Dobermans and pit bulls were both considered ferocious breeds.
Dobermans were even somewhat larger in build.
Most adult Dobermans were large or extra-large ferocious breeds.
Adult pit bulls, meanwhile, were somewhere between medium-large and large dogs. As for which of these two ferocious breeds was more vicious, it was truly hard to say.
However, pit bulls had one trait that could not be ignored: there were very few nerve endings beneath their skin, and the adrenaline they secreted when excited made it easier for them to ignore pain.
That meant that once a pit bull began tearing into its prey, it usually would not stop until one of them was dead.
Once they latched on, even after suffering a fatal wound, they would not release their bite for a short time.
What was more, pit bulls had tremendous endurance and extremely thick layers of muscle, so the Claw Knife posed an even smaller threat to this breed.
If it were only one pit bull, the threat it posed might not even be greater than that of a Doberman. After all, the difference in their sizes was obvious.
Pit bulls had always tended to be smaller.
But facing three pit bulls with nothing but a Claw Knife would be an extremely dangerous matter.
Song Ren had been repeatedly targeted by the other side, and he had been holding in his anger as well.
As the saying went, a murderer had to pay with his life, and a debtor had to repay his debt.
When someone did this sort of thing too often, they always had to pay some price.
Song Ren silently picked up the Claw Knife and entered the barren mountain first.
The situation inside the mountain was much the same as what he had seen from outside. The vegetation was sparse, the grass-covered areas were small, and there were even fewer places where a person could hide.
However, at regular intervals, he could see sturdy frameworks supported by steel brackets, with ultra-high-definition cameras mounted on top.
Cameras could be seen almost everywhere, completely covering the entire barren mountain.
This forced Song Ren, who had been preparing to use the compound bow in his storage space, to abandon the idea.
If he could use the compound bow, then facing only three adult pit bulls would simply be a matter of whether he could finish eating them or not.
Even if it were a tiger, or even a brown bear, Song Ren would not be intimidated in the slightest.
But the problem now was that there were too many cameras.
Not to mention a compound bow, he could not even openly take out a pistol.
Ultimately, he was still restricted by this identity.
Song Ren had now reached the mountainside, and as expected, cameras were everywhere here.
He completely abandoned the idea of borrowing the compound bow and found a rock to sit on.
He was not going any farther.
About half an hour had passed since he entered the barren mountain.
Those livestock had probably been released by now.
Song Ren toyed with the sharp Claw Knife in one hand, his deep gaze fixed on the mountain foot in the dead of night.
Since he could not use the compound bow to finish things quickly, he could only be more ruthless with them.
Canines had night vision several times better than humans. In nighttime conditions, that actually gave these ferocious breeds an even greater advantage.
However, the moonlight was bright tonight, and there was little vegetation covering the barren mountain, so visibility was quite good.
Song Ren sat not far beneath the steel framework of a camera. The camera could clearly capture his every move.
The villa had fallen completely silent.
Everyone in the room had instinctively held their breath, and even the red wine in their hands had been set aside.
From their full-screen view, they could clearly see three hulking "monsters" with flat heads, triangular ears, small eyes, and bodies packed with muscle charging madly toward the mountainside.
When pit bulls sprinted at full speed toward prey, they rarely barked like ordinary dogs. As a result, their charge toward Song Ren was not especially conspicuous in the darkness.
Fortunately, Song Ren had already been waiting in place for quite some time.
Playing a game of chase with ferocious dogs on terrain like this would have been foolish.
Since they had undergone special training and had been given scented objects to track in advance, escaping or hiding was basically impossible.
Since those fat cats in the villa wanted to see blood—
Song Ren would grant their wish.
Song Ren rose from the rock. The Claw Knife spun once in his palm before he finally gripped it in reverse.
The curved blade tip pointed upward. Song Ren settled into a horse stance, his pair of dark pupils bright and clear.
The Hoof Seal on his back grew hot again. He took a deep breath and gradually slowed his breathing.
Three adult pit bulls brimming with viciousness.
Honestly, under the current circumstances, the threat they posed had already far exceeded that of the killer A Ji.
Under the cover of darkness, a dark, shadowy figure at the front suddenly pounced.
Though they were several meters apart, Song Ren had already clearly seen that gaping maw lined with interlocking fangs.
Song Ren dodged sideways by the narrowest margin. At the same time, he retreated half a step, twisted his body, drew power from his waist and back, and kicked another pit bull following close behind into the air.
The angle was perfect. It crashed into the last pit bull as it pounced, bringing it to a halt.
The next moment, he leaned backward and supported himself on one hand, once again avoiding the pit bull that had pounced back at him.
Once these beasts had awakened their ferocity, various factors made them almost impervious to fatigue and pain. They also made very little noise, simply rushing forward to tear and bite. If one attack failed, they came again, with almost no pause.
By the time Song Ren flipped back to his feet, the other two pit bulls had caught up again.
He immediately retreated, then leaped up and grabbed the upper part of the steel framework. Using his arm as the axis, he instantly spun through a circle in midair.
Suspended in the air, he twisted his waist and back like a braid. His right leg suddenly swung in a wide arc, and under Song Ren's will, the heat of the Hoof Seal consciously poured in large amounts into his right leg.
Ten Roads of Tan Tui—Single Whip!
Hoof Seal!
Under the bright moonlight, using the framework to rotate into the perfect angle, this airborne kick unleashed Song Ren's most powerful force at that moment, all of it channeling together in a single burst.
The instep struck, and the heel drove through.
Song Ren's kick nearly collapsed into a straight line, landing solidly with the instep against a pit bull's waist and abdomen.
Even the pit bull, with its exceptionally thick muscle layer, let out a whine in midair. It traced a perfectly straight line through the air as it lunged, then crashed heavily to the ground.
Bang!
The extremely muffled impact of flesh seemed to carry a tremor that could be felt even through the surveillance screen.
All six people inside the villa sprang to their feet, their pupils contracting violently as they stared fixedly at that terrifying kick on the LCD screen.
However, the battle was far from over.
After Song Ren used the momentum to deliver that kick, another pit bull had already pounced at him.
He could only hurriedly twist aside and knock away the pit bull's massive head with his elbow.
But just as he knocked it away, the other pit bull following behind had already pounced directly in front of him.
Its gaping maw went straight for his neck. At such close range, he could almost count the number of fangs in the pit bull's mouth.
Song Ren's pupils constricted violently in an instant. He flung the Claw Knife through the air, and it landed in his left hand.
He reversed his grip and braced the curved blade against the pit bull's jaw muscle as its gaping maw closed.
Under the immense force of the pounce, the Claw Knife directly sliced through one side of the pit bull's jaw muscle, only to be stopped by the sharp upper fangs.