360: What was she thinking?

Lei Jun's gaze fell on Ah Fu, who was sitting quietly by her feet.

Ah Fu still maintained an alert sitting posture, looking up at her with focused eyes, seemingly waiting for a command or assessing the threat level.

Within its seemingly ordinary small body lay the astonishing power of a Future Technology Guardian Dog.

Dealing with that Rottweiler just now was merely a small test; there was no telling where its limits lay.

These thugs in front of her, though armed with clubs, should be a far cry from well-trained assassins or gunmen, right?

"Isn't this the perfect opportunity to test Ah Fu's Combat capabilities and see just how 'all-around' it really is?"

She wanted to know how Ah Fu would respond when facing multiple enemies with simple weapons.

What kind of effect would be shown when its "Super Perception" and "Combat" skills were combined?

Could its defensive power truly ignore the strikes of these clubs?

A clear plan formed in her mind... let Ah Fu go first.

If Ah Fu could handle it easily, that would naturally be best, giving her a more intuitive understanding of this guardian's strength.

In case... Ah Fu fell into a hard fight or showed signs of exhaustion, with her speed and reactions, there would still be plenty of time to intervene.

After all, she was watching from right beside it.

Thus, under the gazes of everyone—some terrified, some worried, and some with cruel anticipation—Lei Jun made a move that left everyone dumbfounded.

She didn't run or beg for mercy. She took a small step back to clear some space, then raised her hand and gave a brief, clear command to Ah Fu at her feet: "Ah Fu, go."

Her voice wasn't loud, it was even somewhat flat, but in the sudden silence of the scene, it reached everyone's ears clearly.

What?

Everyone was stunned, unable to believe their own ears and eyes.

The minds of the onlookers were instantly filled with questions and a sense of absurdity:

"She... what did she say? Let that dog go?"

"My god! Has Lei Jun been scared silly? Or is she talking nonsense in her despair?"

"There are seven or eight grown men with clubs! Letting a dog deal with them? How is that possible!"

"Ah Fu is impressive for beating that Rottweiler, but that was just dog against dog! These are people! And so many of them!"

"It's over, it's over. Lei Jun must know she can't escape and has been driven mad, pinning her hopes on a dog..."

"Sigh, how pitiful. A good dog is probably going to be beaten to death..."

"Why isn't she running? Even if she ran toward us, they might not dare to go too far with so many people around..."

Li Rui was also dumbfounded. The bespectacled companion beside him muttered, "What... what is she thinking?"

Wang Jinbiao and his group of thugs, who were halfway through their charge, also skidded to a halt, completely baffled by Lei Jun's unexpected move.

Then, Wang Jinbiao was the first to react. As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, he threw his head back and let out a deafening, wild laugh.

"Hahahaha! Did you hear that, boys? This little chick is letting her dog go! She's letting that Local Dog deal with us! Hahahaha! I'm dying! Has she been scared out of her mind?"

The thugs behind him followed suit, laughing uncontrollably, some almost losing their grip on their clubs.

"Brother Biao, has this girl watched too many TV shows? Does she think her dog is the PAW Patrol?"

"A little Local Dog, I could kick it to death with one foot!"

"Saves us some trouble. Kill the dog first, then deal with the person!"

Wang Jinbiao finished laughing, but when his gaze fell on Ah Fu, his smile instantly turned into gnashing teeth of hatred and fury. It was this unremarkable Local Dog that had bitten his beloved Rottweiler to death and made him lose face! Now, this bitch actually dared to use this dog to provoke him?

His eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at Ah Fu and hissed, "Damn it! Kill this goddamn Local Dog first! Mince it into meat for me! Whoever kills it first, I'll reward him with ten thousand yuan on the spot! Cash!"

Under a heavy reward, there will always be brave men. The thugs, who had initially felt it was beneath them to hit a dog, had their eyes light up the moment they heard "ten thousand yuan in cash."

To them, what was the difference between hitting a person and hitting a dog? As long as there was money! Besides, the dog looked completely unthreatening; that ten thousand yuan was practically free money!

"Just watch, Brother Biao!"

"That money is as good as mine!"

"Just a Local Dog. Watch me smash its head with one swing!"

The thugs' morale soared instantly, greed and cruelty replacing their earlier mockery.

They no longer hesitated, howling as they scrambled to charge at Ah Fu, who sat seemingly defenseless at Lei Jun's feet!

A yellow-haired thug running at the front swung the short wooden club in his hand, bringing a whistling wind as he grinned maliciously and smashed it down toward Ah Fu's head!

He seemed to already see that ten thousand yuan waving at him.

The hearts of the onlookers tightened. Many turned away or closed their eyes, unable to watch.

"It's over! Ah Fu is going to be killed!"

"Sigh, a good dog. What a shame..."

"What on earth is Lei Jun doing!"

There were also some, like Li Rui, who, despite feeling Ah Fu was doomed, still stared intently at the scene.

He suddenly noticed that in the face of such a crisis, Lei Jun's expression still hadn't changed much. It was still that... calm, almost indifferent look. There even seemed to be a trace of... anticipation at the corner of her mouth?

"Why isn't she nervous at all?" Li Rui wondered. "Could it be... she really thinks her dog can do it?"

The thought was too absurd, but Lei Jun's composure was equally abnormal.

Not just Li Rui, but other neighbors staring at the scene also began to notice Lei Jun's abnormality.

She was too calm—too calm for a weak woman about to witness her beloved dog's tragic death and find herself in danger.

This abnormal composure was like a magnet, drawing their gazes and igniting a curiosity and expectation deep within them that they hardly dared to believe.

Thus, more people widened their eyes and held their breath, their hearts pounding as their gazes locked onto the small yellow Local Dog about to be pelted with clubs—Ah Fu.

In the next moment, a scene occurred that everyone would remember for the rest of their lives, one that left them with their jaws dropped!

At the very instant the yellow-haired thug's club was about to strike Ah Fu's head, Ah Fu, who had been sitting quietly, moved!

Its movement was so fast it exceeded the limits of human visual perception!

It was like a bolt of yellow lightning, or a blurry afterimage!

There was no barking, no menacing growls—only action precise to the extreme.

Ah Fu's hind legs suddenly pushed off the ground. Instead of dodging backward or to the side, its small body darted through the yellow-haired thug's legs at an incredible angle and speed, facing the falling club!

As it darted through, one of its front legs seemingly casually and lightly tapped the side of the ankle on the leg supporting the thug's body.