Yang Jun was in a bad mood today and drove his Audi q7 for several rounds in Yucheng District.
"Do you want to go there?" Yang Jun found a parking space on the roadside, stopped the car, opened the window, lit a cigarette, and took a few puffs.
In this smoky atmosphere, Yang Jun not only couldn't calm down, but also felt more and more irritable.
A few days ago, Yang Jun spent a lot of money to get a native Tibetan Mastiff from the Tibetan border area. Yang Jun has always treasured this Tibetan Mastiff. The Tibetan Mastiff is also up to par. Yang Jun and some friends in the circle started fighting dogs.
In the process, it helped Yang Jun earn a lot of face.
Three days ago, Yang Jun accepted another challenge from an old enemy. Originally, Yang Jun did not take this matter to heart. After all, with the power of the Tibetan Mastiff, there are not many dogs that can compete with the Tibetan Mastiff. But last night
, but Yang Jun received bad news. His old enemy actually spent a lot of money to import a purebred pit bull from the United States weighing nearly 90 kilograms.
Pitbulls and bulldogs rank first in the world. However, generally speaking, Pitbulls are not big in size. Pitbulls weighing more than 70 kilograms are very rare. As for the 90-pound Pitbull, they are definitely the well-deserved King of Pitbulls. Yang
The native Tibetan mastiff owned by Jun only weighs just over a hundred pounds.
Bitbon was born for fighting. Whether it is endurance or bite strength, he is undoubtedly the best in the world. What is even more terrifying is that Bitbon has almost no pain nerves. When fighting, he does not know pain at all. Once he bites, he is
Fighting to the death, compared with the Tibetan Mastiff, the only disadvantage of Bit is its size. If the size difference is not big, the Tibetan Mastiff will almost definitely lose in a fight with Bit.
Yang Jun, who has been playing with dogs for a long time, certainly knows this. After knowing that the opponent's dog is a bitch weighing nearly ninety pounds, Yang Jun has already become timid before fighting. It is precisely because of this that Yang Jun is so irritable.
When he went to participate in a dog fight, the Tibetan Mastiff was almost certain to die, and Yang Jun was reluctant to part with it. Yang Jun spent five million to buy it. Ever since it recognized Yang Jun as its owner, it has been extremely loyal and full of spirituality.
If Yang Jun breaks the appointment, he will definitely lose his face and become a laughing stock in the circle. This is also something that Yang Jun cannot accept. After all, for a rich man like Yang Jun who is not short of money, face is often more important than anything else.
are much more important.
The phone rang, Yang Jun looked at the phone number and pressed the answer button.
"Young Master Yang, we agreed three days ago to have a fight today at noon. It's already past ten o'clock. Why haven't you seen me yet? If you are afraid, just say so..." came the phone call.
There was a burst of arrogant laughter.
"Chen Peng, I, Yang Jun, always stick to my word, but it's only past ten o'clock, why are you so anxious!" Gritting his teeth, Yang Jun yelled at the phone and threw the phone aside angrily.
On the roadside, Wang Hu held Wangcai's hand and walked with a sad face.
Because of his long-standing habit, Wang Hu had already gotten up early in the morning.
The door of Jiangling's room is always closed. Wang Hu also knows Jiangling's work and rest habits. He knows that Jiangling will not wake up before twelve o'clock.
After breakfast, Wang Hu took Wangcai and wandered around for a long time. Wang Hu was depressed because he had a heaven-defying record of all beasts, but he had not thought of a good way to make money until now.
"Liu Peng, you idiot, you are forcing me to use a trick. I lose dogs and money, but I will never lose the battle!" Yang Jun, who was smoking a cigarette in the car, saw Wang Hu passing by on the roadside holding hands with him.
The wealth he brought made his eyes light up.
"Brother, for two thousand yuan, can you sell me your dog?" Yang Jun greeted Wang Hu as he stepped out of the car.
