Su Xiaoxiao was laughing so hard she almost passed out.
What's wrong with Zhang Dongmei's head? She's being chased by a dog, and she dares to suddenly stop?
Currently, the huge black dog, nearly as tall as a person, is clamped tightly onto Zhang Dongmei's butt.
Zhang Dongmei's face turned white, she was so terrified that she could only scream incoherently, but the louder she screamed, the more scared the dog became and the tighter it bit.
Zhao Yang stood there holding a stick, looking bewildered, not knowing where to start.
Zhang Dongmei's face was contorting with pain, she couldn't care about her image now, furiously shaking her butt, with snot and tears running down her face, she pleaded to Zhao Yang for help: "Comrade Zhao, quick, quick help me."
The dog bared its teeth, growling menacingly whenever someone approached, looking very frightening.
