"Beast!"
From the depths of Jiang Chuan's throat came an angry roar.
It was like a fierce tiger laughing in the mountains, like a mighty lion dominating the grasslands!
The Tibetan mastiff was actually frightened by Jiang Chuan's roar, trembling slightly.
But a beast is, after all, a beast. Soon after, with a howl, it intended to continue attacking Qiu Qianyu.
But at this moment, Jiang Chuan had already reached it.
With one hand, he accurately grabbed the mastiff's throat, his five fingers tightening like an iron clamp, causing the Tibetan mastiff to immediately lose its ability to attack due to suffocation.
Then, Jiang Chuan threw a fierce punch, hitting the mastiff's head hard.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere!
The mastiff's head was instantly crushed to pieces by Jiang Chuan's furious punch.
Its body crumpled to the ground like a ragged bag.
The scent of blood spread in the air!
