But Meatball's flesh was by no means soft, it had a lot of strength, and Yu Jingxi had a tough time pulling him.
"Big bro... hurry up and come out, take your son away, he's biting people. If you don't come out now and pull Meatball away, don't blame me for being ruthless later; I'll just slaughter this little brat and have dog meat instead."
As if he understood human speech, Meatball immediately ran towards Yu Jingxi with displeasure.
The dog's front paws were up, his body in a standing position, as he pounced straight at Yu Jingxi.
Several dozen pounds of weight suddenly pressed down on the unsuspecting Yu Jingxi.
That's how Yu Jingxi ended up awkwardly pinned down by Meatball.
"Bastard," Yu Jingxi shouted angrily.
Meatball bared his teeth at him, not the least bit happy.
It was as if he was saying, "You wanna eat my meat, now I'm going to get back at you and torment you."
Just when the scene became somewhat uncontrollable with a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.
