Li Jun took off the ghost detector from his wrist, shook it vigorously, and tested it again. The red number Hi was still on the display.
"Hi means that the level of the demon is very high, and the demon detector can no longer detect it, but... it must be at least a level nine demon or above."
"Professor Zhou once said that theoretically, there are no monsters above level nine. Monsters at level six are very powerful and can destroy a city." Gao Wei asked Li Jun to popularize science knowledge.
"You mean, it has nine levels?" Li Jun was a little funny. He suddenly found He San hidden in Lai Wang's belly.
Gao Wei looked at Lai Wang with a strange expression.
A fat and fat mouse was lying on the ground, with its butt raised high, a long and thin tail swaying nervously, and its paws raised high. It looked ridiculous.
"How could it be a level nine demon?"
Gao Wei shook his head and said sheepishly: "Sorry, classmate Li Jun, your monster detector may be a little broken. I will take it to repair it and send it to you by express tomorrow. Okay, after get off work, let's go eat and sing."
"Captain, it's only 11 o'clock, and is it really good to sing in broad daylight? KTV is full of old ladies and grandfathers. They sing KTV during the day and do square dancing at night." Long Xiaozhan said depressedly.
"It's cheaper during the day, stop talking nonsense and let's go."
Gao Wei rolled his eyes at Long Xiaozhan.
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In Nanhai City, in a messy yard, the sound of dogs barking was heard. Each sound was louder than the last. It sounded like there were many dogs barking.
A tall and thick man, holding a boning knife in his hand, stabbed a big black dog to death with one knife, bleeding out and cutting the meat. The aluminum basin was filled with dog meat, and the fishy smell filled his nostrils.
"Biaozi, is the meat ready?"
"OK OK."
A man named Biaozi walked into the room carrying an aluminum basin. There were several men sitting in the room, shirtless, surrounding a large square table. On the table, hot pot ingredients were stewed, and the aroma was fragrant.
"Hurry up and get some meat."
Their way of eating is very vulgar. They cut off the dog meat directly and throw it into a pot to cook. They have no knife skills at all and the meat is cut thickly.
I put it in the pot for a few seconds and then picked it up and ate it. The dog meat was not cooked at all and still had an earthy smell. These people didn't take it seriously and ate it like wild beasts.
"Of all the meats in the world, dog meat is the best. It is nutritious and delicious. Eat, eat, eat. Biaozi has been doing the most work recently. Eat more."
The leading man brushed a large piece of dog meat, threw it into Biaozi's bowl, and motioned for him to eat it.
"Thank you, Brother Huang."
"This money is your hard work, Biaozi will accept it." Huang took out a big red envelope and handed it to Biaozi, who happily accepted it.
"Brother Huang, I have made great achievements recently, why don't I have a red envelope?" Another man with a wretched appearance and a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks muttered.
"You? Yanzi, I'm not talking about you. You are far behind Biaozi. Biaozi dares to go to the countryside to steal local dogs. Do you dare? You only dare to steal some pet dogs. The meat of pet dogs is unpalatable and cannot be sold.
Put up the price."
"Brother Huang, what you said is wrong. We don't necessarily have to sell dog meat to make a living!" Yanzi was unconvinced.
Brother Huang sneered: "We are dog thieves, what can we do if we don't sell dog meat? Is it possible to imitate the beast next door and catch mice every day and sell them to barbecue stalls?"
"Catching mice is tiring and dirty, and you can't make much money. How can you make money by stealing dogs? As long as we work hard, we can easily make hundreds of thousands of dollars a winter."
"However, the city pet dog you coward stole is worthless. If you want to get my red envelope, go to the countryside with Biaozi tomorrow to treat local dogs."
Yanzi's eyes turned red.
"Brother Huang, I'm thinking that our kind of business is not safe. Last year, one of our colleagues was trying to cure local dogs in the countryside, and the villagers caught him. Those bastards beat him to death, and the police station detained the villagers for a few times.
God,...I, I, I am afraid, so I don’t dare to go to the countryside to treat local dogs. Dogs in the city are more likely to succeed."
Brother Huang spat: "Coward, you don't know how to make money, what other ways do you think you can make money?"
Yanzi said: "Brother Huang, didn't I steal a guide dog yesterday? The training fee for this kind of dog is very expensive. If we take action, we can make at least tens of thousands. From now on, we will specialize in stealing such expensive dogs and selling them."
"Retarded."
Brother Huang hit Yanzi on the head with his chopsticks: "You are said to be mentally retarded, but you still don't admit it. Do you want to get involved? When all the dogs are in my hands, no matter how valuable they are, they can only enter alive and be killed into flesh."
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Yanzi said nothing, lowered his head and sighed: "Brother Huang, am I not suitable for this industry? I am too timid. When I think of my colleagues who died last year, I have nightmares."
"Yanzi, don't say that."
Brother Huang also felt that what he said was too harsh. He patted Yanzi on the shoulder: "If you want to get rich, you first have to be immoral and secondly you have to be bold. In fact, you are more immoral than Biaozi. You even stole a guide dog."
"Why don't you dare to go to the countryside to treat native dogs?"
Biaozi suddenly said: "Yanzi, tomorrow I will take you to the countryside to cure the local dogs. We will go specifically to cure the dogs in that village. Those scumbag villagers beat our colleagues to death last year. We must take revenge."
"No, brother, I'm afraid."
"I'm afraid of Mao Shao. If I'm offended, I'll poison their well and poison the whole village." Biaozi's eyes glowed with malice.
Yanzi looked at his expression with horror, but she didn't know what was wrong.
"Well done, Biaozi, here's a toast, but we can just kill the dog. How can we kill people? Killing is the death penalty." Brother Huang smiled and took a sip of Laobaigan, then brushed a piece of dog meat to eat.
"Woof woof woof~"
"Whew, whimper~"
The sound of barking dogs came from the yard. These dogs were stolen by them. Most of them were native guard dogs raised by farmers, and a small number were pet dogs from the city. There was also a guide dog among them.
In the countryside, local dogs are active and eat whole grains. Their meat is more tender and tender, and they are popular among many diners. Nowadays, in the cold winter months, it is the season for eating dog meat, and the supply of local dogs exceeds the demand.
The food of pet dogs in the city is too fine, some suffer from affluence diseases, and their meat is loose and scattered, so they cannot be sold at a high price.
"What a fool, a tiger fell down and was bullied by a dog, but my dog is as powerful as a unicorn, and has been reduced to a meat dog."
The dog was lying in the cage, depressed to death.
It is now seriously injured and cannot use its magic power, so it can only stay in the dog cage. Fortunately, the dog has a poor image and is small, so no dog meat shop owner has taken a fancy to it for the time being.
The guide dog next to it is a bit dangerous. The guide dog is a golden retriever, so fat and muscular.
Compared with other urban pet dogs, golden retrievers are relatively easy to sell. Their meat is not as delicious as native dogs, but it is also better than the meat of other small pet dogs.
"Whew, whimper~"
The golden retriever was spiritual. He lay on the ground, his tears flowing down drop by drop, making the ground wet. The crying dog was very upset and cursed: "Crying wool, can you cry out?"