Five years ago, he was driven out of his family, reduced to nothing, and even pursued by assassins. He was in a car accident.,A Tibetan Mastiff was barking ferociously at a child of three or four years old in the corner. If it hadn't been held back by its chain, it would have pounced on the child already!,Jiang Fatty's face was contorted with rage: "You little punk, who told you to bother the young lady Don't blame me..."。