"I'm grass, this is okay!" Zhang Yang couldn't help but exclaim when he saw Maotou sitting on the ground.

He was watching Maotou's first game at this time, and the other dog in the competition was the world's most famous fighting dog, the Pitbull Terrier, also known as the American Bull Terrier.

The Pitbull was only about 60 centimeters tall, and it was a dwarf in front of the hairy head that was nearly one meter tall, and the huge difference in size made the Pitbull hesitate.

But after all, the Pitbull is a fierce fighting dog that can fight large beasts such as wild boars and bears, and although it does not dare to rush forward, it will not back down. It keeps circling around the overwhelmed Maotou, looking for Maotou's weaknesses and opportunities to attack.

And the hairy head has not been trained to fight dogs, so he doesn't know what it means to put it with a black and ugly thing. And the unfriendly attitude of this black guy did not cause it any trouble, how could the clamor of an ant make an elephant care.

The most important thing is that it did not receive Xue Zhiyong's order, so it will not take the initiative to attack the pitbull. Since it couldn't attack, it was rested, and it sat in the middle of the field unguarded, looking at the little thing that was constantly provoking it, as if asking "What are you doing?"

Nearly 100 people watching the dog fight were in an uproar.

Zhang Yang, who was looking at the screen of his mobile phone, also had a black line in his head, which was too big and arrogant, it looked like he was coming to fight.

Someone thinks the same as Zhang Yang.

"Ah Quan, this big guy you brought is here for a vacation. You dare to let him play even if you have not trained Akita, I really don't know what you think. How much did you Xu Jun bet on?"

A person's voice was transferred to the mobile phone, and then Zhang Dequan's reply was heard.

"I just got my hands on it, but I haven't trained it yet. Do you want me to bet too much on this kind of novice? It's just meaning, meaning, I want to see if it has potential. ”

"How did this Akita grow so big, it's almost time for Newpoliton. ”

The Newpoliton dog was an ancient Roman gladiatorial dog, reaching a height of 80 centimeters at the withers and a height of more than one meter. Maotou's size and weight were normal for Newpoliton.

"I don't know if it's as fierce as Newpoliton. Zhang Dequan said unconfidently.

Xue Zhiyong, who was recording at the time, was sitting next to Zhang Dequan, so the conversation between the two was also recorded.

Zhang Yang took his eyes off the screen of his mobile phone and glanced at Zhang Dequan who was standing in front of him.

Zhang Dequan's expression was unnatural:

"Miscalculated, miscalculated. If I knew that Mao Tou was so fierce, I would dare to bet my net worth on me. ”

"Maotou is the first time to play, although it is a little bigger, but the odds are similar to the pitbull called the Black God, the Maotou is 0.89 to 1, and the Black God is 0.91 to 1. I don't know how much Boss Zhang bet on the owner of the black god. ”

Xue Zhiyong looked at Zhang Dequan, and Zhang Dequan waved his hand again and again.

"Not much, not much. ”

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes at him, looking at his expression would not be too little. Maybe you can win all the money you want to buy Maotou.

"When the odds were announced, the gamblers didn't see Mao Tou, only photos were seen on the screen, and Mao Tou had no reference around him, so he couldn't see his size. This can kill those gamblers, because the prestige of the black god here is very high, so there are many more people who bet on the black god than on the hairy head. ”

Xue Zhiyong added gloatingly.

"When Maotou appeared, there was a lot of scolding, and the casino was black-hearted enough, and this ticket made them a lot of money. ”

Zhang Dequan continued.

As the two spoke, the situation on the screen changed, and the black god seized an opportunity to launch an attack on the right side of the unguarded hairy head, and it pounced on it, biting at the hairy head's neck.

The audience exclaimed, they thought that Maotou had been fierce and unlucky, and they had watched more dog fighting competitions, in this situation of being so close to the defenseless distance, it was difficult for Maotou to dodge even if he reacted quickly, and injuries were inevitable.

When the black god was about to reach his body, the hairy head was like a spring on his buttocks, and he jumped up in an instant, and moved two meters sideways in the air, the speed was like lightning, after breaking away from the black god's attack, it looked at Xue Zhiyong, who was sitting not far away, and called "Wang".

As if to ask "what do I do?"

I couldn't see Xue Zhiyong's expression on the screen, but I heard him shout to Maotou, "Bite it, bite it, bite him." ”

Mao Tou got Xue Zhiyong's order, the yellow and white hairs on his body stood up, his eyes stared at the black god deadly, and his mouth let out a low roar of "woo".

Under the fierce gaze of Mao Tou, the black god cowered and stepped back, and the audience booed, they didn't expect the black god who had won many battles to be afraid.

didn't give the audience more time to sigh, Maotou suddenly roared, and his body rushed out like an arrow, and the distance of three meters was there in the blink of an eye, and the black god was bitten on the neck by Maotou's bloody mouth before he even had time to dodge.

The black god wailed and struggled to break free, but how could its little strength escape Maotou's grasp. The black god's resistance angered Mao Tou, his thick neck swayed from side to side, and the black god was actually wheeled by it, smashing left and right on the concrete floor, and the blood on its neck also dripped down.

A voice was heard shouting, "Stop, stop, stop it." ”

How could Maotou listen to him, his neck was still shaking vigorously, and the black god who was in his mouth was already dying.

Xue Zhiyong explained to Zhang Yang: "This person is the master of the Black God, called Xu Jun. ”

At this time, Zhang Dequan's voice came out of the video again.

"Brother Xue, stop Maotou, Boss Xu spent 800,000 yuan to buy this dog. ”

"It's okay, let it go. It was Xue Zhiyong's voice.

Mao Tou received the order, his neck was forced, his mouth was loosened, and the black god was thrown out five meters away. Maotou shouted at the black god again, as if to say, "it, let you be idle." ”

The black god crawled out of the ground with difficulty, nesting in a corner, and screaming "woo", just like a little girl who was raped by a few big men, her face was full of grievances, and there was still the majesty of the beginning.

"Is this the end?" Zhang Yang is still unfinished, and he hasn't enjoyed it yet.

"There are two more. Xue Zhiyong clicked twice on the screen.

This was followed by the second and third games, in which the hairy head rushed at the opponent like lightning as soon as he came out, slapping him away with a claw during the dodge, but tracking the opponent as he rolled, biting the opponent's neck or hind legs, and then concocting the same method, knocking the opponent and throwing it away.

Both games were short and ended before the crowd could react.