Famous drove the attacker away. At this time, Zhang Zian had also already hurried down from the second floor. The dedicated staircase channel showed its effect here, and he could get downstairs immediately without going through the first floor indoors.
The girl who was holding her Pomeranian that was still shaking from the earlier encounter thought about the scene that she had just witnessed just now. It was clear that Famous had saved her and perhaps even her dog.
She tried to touch Famous's neck and, upon seeing that it had no excessive reaction to her touch, she kept saying, "Good dog, good dog..."
"Hi! Are you okay?"
Zhang Zian looked at the traffic on the left and right, trot across the road, and greeted her in English.
When he saw the girl's hair and skin color, his heart skipped a beat, because she was yellow-skinned and black-haired. It was no accident that she should be Asian or an Asian American.
