one slap, my daughter fell to the ground. Her face turned blue and purple and she was shaking all over.

“My daughter is sick, please, she has medicine in her pocket, please help feed her a pill.”

I knew it was useless to beg the old woman, so I shouted at the old lady holding the Pomeranian.

It would have been better if I hadn’t shouted. After shouting, the old lady looked at me in fear and ran away with the dog. The

old woman was still slapping my daughter.

I was anxious, and I raised my head and bit the Doberman’s head.

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This guy threw me out in an instant.

I didn’t care about the pain and rushed to save my daughter.

Before I could get close, the Doberman jumped on my back and bit me wildly.

I couldn’t turn around, and I was afraid that it would hurt my daughter. I

could only protect my daughter tightly, letting the blood flow from my back.

I endured the severe pain and stuffed the medicine into my daughter’s mouth.

Wait until she calmed down a little.

While protecting my daughter, I slowly moved towards the flower wall.

God has eyes, I picked off a brick and

hit the Doberman in the face before it pounced again.

The Doberman’s mouth was bleeding.

After shaking and falling far backwards, the old woman hurried to look at her dog with distress.

I took the opportunity to get up and walked towards the beasts with a cold face.

“You, what are you going to do? Let me tell you? I can’t control my eldest grandson when he gets angry. Don’t blame me if you really want to die!”

“It scared my daughter and made her sick, and then it bit my dog ​​to death. I want it to die too.”

I wiped my face with my bloody hands and said coldly.

“What a joke, are you crazy? You are going to fight for a street dog. It’s true that poor people from the countryside think everything is precious. Just wait.” The

old woman tried to stop me with her teeth and claws, but I slapped her hard a few times.

“This is what you owe my daughter, and you have to pay it back.”

“Oh, it’s terrible, someone come quickly. This stinky worker wants to kill someone.”