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Chapter Forty-Nine, Under the Pitbull

Is it true? I’ve been watching fighting dogs for decades and I’m not sure. How can you be so sure?

She had doubts in her heart, but she didn't say them out loud. She said it tactfully: "But many people are optimistic about Caucasian fighting dogs."

The pomegranate was not burned because she had too much money. She had bet more than 200,000 yuan on it.

The dealer places bets in order to attract more winners. The excitement of dog fighting is that sometimes even the dealer is not sure which dog will win.

Of course, people with dark minds will say that if you do something to the dog during the game, the banker will definitely win.

But once this happens, gambling loses its original meaning.

Although the banker wants to make money, he must also respect the gambling itself.

"Don't worry, I won't let you lose money." Zhao Tianyou looked calm.

The iron cage finally opened, and the Caucasian fighting dog rushed towards the tiger mastiff like a white lightning.

The dust is rolling and the roars are roaring. This is a battle that condenses spirit, strength and will.

Use your sharp claws to tear through the opponent's defense, strike hard at the opponent's heart, and crush its throat until you completely conquer it!

The tiger mastiff retreated step by step and was suppressed by the Caucasian fighting dog.

Those who bought a Caucasian fighting dog were as excited as chicken blood: "Bite it to death, bite it to death!"

Shiliu bit her lip and looked at Zhao Tianyou, who looked calm.

"Are you still sure it will win?"

"We will definitely win."

At this time, a roar came from the stage, and the Tiger Mastiff was bitten on the shoulder by the Caucasian fighting dog, tearing off a large piece of skin.

Pomegranate's face darkened, and she thought to herself that if she loses, just lose, it's just two hundred thousand.

However, you should examine yourself as to why you listened to this kid.

Seeing that he looks confident, who knows if he is pretending to deceive himself intentionally.

Just when Pomegranate was feeling depressed, the situation in the stands changed again.

"Ouch---" The tiger mastiff roared suddenly and hit hard, its shoulder hitting the Caucasian fighting dog's waist directly.

The Caucasian fighting dog was knocked to the ground and rolled several times, with its soft belly exposed.

The tiger mastiff moved like lightning, opened its big mouth and bit the Caucasian fighting dog's abdomen.

The sharp canine teeth pierced the tiger mastiff's abdomen, tore it violently, and dragged out all its intestines.

At this point in the battle, the winner is decided.

Several burly men on guard rushed out, drove away the tiger mastiff with iron-covered sticks, and rescued the dying Caucasian fighting dog.

These fighting dogs are valuable breeds, and they are still valuable for sale even after being injured and treated.

Some spectators like to buy ferocious fighting dogs.

"Damn it, the tiger mastiff actually wins."

"Unexpected, unexpected."

Under the stage, mourning was everywhere.

In the stands, Pomegranate suddenly became excited.

This made her more than a million, this guy is really good.

"How did you tell?"

"I was blinded."

"It depends on who you are lying to!" Shiliu refused and insisted that Zhao Tianyou tell him the reason.

Zhao Tianyou sighed and said: "Okay, let me tell you, what I see is the dog's spirit, or to be precise, the dog's eyes."

Zhao Tianyou then analyzed: "The Caucasian fighting dog has a stronger roar than the Tiger Mastiff in terms of size and roar, but its eyes are not as good as the Tiger Mastiff. The eyes of the Tiger Mastiff are like a ball of fire. Once they burn,

Even it will turn itself into ashes. A dog with such a strong fighting spirit that can burn itself to death is the craziest kind of mad dog."

Shiliu was silent. She carefully considered Zhao Tianyou's words: Are you talking about dogs? Why do I feel that every sentence is talking about people.

"Little brother, no matter what, I always want to thank you."

"No need to thank you. I came to see Sister Shiliu today because I ran into some trouble."

Pomegranate's heart skipped a beat, and there was a cunning light in her beautiful eyes: "Tell me, what kind of trouble is it?"

Zhao Tianyou frowned and said, "The people from the Giant Whale Gang are coming to kill us."

Oh, it turns out this kid has provoked people from the Giant Whale Gang.

