Dog-Hair Plucking
Xiao Wang looked utterly bewildered. He still hadn't come around, and raised a hand in disbelief, staring blankly at the leash the dog had returned to him.
He'd never encountered anything like this before.
Whether police dogs or military dogs, one of their required skills was intimidation.
They barked so fiercely that people would be terrified to move, and the barking also served to distract them.
Holding the leash tight and letting it go were two entirely different things.
Keeping it taut was intimidation; letting go meant an attack. Could a police officer let a dog attack a civilian?
The answer was obvious: absolutely not!
Who would dare abuse their authority?
As expected of a seasoned veteran, Comrade Land Rover had just saved Comrade Xiao Wang from having to write another report.
A rookie was a rookie. He really had no experience at all.
Comrade Land Rover and the old man hiding inside the apartment traded barbs for five minutes, barking away to their hearts' content.
In the end, the old man was old and frail, and ran out of breath, calling off the fight. Even with the door shut, his defiant shouts could still be heard from inside.
"Damn it, just you wait! I'll—no, I'll file a complaint and get you—cough, cough, cough..."
Coughing punctuated his words. He was clearly gasping for breath, while the police dog's voice remained full and strong.
With a voice like that, he thought he could outshout a police dog? Wasn't he just asking for trouble?
Still, the old man managed one last threat, all bluster and no bite.
One of the ordinary people's killer moves against public servants: filing a complaint!
There was also making a real-name report. As long as there was solid evidence and the investigation process got underway,