At night, Li Youran got up from the bed, opened his suitcase, took out a flashlight, and shined it on the chicken coop beside the bed.
The red-feathered fighting cock was awakened, making a gurgling sound in its throat, and stared at the person in front of it alertly. [bsp; Li Youran stretched out his right index finger, pointed it at the water bowl in the cage, and for a moment, a thin line of water shot in
In the water bowl.
The red-feathered fighting cock was a little surprised at first, then he put his head close to the water bowl, took a sip of water, raised his neck and drank it. He seemed to think it tasted good, so he immediately started pecking again and again.
Li Youran nodded with satisfaction. As long as an animal is an animal, there is no space stalactite water that he doesn't like to drink.
He took some more cabbage, turned off the flashlight, and went to bed.
In the morning, middle and evening of the next day, Li Youran fed him several times in a row, and also used space stalactite to wash his hair and eyes. The red-feathered fighting cock seemed to enjoy the other party's hospitality and obediently accepted his orders.
On the afternoon of the third day, Li Youran carried the chicken cage to Huzi's house.
Huzi was already itching to wait. He took the cage and observed the red-feathered fighting cock carefully.
"Brother Ranzi, there seems to be no change." Huzi asked suspiciously, looking at the cockfighting cock resting in the cage with its eyes dazed.
"Let it out and take a look." Li Youran said easily.
Huzi took the water ladle, took a mouthful of cold water in his mouth, sprayed it on the head of the red-feathered fighting cock, and opened the cage door.
The fighting cock suddenly woke up, stood up, walked out of the cage slowly, flapped its wings, and walked calmly in the yard.
Huzi still didn't notice any difference, so he released another white fighting cock from the chicken coop, brought the two chickens together, and teased them with his tricks.
The white gamecock fluffed up its feathers and took the initiative to attack the red-feathered gamecock.
The red-feathered gamecock let out a clear cry, ducked slightly to the side to avoid the white gamecock's bite, quickly jumped up, and bang, hit the white gamecock accurately on the head with a heavy kick, causing the white gamecock to turn over and fall.
He fell to the ground and stirred up a cloud of dust.
"What a fast speed! What a precision!" Huzi's eyes suddenly lit up.
The white gamecock got up from the ground, shook his head, and felt a little dazed. This guy also got angry and rushed towards the red-feathered gamecock with his neck stretched out.
The red-feathered fighting cock turned around to avoid the attack, stretched its neck, opened its mouth, grabbed the opponent's neck, tore off a bunch of white feathers, and pecked the opponent's head with its beak.
Huzi rushed up and held the white gamecock in his arms. The red-feathered gamecock seemed not to bother beating the drowned dog, and walked away with its head held high, and then croaked again.
"Brother Ranzi, you are so awesome! Can you teach me?" Huzi said while comforting the white cock in his arms.
"Exclusive secret skills, you can't learn them. Haha." Li Youran smiled and shook his head.
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On Saturday evening, Li Youran drove to Hetai Town, located west of Lijiagou, with Huzi and Fangcheng still sitting in the car.
Huzi introduced to Li Youran that Hetai Town has now become a resort for cockfighting sports. Every weekend and holiday, Fang
Cockfighting enthusiasts flock to the event within a hundred miles, and the major cockfighting venues scattered throughout the town are often overcrowded and the event is unprecedented. Not only cockfighting-related industries, but also local catering, hotels and other industries are stimulated.
This is also the main reason why the local leaders still turn a blind eye.
When Li Youran and others arrived, the streets of Hetai Town were already bustling with activity. Cars with license plates from various places were crowded on the narrow road, and there were even local staff wearing signs to guide the evacuation.
Under the command of Hu Zi, Li Youran drove the car to a relatively large brick-concrete structure in the north of the town. Hu Zi said that this place was originally an abandoned factory, but was later contracted by a local boss and transformed into the most famous building in the town.
One of the cockfighting rings.
There are already many foreign vehicles parked in the parking lot outside the building, including many good cars. This also shows the strength of the cockfighting ring from the side.
Huzi got off the car and went to a thin man at the door to buy tickets for ten yuan a person.
Huzi turned back, opened the trunk of the Q5, and took out two chicken coops covered with cloth. The three of them walked towards the cockfighting ring together.
After turning a corner from the entrance, we entered the hall, which was brightly lit and surrounded by four circles of cement steps for people to watch. There was a circular open space about ten meters in diameter in the center of the innermost arena, and there were also circles around the open space.
More than 20 people were sitting on stools. Huzi introduced to Li Youran that they were the owners and referees of the chickens participating in the battle. A circle of soft chairs were placed around them as VIP seats.
Li Youran took a general look and saw that there were about two hundred people in the cockfighting ring. It really felt like the Colosseum in ancient Rome. There were also vendors selling cigarettes, drinks and snacks in the passage.
At this time, two fighting cocks came on stage, and soon they were fighting fiercely. Amidst the neighing and tumbling of the fighting cocks, the audience was excited and watched the battle intently. Many people were also temporarily placing bets, and a staff member wearing a jacket ran
Pay before and after registration.
Huzi squeezed to the front and said a few words to a middle-aged man who might be the owner of the farm. The middle-aged man looked over and nodded. Huzi came back, lifted the chicken coop, and said to Li Youran:
"Brother Ranzi, let's sit in the front."
The three of them came to the VIP seat together. The staff took three chairs and asked them to sit down.
Huzi handed the two chicken cages to the venue staff and asked him to weigh the fighting cocks and take notes.
"Hey, isn't this Huzi, here to give you money again? Haha." A voice like a drake came over.
Li Youran turned around and saw a middle-aged man in his forties with blistered eyes walking next to him. He was speaking to Huzi in a mocking tone.
"Gui Laosan, don't be too proud. Today I will take back even the capital and profits, just wait." Huzi responded with a stern face.
"Haha, Hu Zi, you are so arrogant today. I wonder if you still have the principal? Do you want me to lend you some first." Gui Laosan said with narrowed eyes.
"I have a lot of books, but I'm afraid you won't be able to catch them." Huzi didn't have a good face towards him.
"Oh, let me tell you, I found a helper, and he seems to have some foundation." Gui Laosan turned his attention to Li Youran next to Huzi.
"This is my first time playing this, novice, please take care of me." Li Youran smiled kindly at Gui Laosan.
"When I entered the field, I didn't take any care of him. However, the boss seems to have a lot of money, so it doesn't matter if he has some fun. Haha. Huzi, if you have the guts, I'll let the referee arrange it right away. How about it?"
Gui Laosan turned around and challenged Huzi again.
"Okay." Huzi agreed without hesitation.
While Gui Laosan went to see the referee, Huzi told Li Youran that Gui Laosan was a well-known cockfighting professional in this area and had made a fortune from this. However, he had a dark heart and often did things during the game, and he also had problems with the owner of the game.
I didn't know about the hookup before and lost a lot of money to him.
Li Youran nodded, telling Hu Zi to calm down and act according to the opportunity.
At this moment, the two fighting cocks in the field also decided the winner, and the chicken owner and the audience let out excited shouts or frustrated curses.