In addition to the two weaknesses of the Tibetan mastiff's IQ and attack power, which are not easy to promote, is it suitable to be a fighting dog? Most of them can be said to be okay, but there are still many problems.

After a long period of evolution, the cardiovascular system of the Tibetan mastiff has adapted to the high-altitude environment of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and once it comes to the plains, its cardiovascular system will have problems. In addition, the Tibetan mastiff also has a weakness, that is, its thick body hair will make it prone to heat stroke problems in summer.

It's a small problem, but it's unavoidable. There are two Tibetan mastiffs in the courtyard of a villa, and Lao Ben used to be roared by the two Tibetan mastiffs every day when he was working nearby. But when the weather slowly warmed up, the two Tibetan mastiffs gradually quieted down. For no other reason, the weather is too hot for the Tibetan mastiff to adapt to the heat at low altitudes. The whole dog is not good, what is it called!

In the same way, the same is true for the Tibetan mastiff as a fighting dog. Now the weather is relatively hot, although the temperature will be lower at night, but in this densely surrounded tent, the Tibetan mastiff still can't stand it after a long time of fighting with the opponent. Its cardiovascular system has alarmed, and the heat on its body cannot be dissipated at all, causing its speed and reaction to decrease significantly.

In the case of such a fierce struggle, it is obviously impossible to open your mouth and stick out your tongue to dissipate heat, so it is not surprising that the Tibetan mastiff was slowly pulled back into the situation by Bit. In addition, the bits are specially born for fighting dogs, their weakness in nature is not a weakness on the stage at all, coupled with their artificially bred long-lasting fighting ability, the situation will naturally tilt in favor of the bit.

Although Bit was not lightly injured, it was not a problem for it to have rough skin and thick nerves, and it was not sensitive to it. On the contrary, the little injury it received just now aroused its ferocity, and it continued to launch a continuous attack on the Tibetan Mastiff Demon Slayer with unaffected speed and attack frequency.

Compared to the previous dog fights, which ended in three minutes at most, this was the longest of the time. After fighting for five or six minutes in a row, the fatigue of the Tibetan mastiff gradually revealed, and its combat effectiveness quickly decreased. When encountering opponents of relative strength, the Tibetan mastiff's cardiovascular weaknesses are undoubtedly revealed, and the untreated thick hair greatly reduces its combat effectiveness.

After barely holding on for three minutes, the Tibetan mastiff finally couldn't stand it. The light of the flame beast completely suppressed the shadow of the demon killer, and the Tibetan mastiff, who was powerless to fight, retreated to the corner of the fighting dog cage, and had no ability to attack at all, and could only barely resist the arrogant attack of the pitbull. In the end, there was really no way, the Tibetan mastiff didn't even have the ability to resist, and even turned his head directly to the bit with his butt, let go and let the bit bite it, and didn't even want the butt.

Seeing this scene, those who bet on the victory of the Tibetan mastiff were greatly disappointed, and the angry scolding resounded throughout the dog fighting ring. When the off-court referee saw this scene, he directly turned his head and asked the owner of the Tibetan mastiff whether he had lost. The owner of the Tibetan mastiff waved his hand helplessly and swallowed the bitter fruit.

The referee then waved the staff to end the match, and the two staff members who had been waiting above the dog fighting cage immediately reached down with a long stick with a pointed anesthetic and stabbed Bit in the back of the crotch while Bit was busy attacking. Bit patronized and attacked desperately, maybe the pain nerves of its skin really didn't think there was anything wrong with this time, and it didn't react at all to this sneak attack, and continued to frantically bite the Tibetan mastiff that had shrunk in the corner. And the sad Tibetan mastiff can only instinctively protect the vital point with his head towards the iron net, and has completely given up the protection and defense of the back half of his body, obviously being taken for a while.

Half a minute is both short and long, and the nerve response of this bit is truly breathtaking. Half a minute later, even though its attack speed slowed down significantly, it still staggered and continued to attack, refusing to stop even though it had no strength to bite its opponent's mouth. It looks like the Tibetan mastiff owes it several lifetimes of debts, and this time it will be repaid together.

However, at this time, the staff on the top of the dog fighting cage have begun to worry about the safety of the pitbull, because once the bit is stopped by the hemp turnover, it will not be good for the Tibetan mastiff to fall into the well at this time. So when the bit's attack was a little slow, the staff gave the Tibetan mastiff another shot to prevent this guy's counterattack, or to prevent the staff from entering the cage when they burst out and hurt people.

