Finest Servant

Chapter 46 Fist Fights and Kicks (Part 1)

Could it be that Jinling City had not issued a regulation prohibiting the raising of large dogs? The magistrate of Jinling had truly neglected his duties.

Cold sweat dripped down Lin Wanrong's forehead. This was no joke. If the dog opened its mouth, perhaps half of his head would be gone. Moreover, it was unclear whether there were any rabies vaccines available here. If he were bitten by this beast, it could be fatal. Judging by the expressions of the fleeing maids, they clearly knew of this vicious dog's existence and had all run away, calling out to their brother. These women were truly disloyal.

The vicious dog was sitting at the entrance of the garden, its long, crimson tongue continuously panting. Green light glinted in its eyes as it stared at Lin Wanrong, effectively blocking his escape.

Lin Wanrong's old home was in the countryside, and he had raised dogs during his childhood. Seeing the wolfhound's large size and sharp teeth, he knew it was specifically raised by someone for fighting. Based on his experience, during a confrontation between a human and a dog, as long as the person remained still, the dog generally would not move.

Lin Wanrong's entire body was soaked in sweat. He nervously stood there, his eyes fixed on the vicious dog, not daring to move an inch. He had no idea who raised this dog, but if he ever found out, he would curse their ancestors for eighteen generations. In his frustration, Lin Wanrong cursed maliciously in his heart.

The vicious dog did not seem to have any intention of attacking either, sitting there as if waiting to outlast Lin Wanrong. He knew this was a critical moment, and if things went wrong, he could lose his life. Under high mental tension, cold sweat dripped down from his forehead. He dared not wipe the sweat from his brow, his eyes glued to the vicious dog, ready to run for his life if the dog made a move. Damn it, racing against a dog was like risking his life.

As Lin Wanrong's tension mounted, a crisp, familiar-sounding voice came from outside, "Mighty General, come on—"

Mighty General? The name seemed familiar. Lin Wanrong was still puzzled when the vicious dog, which had been sitting there, suddenly sprang into action and pounced toward him.

"Help!" Lin Wanrong cried out desperately, and his quick reflexes kicked in. He turned on his heels and started running.

"Mighty General, catch him and bite him hard!" The crisp female voice sounded from outside again.

It was then that Lin Wanrong understood that the vicious dog was named Mighty General. Considering the dog's size, the name was indeed a fitting one.

However, he had no time to think about that now. With a vicious dog chasing him from behind, not running would be foolish.

While running, Lin Wanrong desperately called for help, but the garden was unusually quiet today. Even Uncle Fu was nowhere to be found, leaving only the heavy breathing of a man and a dog.

The man and the dog engaged in a frantic chase around the courtyard. Racing against a dog was undoubtedly a losing battle, but thankfully, Lin Wanrong's quick thinking allowed him to abruptly stop and change directions while running. Several times, the dog's claws nearly reached his shoulder, but he narrowly escaped each time.

Panting heavily, Lin Wanrong circled the courtyard, evading the vicious dog's sharp claws. Meanwhile, a peal of crisp laughter came from outside the garden, presumably from the woman who had incited the dog.

At this point, Lin Wanrong was too busy running for his life to care about the woman's appearance. He mentally cursed the woman's mother and sisters but found himself being chased even closer by the vicious dog.

After the failed initiation by Uncle Wei, Lin Wanrong's strength and explosive power had increased considerably, which had helped him avoid the vicious dog initially.

However, as time went on, his stamina began to wane, and the distance between him and the dog grew closer. By the time he reached the wall, he was at the end of his rope. The vicious dog showed no signs of fatigue and took advantage of his slow movement to pounce on him, aiming for his shoulder.

With nowhere left to run, Lin Wanrong gritted his teeth and decided not to dodge. As the dog pounced, he kicked out with all his might, striking the dog's stomach. With a loud thud, the dog's body slammed hard against the wall. He knew that this kick contained all his strength, and if it didn't work, he would be left with half a life at best. So, he put everything he had into this kick.

As the dog's body hit the wall, Lin Wanrong rushed forward, stepping on the vicious dog's stomach, and pinned it against the wall, unable to move. He then raised his fist and started pounding on the dog's head.

"Damn you, vicious dog, I'll kill you!"

"Damn you, vicious dog, I'll kill you!"

Lin Wanrong's hatred for the vicious dog was not just a little bit, but full of rage. He concentrated all his strength into his blows, cursing and striking the dog's head.

It is said that the potential people can unleash during their most difficult moments is truly terrifying. Lin Wanrong's eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't know where he found the strength to pummel the dog's head relentlessly. He didn't even notice when his fingers were smashed and bloodied.

The wolf-dog had been severely injured upon crashing into the wall, and Lin Wanrong's ferocious blows only worsened its condition. In no time, he had crushed the dog's skull.

With his hands mangled and the vicious dog's head flattened, blood pouring from its mouth, it was unmistakably dead. Lin Wanrong finally took his foot off the dog, which slumped lifelessly against the wall like a pile of mud.

As Lin Wanrong's emotions relaxed, the last shred of belief that had been supporting him also collapsed. He fell to the ground, feeling as if he was drained of all energy. Gasping for breath, the fear in his heart had yet to dissipate.

Killing the wolf-dog with his own hands was an extraordinary feat for an ordinary person, but Lin Wanrong felt no joy. He had barely escaped death at the hands of the vicious dog.

"Mighty General!" A woman's horrified cry rang out, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps approaching.

Lin Wanrong desperately wanted to see the woman who had instigated the vicious dog, but he was so weak that he couldn't even lift his head, let alone his eyes.

Upon seeing the lifeless Mighty General, the woman let out a mournful cry. Her heart filled with hatred for Lin Wanrong, she approached him and viciously kicked him several times, shouting, "You wretched cur! You'll pay for Mighty General's life!"

Lin Wanrong was completely drained, his eyes barely open. Though he found the woman's voice somewhat familiar, he had no energy to react to her kicks.

The woman, wearing small, high-heeled boots, fiercely kicked Lin Wanrong's buttocks. Luckily, when he had fallen, he had protected his head with his hands, guarding his vital areas. A few kicks to his buttocks were not too concerning.

However, there was another crucial part of a man's body left unprotected. If the young woman managed to land a few kicks there, he would likely be left unable to father any children. Lin Wanrong lamented his situation internally but had no strength left to defend himself.