Ah Yin Serves Feng Yan, the Tang Father and Son Explode

"Father, stop!"

Tang San was pinned beneath him, unable to move. In his desperation, he opened his mouth and shouted these words.

But what came out was not human speech, but three staggered, high-and-low-pitched barks.

The fangs at the corner of Tang Hao's mouth pressed closer to Tang San's throat, and he followed up with a dog's bark of his own: "Still daring to growl at me? Weren't you acting all deep and mysterious just a moment ago?"

"Father, it's me! It's Little San!" Tang San tried again, this time deliberately slowing his rhythm, attempting to force a human voice from his throat.

But things went the opposite way.

Although his intelligence remained unchanged, the vocal cords of this puppy were not yet fully developed. The harder he tried to control them, the more distorted the sound became.

The leftmost dog head, Tang Hao, flashed a look of impatience in his eyes: "What are you howling for? I hate nothing more than trash who bark like dogs when they can't win a fight."

Tang San felt the force on his body increase sharply and knew that if he didn't do something, he might truly meet his end at the hands of his own father.

Just as Tang Hao was about to bite down on Tang San's neck...

Tang San exerted strength throughout his entire body, his right head slamming upward to knock away the encroaching Tang Hao.

Then, taking advantage of the moment his opponent's center of gravity was shifted, he rolled out from under Tang Hao with a side flip.

Tang Hao was knocked over by Tang San's move. After struggling to stand, the rage in his eyes burned even brighter: "Oh, you actually dare to ambush me! I won't let you off!"

Before the barking died down, Tang