Seeing that Asang was still hesitating, Betel continued to encourage him, "Don't worry, this time is different. We will protect you. We will leash the dog. If you leave this range, it will not be able to attack you."

"Well, okay then..." Asang could only smile bitterly.

In fact, this method of stimulating the potential of attack power through stimulation is useless to Asang, and it is even more useless to Wang Fan. Wang Fan's mental attack power comes from the poison in his body. You can send out as many mental attacks as you want him to do every day.

, as long as Wang Fan is willing. This has nothing to do with fighting dogs or not, but now we are not under the roof of others, so we can only endure it.

So in the next few days, I could only accompany and dance with dogs every day. It is pitiful that a holy warrior has fallen to such a state. I wonder if Betelang knows about this, whether he should cry or not.

laughed.

Under the surveillance of the camera, Wang Fan could not just stun the dog, but also pretended to play with it for a few times, and even let the dog bite him from time to time. If the Oscars had a professionalism award

If so, then Wang Fan will definitely be the first to win the award.

After playing with the dog for a few days, Wang Fan had long been tired of it. He stood in the "safe zone" outside the radius of the dog leash and stared at the energetic Tibetan Mastiff, who was still barking at him with interest. "No."

, if it continues like this, either it will go crazy or I will be stupid, and I will have to find some new way to play." Wang Fan pondered.

"Oh, by the way, why don't you try to control it and let it spin around on its own, so I can relax? Haha." When we usually talk about "mental attack power", the focus is on attack, and we often ignore the fact that it is

Another function is to control the other party's thinking. This is rarely used by Wang Fan himself, so why not take advantage of it and play with it now.

Wang Fan retreated to a corner just within reach of the Tibetan Mastiff. This position happened to have his back to the camera lens, and the Tibetan Mastiff's attack power was at its strongest after sprinting for a certain distance.

This Tibetan Mastiff is also a natural predator, and he grasps the timing of the attack very accurately. After two days of battles of wits and courage with Wang Fan, he knew that the distance was just at the edge of the attack, so he jumped forward and Wang Fan backed away.

It had to pounce again. So when it saw Wang Fan approaching, it was not eager to attack. Instead, it crouched down and turned its head away, as if it hadn't seen Wang Fan.

"You beast, you're still playing tricks on me. Well, let's see how I restrain you later." Wang Fan held back his laughter and took two more steps forward.

"Ouch~" The Tibetan Mastiff turned to look at Wang Fan, shook his head and lay down again, looking indifferent.

"Oh, you dragged me!" Wang Fan cursed with a smile and took two more steps forward.

"Hoo!" This time, the Tibetan Mastiff didn't even scream. He straightened up, jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards Wang Fan.

"A biting dog never barks." Wang Fan couldn't help but print out a sentence in his mind. The Tibetan Mastiff is really no ordinary pet, it is definitely an excellent predator in nature. No matter in terms of body shape, body structure or even attack strategy

, are all born for hunting.

However, the Tibetan Mastiff is fast, and Wang Fan reacts faster. He turned slightly to avoid the Tibetan Mastiff's surprise attack, but Wang Fan did not want to knock it down this time. Instead, he walked around behind the Tibetan Mastiff, took two quick steps back, and stood back.

To the edge of the battle circle.

The Tibetan Mastiff knows that Wang Fan has guessed its strategy and no longer hides it. As long as you are within the fighting circle, it will pounce on you, but Wang Fan narrowly avoids it every time.

After going back and forth like this several times, the Tibetan Mastiff became angry, raised its head, and started barking at Wang Fan.

Wang Fan wanted this effect, he wanted to irritate the hound to the edge of collapse. He looked at the crazy Tibetan Mastiff and smiled, then suddenly froze his eyes, frowned, and forced a thought from the center of his eyebrows.

Strangely enough, when Wang Fan looked at him like this, the hound that had been barking wildly just now let out a whimper, lowered its head and wagged its tail, and turned into a pug.

Seeing that it worked, Wang Fan excitedly tried it twice more, but by the third time, the Tibetan Mastiff was not happy anymore. No matter how hard Wang Fan forced it or lured it, it squatted in the corner and did not dare to come out again.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the door. The voice belonged to Deyou. He should have come to ask Wang Fan to eat. In addition to being Betelang's driver, Deyou is also his housekeeper. He usually feeds the Tibetan Mastiff.

.

"Okay, you're afraid of me, right? Then let me see how afraid you are of me."

Wang Fan went up and untied the rope around the dog's neck. When Deyou opened the door, Wang Fan gave the order "Bite him." The Tibetan Mastiff pounced on Deyou who opened the door without hesitation.

"Ouch~" There was a scream, and one can imagine that a large piece of flesh was pulled off Deyou's body.

"Oh, what's wrong? Brother Deyou, why are you so careless?" Wang Fan came over, stunned the Tibetan Mastiff with his mind, shut it back into the room, and then went to help Deyou up in a coquettish manner.

"Look, this beast bit off a piece of flesh from my hand." Deyou raised his bloody arm, "Thanks to me feeding you every day, I am considered half of your master, but you just can't feed me.

A cooked beast." Deyou grinned and howled outside the door.

"Forget it, forget it, don't you call it a beast? Beasts are wild and untamed." Ah Sang tried to explain, but he was secretly happy in his heart, "If you call him a beast, aren't you yourself a betel nut?"

Dog, it seems you are also a beast."

After this time, Asang also successfully passed the "training" here in Betel. Three days later, a fair-skinned man came and watched the "fight" between Asang and the dog, and allowed him to calm down mentally.

After launching a mental attack on him and verifying it, Ah Sang finally obtained the "Product Qualification Certificate" and was qualified to enter China.

On the night when Asang left the Philippines, Betel arranged a banquet at home.

"Asang, you have made great progress in China this time. If you do well, you will definitely earn more than me. Don't forget me as your guide."

"The boss is joking, I used to work for people." (The fair man didn't tell Asang what kind of work he would do in China, he just signed a labor contract, but the price offered was very good, and Asang agreed).

"Working? Who doesn't work for others? Even me... After you leave, the rented house will expire, and I will leave Boracay Island and go to find talents elsewhere." Betel Lang

Holding Asang's arm, he whispered, "But before I leave, I still have a few words to make clear to you."

"Boss, tell me."

"China is a big country, and there are many people with your talent. I heard that if you want to go up to a higher level in the future, you will have to go through several selections, and the competition is also very fierce... During this period, I found that you can not only

Knocking the dog out will seem to control the dog's behavior... I advise you not to reveal your true identity all at once, but to reveal it slowly, otherwise you will suffer a big loss in the fierce competition." After so many days,
Chapter completed!