Chapter 103: Fighting Dogs (Part II)
"Xiao Jiu. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Xie Yan'er glared, obviously dissatisfied with Xiao Jiu's participation in dog fighting activities.
"It's okay." Xiao Jiudao.
"Okay, okay, Third Brother Zhao, you have to give us a witness." Ma Tianhe laughed and said.
"Half a million is too little." Xiao Jiu shook his head and said, "Mr. Ma, if you have enough capital, how about we bet one million?" ā
"A million?" Seeing Xiao Jiu so confident, Zhao San was even more curious. Did this stranger see something?
"No problem." Ma Tian and Lian Sheng responded.
On the first floor, the audience is still betting. Xiao Jiu stared at the medium-sized dog on the blue side, although the muscle density and bones of this dog were slightly worse than those of the red side; However, this medium-sized dog has a more active heart, faster blood flow, and a higher level of physical euphoria.
This is the first time Xiao Jiu has found such a situation in dogs. In Xiao Jiu's opinion, only drugs can cause this phenomenon. The medium-sized dog on the blue side was definitely injected with stimulants.
Thinking of the change in odds just now, Xiao Jiu glanced at Zhao San sideways, and then at the fanatical gamblers below, and laughed secretly in his heart.
Zhao San said that he only took commissions and did not participate in gambling. In fact, he manipulated the results of the game and was the bookmaker standing behind the scenes.
The race is on. When the referee opened the cage, the two-headed medium-sized dog opened its teeth and claws, let out a low roar, and continued to probe.
Ma Tianhe stood up and looked at the glue below with burning eyes. On the contrary, beside him, Xiao Jiu leaned back in a chair and closed his eyes comfortably, sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai.
Inside the giant cage, two medium-sized dogs have been bitten together. Red took advantage of his dexterity and scratched a few blood marks on Blue's body. Blue is bloody, becomes ferocious, and bites Red in several places. Ten minutes later, Red fell to the ground scarred. Although the blue side also had a few wounds, he still stood on all fours in the center of the field, looking full of fighting spirit.
"Blue wins." The referee comes on the field to announce the winner.
Ma Tianhe looked at the victory and defeat off the field, and his face gradually turned blue.
Xiao Jiu opened his eyes and smiled, "Mr. Ma, I agreed." ā
Zhao San laughed and said, "Brother Xiao is so lucky...... I'm curious, how did Brother Xiao see that Blue must win? ā
"What do you say?" Xiao Jiu's eyes narrowed and he asked rhetorically.
Zhao San's heart sank, and the smile on his face was a little unbearable. What did this Xiao Jiu really see?
"Let's take another gamble." Ma Tianhe was a little angry and said, "Xiao Jiu, this time we will personally find a medium-sized dog from Zhao San's fighting dog to fight!" ā
Hearing Ma Tianhe's request, Xiao Jiu was secretly vigilant in his heart. This is a great way to test the eyes of bettors. He had proven his strong insight into watching dogs, and where did Ma Tianhe get the confidence to fight him?
"This time, we're betting two million." Ma Tianhe looked at Xiao Jiu provocatively, and said word for word: "I'll just ask you if you dare to bet with me?" ā
Xiao Jiu smiled: "Okay." ā
In the Colosseum on the first floor, when the audience was still checking out, Xiao Jiu and the others had already gone to the backstage of the Colosseum under the leadership of Zhao San.
In the slightly dark room, there are more than thirty cages densely packed. A medium-sized fighting dog barked when he saw Zhao San and the others. One or two of them were still hitting the iron cage, as if trying to break out of the cage.
Glancing at the audience, Xiao Jiu was sure that the more than 30 fighting dogs here were stronger than the pet dogs in the pet market in terms of heart, bones, and muscles. Apparently, these fighting dogs were professionally trained before coming to the dog ring.
"Can I pick first?" Xiao Jiu asked.
"You're a guest, so of course it's up to you to pick first." Ma Tianhe is very generous and authentic.
"Then you're welcome." Xiao Jiudao.
In the live broadcast room, fans are looking forward to this bet -
"Ninth Master, come on, don't lose to that guy!"
"There are so many dogs, which one will the Ninth Master choose!?"
"The first one on the left! That dog's fighting spirit looks strong! ā
Xiao Jiu, who had already seen through the reality, slowly came to the window near the room and observed a yellow-haired dog in the cage under the window.
This dog's physique is not the largest here, but it has uniform lines, a very low rate of fat under the skin and flesh, and muscles that are far more developed than they look on the outside. It stood silently in its cage, its eyes glowing faintly like wolves in the dim light.
When he saw Xiao Jiu observing this fighting dog, Ma Tianhe's heart almost jumped to his throat.
"A cross breed of a German bulldog and an abbasso, and in it there is also Caucasian blood." Just now in the pet market, Xiao Jiu has collected information on nearly 200 common dogs, and according to his own personal observation, he is even more precious about the advantages of each dog: "This fighting dog gene is bloodthirsty and fierce, and the body is explosive, as a hybrid dog, it is born for fighting dogs." ā
"Good eyesight." Zhao San laughed and said, "It seems that Brother Xiao is ready to choose this dog?" ā
"Not necessarily." Xiao Jiu only glanced at the dog, then turned his head and walked towards the darkest corner of the room.
In a rusty iron cage, a Chinese pastoral dog with white hair and a thin body has a low tail and shrugging its ears, but its eyes are shining like stars. Unlike other medium-sized dogs who saw Xiao Jiu and the others barking loudly behind them, this pastoral dog stood up directly and shook his head and tail with a flattering gesture.
"What's the matter with this dog?" Unlike other dog cages that were neatly arranged together, the cage containing this dog was placed in the corner of the wall alone, which made Xiao Jiu feel a little curious.
"This dirt dog." The dog trainer who accompanied everyone said disdainfully: "This is a waste dog, I have tried to train it to fight with other dogs before, and every time it arrives on the field, it will be picked up on the ground, even if the opponent bites it, it will not dare to fight back." It doesn't have much value anymore, and now it's ready to send it to the slaughterhouse. ā
"Can you open the cage for me to see?" Xiao Jiu asked.
"This is a fighting dog, what if it comes out and bites someone?" Ma Tianhe shook his head and objected: "Xiao Jiu, you don't even have such common sense, right?" ā
"Mr. Ma, you are too careful." The dog trainer laughed and asked someone to come and open the cage door with the lock and key.
The moment the cage door opened, the white dog rushed out. The front half of its body fell down, pouting its hips and swinging its tail, its head rubbing against Xiao Jiu's left leg, its mouth slightly open and sticking out its tongue, its black and white eyes looked up at Xiao Jiu, begging for a please.
"Haha!" The white dog's coat is bright, similar to a pet dog's cute posture, which makes Zhao San and the others laugh.
"If you're so cowardly, do you want to be sent to the slaughterhouse?" Ma Tianhe laughed and scolded disdainfully.
"Xiao Jiu, be careful that it bites you." Xie Yan'er was a little worried.
"Guest, you're so careful." The dog trainer smiled, and suddenly stretched out his foot and stepped heavily on the front paws of the white dog!