Chapter 257

The two cars drove for about an hour and almost reached the border of Jiangnan City. Then they got off a small road and drove towards the foot of a mountain.

This is the junction of Jiangnan City and the other two cities. In the words of the common people, it is called the three-way zone.

After getting off the dirt road and driving for more than ten minutes, a checkpoint suddenly appeared in front of it, and several bodyguards in black guarded the front.

Cao Hongfu was obviously familiar with the place, and he showed his membership card, and the bodyguards let him go.

Just like this kind of checkpoint passed three times along the way, the two cars turned around a small mountain depression.

Suddenly, a huge building appeared in front of them. It was brightly lit in the night and had an extraordinary momentum. This was exactly the destination they were going to come to this time—the dog fighting arena.

The style of building here is very similar to that of a bird's nest, basically a circular building.

After showing their IDs again, everyone walked in with three dogs, one big, one small, and three dogs.

Inside the dog fighting arena, the entire building structure is very similar to the bird's nest.

Surrounded by auditoriums, in the middle is a concrete platform more than one meter high. On the platform is a large iron cage with a length of 10 meters, a width of 10 meters, and a height of about 30 meters.

The iron cage is welded with steel bars thicker than a thumb, which looks extremely strong.

Different from the bird's nest, there is a vast circular field between the iron cage and the auditorium, which is divided into more than a dozen areas with barbed wire.

This place is prepared for the guests who come here to participate in the dog fighting competition. Inside, there are sofas, tea tables, drinks and drinks, and there are several small iron cages at the back.

Because the temper of fighting dogs is generally violent, if the owner can't control it, they can be put directly into the iron cage.

They came somewhat late, and the match in the dog fighting ring had already started at this moment, and they heard the shouts of mountains and tsunami just as they arrived at the door.

Generally, the guests who come here to watch the dog fighting will place more or less bets. At this moment, people are cheering for the fighting dogs they bet on.

Some cheered, some yelled, some cursed, and some looked like they could just rush into the cage to replace the dog.

It was also because they were so involved that no one paid any attention to the arrival of a few people.

Cao Hongfu was familiar with the road, and soon entered a rest area in front of the stage under the leadership of the staff.

The dogs they brought were very honest and showed no signs of madness. Naturally, they didn't need to be put in the iron cage, and they just lay beside them.

Everyone sat down on the sofa, and the little unicorn was lying in Yuanyuan's arms. This guy stretched his neck and glanced at the dogs next to him, and the two who were fighting to death on the stage, and suddenly became excited.

This is a great moment to pretend to be aggressive. It was just about to growl to scare the ant-like existence in its eyes.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in its mind, Lao Tzu is here to make money, if you scare those dogs to death, I can only sell unicorn blood for money.

The one who spoke was naturally Song Haotian's divine sense. His purpose of coming here this time is very clear, which is to make money to buy a playground for his daughter.

If the little unicorn pretended to be aggressive and paralyzed all those dogs, who would give him money?

"Ugh..."

The little unicorn had already built up enough momentum, but at this moment, he restrained himself instantly, stretched out a small paw to cover his mouth, and suppressed the voice that had reached his throat.

What a joke, a drop of Qilin's blood was taken away last time, and it still feels distressed.

Thinking of being pressed by the master to let the blood out, he shuddered when he thought about the scene, and quickly lay down obediently in Yuanyuan's arms, not even daring to let out a breath.

Inside the iron cage, two tall and strong fighting dogs are fighting to the death, one is Xuanyuan's Tibetan Mastiff, and the other is Argentine Dogo.

As we all know, Tibetan Mastiff has a great reputation in Xuanyuan Kingdom. It is called the overlord of bulldogs. It looks very like a lion and is extremely ferocious.

The other Dogo comes from Argentina, known as the king of hounds, and is often used to hunt large wild animals.

This dog looks a bit elegant on the outside, but once it gets angry, it is very cruel, and it is also famous among fighting dogs.

At this moment, the fight between the two big guys has reached a fever pitch, and each of them is covered in blood, which looks very terrifying.

Seeing this bloody scene, Tuantuan was a little nervous, and hugged Song Haotian's neck tightly, but there was no big reaction.

Yuanyuan didn't care, and seemed to enjoy watching it.

"Uncle, are you here too?"

Just as they sat down, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl ran over. Liang Hongyu didn't expect that he was here too.

Song Haotian was slightly surprised: "Why did you come here?"

"Of course I'm here to play. I come here often, and I'm a gold medal member here."

The little girl knew her very well, she didn't intend to be polite, she just found a seat and sat down.

She glanced at the Rottweiler and Pitbull next to her: "Uncle, are you here to fight dogs too?"

Song Haotian nodded, and she said excitedly: "That's great, you know? The little devil is showing off his power here these two days, and my lungs are about to explode.

It's a pity that I don't have a fighting dog in my hand. Uncle, you must teach that guy a lesson and let them know that Xuanyuan's dog is not easy to bully. "

Song Haotian nodded and didn't speak any more, knowing that if this little girl started chatting, it would definitely be endless.

Even so, Liang Hongyu had no intention of stopping, looked at the two dogs on the field and said, "Uncle, that Tibetan mastiff belongs to us Xuanyuan people, and that one was brought by Du Gao, who do you think will win?"

Song Haotian glanced at it: "The Tibetan Mastiff is about to die."

"Really? The little devil won the fuck again."

This little girl is completely the opposite of lady, and she swears directly.

Liu Zimei asked: "Little brother, why? I heard that the Tibetan mastiff is the most ferocious dog in the world. It is not even afraid of lions. How could it lose?"

"Tell me."

Song Haotian completely used his divine sense to see through the fighting power of the two dogs. This kind of thing is not easy to explain, so he directly threw the question to Cao Hongfu.

"It's like this. There are two main reasons why the Tibetan Mastiff lost. First, its reputation is largely created by businessmen, and there is a lot of water in it.

The Tibetan mastiff is really ferocious, but it is a product of the plateau and has a great lung capacity. If it is on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, it may really not be afraid of lions.

But when they come to the plains, this advantage is gone. The other fighting dogs are equally ferocious, and they are not vegetarians either.

The second reason is that the Tibetan mastiff in front of him is fighting entirely by instinct, and has not received much training.

As a professional fighting dog, he has a scientific and perfect training plan every day, including running strength training and skill training for hunting prey.

This Du Gao was obviously trained, compared to the Tibetan Mastiff, it was a bit worse, and it was only a matter of time before it was defeated. "

Cao Hongfu obviously has a deep research on teasing dogs. He talked eloquently and clearly, and everyone nodded.

And at this moment, as if to verify what he said, the Du Gao suddenly launched a violent attack and bit the Tibetan mastiff's throat.

Blood spattered, and although the Tibetan Mastiff struggled desperately, it was still doomed to die in the end, and soon completely stopped moving.

"Damn it, this tmd kid won again..."

"Why did you lose again? This time I bet several million..."

Seeing this result, some people on the stage cheered, some cursed, and vented their emotions.

(End of this chapter)

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