Thinking of what happened last time, Pomegranate still felt happy.

Zhao Tianyou's eyes were like X-rays, able to see through people's thoughts. He sneered: "Sister Pomegranate, I hope this news can make you happy."

Pomegranate opened her mouth wide, like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Why should I be happy? I'm not the kind of person who adds insult to injury."

When a woman defends herself, it's often when she lies.

Zhao Tianyou stopped there and changed the topic: "The Whale Gang has a large number of people and I don't dare to provoke them. After thinking about it, I feel very embarrassed."

Pomegranate rolled her eyes at him, thinking that this kid was full of lies and the Tiger Gang had suffered at his hands back then.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"surrender."

"Surrender?" Shiliu recalled the scene of Zhao Tianyou's bloody battle on the long street, and sneered: "This is not your style."

"The style can be changed. How can I, a poor student, fight against the Giant Whale Gang? They are going to get desperate. At worst, I will move out of Old Temple Street and sell the land to them."

When Pomegranate heard this, her smile froze.

The location of the Laomiao Butcher Shop is very important. With the butcher shop as the core, the teahouses, taverns, and shampoo rooms in the entire block are all profitable areas. Such a large piece of fat has always been coveted by the Tiger Gang, even if they can't get it.

You can't get it any cheaper now.

Pomegranate took a long breath and said, "I can only report this matter to the boss."

Zhao Tianyou smiled secretly, as long as he reported it, the Tiger Gang's boss would naturally weigh the pros and cons, and then he would have room to operate.

Sometimes the weak are not completely useless and have room for maneuver.

At this time, all the fighting dogs in the stands left.

Pomegranate swayed her wine glass and walked towards the stairs. Her walking posture was very charming, like a willow swaying in the spring breeze. With every step she took, her waist swayed seductively, and the men who saw her back were secretly swallowing their saliva.

What's even worse is that after taking two steps, Pomegranate suddenly looked back and said with a smile: "Little brother, there is something more exciting on the third floor, do you want to see it?"

The goblin is really a goblin who charms people to death even if they don’t pay for their lives.

Now that I'm here, I don't have any worries.

Zhao Tianyou followed Pomegranate, his eyes fixed on her waist and sexy round buttocks, as if a fire was rising in his lower abdomen.

It would be great if I could practice kung fu as well as my little brother, so that I wouldn't be able to be bewitched by this monster.

Zhao Tianyou walked up the stairs with random thoughts, and the scenery on the third floor changed again.

The second floor is for dog fighting, and the third floor is for human fighting.

Boxers wearing black and red uniforms stood on the ring and fought at the top of their lungs, showing their male strength and fighting spirit to the spectators.

Black boxing? Zhao Tianyou didn’t expect that Huajie would have such an exciting project.

In the stands, the player in red received a heavy punch and fell to the ground with a thud.

A waiter lowered his head and ran over, fearfully handing over a piece of paper. Shiliu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows after reading it: "The Red Devil boy actually lost. This is a big loss for me."

"It's not the end yet, who can decide who wins or loses." A strong voice sounded, and a powerful player wearing a red samurai uniform appeared from the other end of the corridor.

Zhao Tianyou recognized it. Isn't this guy with a flat head the man named "Hai Quan"?

Shiliu smiled sweetly, swayed her waist and walked up to the crew-cut man, patted his face and said, "Hit him well, I'm counting on you."

The flat-headed man's eyes were burning again. He put his hand on Pomegranate's waist and moved it down involuntarily.

Pomegranate twisted her body, dodged his hand, and said angrily: "Play well, and you will be rewarded if you win."

The crew-cut man whispered: "Don't worry, my beauty, I can guarantee that the battle in front of you and the battle at night will be exciting."

Zhao Tianyou practiced Prajna Qigong and his five senses were particularly sharp, and the conversation between the two fell into his ears word for word.

Not suitable for children, really not suitable for children.

I didn't expect that Shiliu's mistress was a hunk, and I didn't expect that the two of them would have sex in public without any scruples.

Shiliu watched the crew-cut man leave, and then led Zhao Tianyou into the box.


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