Although Wangcai has undergone some changes after being fused with the cat soul, anyone who knows a little bit about dogs can confirm Wangcai's bloodline at a glance. The native Chinese pastoral dog, also commonly known as a native dog, is simply a dog of this kind.
It's not worth much. Yang Jun can offer two thousand, which is far beyond the value of ordinary local dogs.
Not wanting his beloved Tibetan Mastiff to die, but not willing to break the promise, Yang Jun wanted to buy Wangcai, but he just wanted Wangcai to die instead of his beloved Tibetan Mastiff.
The original agreement between Yang Jun and Chen Peng was just for a dog fight between the two parties. It was not determined which dog it was. It was okay for Yang Jun to use a native dog to fight, even if the native dog was really killed by Chen Peng.
If Bit was bitten to death, Yang Jun would only lose the winnings of dogfighting. Compared to his own Tibetan Mastiff being bitten to death, this loss was nothing to Yang Jun.
What's more, for Chen Peng, the 90-pound bit king, killing a native dog would not only be an honor, but an insult. Yang Jun's method of using a native dog to fight can be said to be a one-shot move
Countable.
It was only after Yang Jun saw the fortune held by Wang Hu that he had a flash of inspiration and came up with this clever plan.
"No!" Wang Hu turned around and looked Yang Jun up and down, but Wang Hu refused directly.
Wangcai is not an ordinary native dog. It has a cat soul fused into its body. Although Wang Hu is very short of money, but he wants to buy Wangcai for only two thousand yuan, there is no way Wang Hu will agree.
Wang Hu's refusal made Yang Jun startled.
Yang Jun has a saying that any trouble that can be solved with money is not a trouble. Now that he has made up his mind to find a local dog to join the war and spend a little more money, Yang Jun doesn't care. What's more, Yang Jun's inspiration
But it comes from the wealth in front of you.
"Five thousand? How about it? Brother, this price is generous enough!" Yang Jun said again.
"A local dog is only worth a few hundred yuan, but this guy in front of me is willing to pay five thousand to buy a prosperous fortune. Could it be that he sees the extraordinary value of a prosperous fortune?" Wang Hu fell silent, but his thoughts changed in his heart.
Non-stop.
"Brother, it's not impossible to sell my family to you, but I want to know why you can offer 5,000 yuan for a local dog worth a few hundred yuan?" After a short silence, Wang Hu smiled and said,
He spoke again.
"It's okay to tell you. I made an appointment with a pair of fighting dogs. They are very powerful dogs. I don't want my Tibetan Mastiff to join the fight, so I have to find a local dog instead. Once it joins the fight, your dog will definitely die. It only costs five thousand yuan."
The money should be enough to compensate you for your losses, how about it? Brother, can you help me with this?" Yang Jun was kind and not as domineering as some people in his circle. While talking, he took out his cigarette case
, handed one to Wang Hu.
"Dog fighting?" Wang Hu was greatly moved.
Of course, Wang Hu knew some of the rumors about dog fighting. When he saw how powerful Wang Cai was, Wang Hu also thought about using Wang Cai to make money through dog fighting. Unfortunately, Wang Hu could only think about it at that time.
, after all, a poor fellow like Wang Hu is too far away from the dog fighting circle. If Wang Hu wants to fight dogs, he has no way at all.
"Brother, if you want to fight dogs, you can just use my dog. As for the money, forget about it. If my family's wealth is really bitten to death, I will admit it!" After a brief pause, Wang Hu said again.
: "I'm just bored. I wonder if my brother can open my eyes to see how you fight dogs?"
"Of course it's okay to take you over to have a look. It turns out that you are the same as me, buddy. But then again, if you are really interested in dog fighting, you can't just raise a local dog. At least you have to get a more powerful one!"
Yang Jun laughed and opened the car door, calling Wang Hu and Wangcai to get into the back seat. Amidst the roar, the Q7 sped away.