Finally, Pitbull collapsed with an unwilling look. Even if it lay down, its face was covered with blood and it bared its teeth at the Tibetan mastiff, looking unwilling. The Tibetan mastiff has completely lost the courage to fight back, even if the pitbull is incapacitated twenty or thirty seconds earlier than it, but it still uses a mane, usually looks majestic and majestic, against the cage net and does not dare to look back, until it loses consciousness and falls on the table.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that the two fierce dogs were really completely unconscious, and the staff opened the cage door and walked into the dog cage, and dragged the two fighting dogs out of the dog cage with their necks between their necks. Fighting dogs are fed stimulants before competitions, and at this time they are not ordinary domestic dogs at all, but real beasts. There is nothing wrong with the staff being careful about them, and letting their guard down is asking for trouble.

However, as soon as the staff dragged the two fighting dogs out of the fighting dog cage, the owner of the Tibetan mastiff rushed forward and snatched the dog tongs from the hands of one of the staff. Then he raised the dog tongs directly above his head and towards the head of the Tibetan mastiff, and there were a few hard blows on his neck, obviously very dissatisfied with the performance of the Tibetan mastiff just now.

The dog tongs are completely made of steel, not ten pounds but seven or eight pounds are always available. And the end of this tongs clamping the dog is a thick and heavy steel bar, and the Tibetan mastiff is completely useless after a few strokes, except for serving it on the table.

The staff didn't have time to stop the dog owner's movements, so they could only stand aside and watch. However, the off-court referee of the organizer was well-informed, and said to the man: "Liuzi, if you lose, you lose, who are you angry with the dog? Don't you want to come in the future?"

"No! I'm just angry! I raised such a waste for nothing!" Obviously, the dog owner didn't dare to offend the off-court referee, and returned the dog tongs to the staff after kicking the Tibetan mastiff who was basically out of breath. The staff didn't care, put the pitbull and the Tibetan mastiff back in their turnover cages, and then took them out.

There is a special veterinarian waiting outside, and they will treat the fighting dog's injuries. If the injury is too severe, the veterinarian will advise the dog owner accordingly. As for whether to send it to a veterinarian with better conditions for treatment, or to euthanize it directly, that is the matter of the dog owner. But the Tibetan mastiff must be left alone, and the few hits just now have made it worthless to salvage.

"Sixth son, we have rules, the dog owner killed his own dog, and we are not responsible for compensation. You don't have any money other than bonuses. The off-court referee coldly reminded the owner of the Tibetan mastiff named Liuzi, and then went to do his own thing.

The owner of the Tibetan mastiff replied sullenly: "I know." Then he turned around and looked at the new brother and Lao Jin.

"Sixth brother, if you lose, you lose, it's just a game, why are you so grumpy! It's just fun, you still lack that money?" The new brother saw the sixth son looking at him, and greeted the other party with an indifferent smile on his face.

"Hmph, Xiaoxin, don't look at my jokes, Lao Tzu has lost four games in a row, and you will be just as angry as you. I said a long time ago to let Lao Jin help me, it's good for you to keep Lao Jin at your house every day, I don't know if I think you two are doing it!"

Hearing Liuzi say this, the new brother grinned. Such a look from the enemy only proves his defeat and his own success, and he certainly does not get angry as a victor.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Hearing Liuzi complain like this, Lao Jin also smiled and said to Liuzi: "Liuzi, how do you say this? I have told you several times before, but your price is too low, and you don't listen to me." My old Jin also has a large family to raise, so I don't have anything to say if I don't help you train the dogs, right? Besides, I haven't made suggestions to you! I designed your dog farm for you......

"Yes, you have a large family to support, and Lao Tzu has to raise three little wives for you......" Liuzi was still angry, and complained angrily. Lao Jin obviously didn't want to offend the angry Liuzi, so he smiled helplessly and stopped talking.

"Sixth brother, don't be angry, if you lose, you will lose......" At this time, two delicate women came to Liuzi's side, grabbed his arms one left and one right, and comforted him.

"Yes, Sixth Brother, it's just for fun, and it's not a matter of how much money...... "Another woman who looked quite plump also hugged Liuzi's waist, almost hanging on Liuzi's body like a wombat.

"Go, go, Lao Tzu is annoying!" Liuzi twisted his waist angrily and flashed the two women who persuaded him aside. The two delicate women were bored with themselves, they wanted to speak but didn't dare to say anything else, so they had to make a look of being wronged, and they didn't know whether it was true or not.

But before the blink of an eye, Liuzi suddenly thought of something. He pointed to the new brother and Lao Jin and said: "You two, go and serve Xiaoxin and Lao Jin well, as long as you can let Lao Jin help Lao Tzu train the dog, Lao Tzu will send you a big red envelope...... One hundred thousand. ”

"Oh, what are you talking about, Sixth Brother, how can you do this to us, we are ...... to you" The plump looking woman was immediately unhappy, and pouted and coquettishly said to Liuzi. The other woman didn't say anything, but her twinkling eyes had betrayed her.