"Dogs are all the same, yet the difference is too big."
Suming scornfully glanced at the two Huskies. If Wang Cai's luck were here, he might actually have been able to help, even a Chihuahua could be considered 'ferocious' compared to these two Huskies.
The people on the shore felt like time was passing slowly, but in reality, the fight in the water had ended in less than half a minute. Su Meng walked back ashore, dragging the crocodile by its tail, as if he was dragging a dead dog.
As soon as the crocodile left the water, it tried to bite back at Su Meng. Su Meng let out a thunderous roar, as if he had struck a muffled thunder in a cave, then swung with one hand and spun the crocodile in the air, before slamming it hard on the ground.
There was a dull thud, and a crocodile-shaped pit appeared in the muddy ground. The crocodile now lay there, unable to resist any longer, its limbs splayed out, twitching its claws as if it had epilepsy.