"Three, two, one..."
Gu Ji and Gong Qingyong simultaneously counted down in their tactical earpieces.
At the moment the last number was shouted.
Two dogs suddenly darted from the bushes, followed by the shepherd uncle.
"Take action!!"
In an instant, Gao Bo, who had long been prepared, leaped forward without hesitation, lunging like a wild monkey swinging from branches in the mountains, pinning the target to the ground, "Don't move! Stay still!"
"Uh! Uh!"
"Zhuang Feng, help me translate to him! Tell him to stop shouting!"
The shepherd uncle struggled desperately, but he was no match for Gao Bo, and immediately had his mouth and nose covered, his left hand locked with a joint lock behind his back.
Seeing its master in danger, the hunting dog he raised immediately abandoned its pursuit.
It had just turned around when it was bitten on the neck from behind by a venomous dog, pinned to the ground.
"Venomous dog! Stop!"
