Sang Zhiheng hadn't finished their mutton soup yet, so Hu Liu hugged a big rooster wrapped in red silk and ran back panting.

"What's going on? My may not be as big as yours, but no one is afraid of a fight! How? Do you dare to put your chickens in a fight with my chickens? ”

Sang Zhiheng hates it most when others ask him if he dare, especially this kind of small thing that can be done or not, how can he not dare to say such a small thing?

"Hey, boy, you're miserable."

Sang Zhiheng smiled and reached out to touch the big that Hu Liu held, and the big actually wanted to peck Sang Zhiheng's hand, which was really cruel. Fortunately, Sang Zhiheng reacted quickly, otherwise this hand would have been pecked by the big rooster.

"Come on, come on, big red, let's teach these stupid big guys a lesson today!"

Hu Liu hugged his big red rooster, came to the open space in front of Sanyichun's old store, and drew a circle with chalk.

Sang Zhiheng felt very fresh, turned back to Quan Huang and said, "Hey, I think this thing is fun, Quan Huang, let's go!" ”

Then, Sang Zhiheng was in front, and eight chickens were lined up and followed behind, and Sanyichun also came out.

When everyone saw it, they were even more surprised, even more surprised than they had just seen the rooster drinking the sheep soup.

"This, how can these chickens be trained like the army, and they still know how to queue."

"Look, one-two-one, one-two-one, all the chickens are so neat."

"Damn, I've been playing for many years, and it's the first time I've seen a scene like this."

Hu Liu opened his mouth, also a little surprised, and said in his heart whether this is a chicken or a chicken essence.

Sang Zhiheng stood opposite Hu Liu, looked at Hu Liu and asked, "You say, how do you play?" ”

"Simple, let your chickens fight with my chickens, see who is good, and if you are beaten away, you will lose."

Sang Zhiheng snapped his fingers, turned back to Quan Huang who was following behind him and said, "Up, Quan Huang, kill you." ”

As soon as Quan Huang heard this, he jumped out from behind Sang Zhiheng, ran around the circle drawn by Hu Liu, and then stood in the middle and shouted at the crowd of onlookers, and finally ran back to Sang Zhiheng.

"Hey, this is still a cockfight that has seen a big scene, just this appearance ceremony, there is no comparison in this small place in our Shanxian County."

"Hu Liu's big red is also out of the limelight in our county, I think it will be planted today."

Hearing the discussion of the surrounding onlookers, Hu Liu was a little unconvinced, removed the red silk on Da Hong's body, threw it forward, and Da Hong ran in front of Quan Huang in a few steps.

The two roosters stood opposite each other, and the victory seemed to be a little clear at a glance.

The big red is not small, it has to weigh more than ten pounds, but you must know that the whole yellow is a super big rooster weighing thirty pounds.

Moreover, with a super weight of more than 30 pounds, and a flexible body that can fly two or three meters, what kind of rooster can be its opponent?

Not to mention an ordinary rooster, even if a wolf sees Quan Huang, he has to kneel.

The two chickens eye each other in the middle of the circle, and the roosters have a habit that if the two roosters look at each other, then there will definitely be a fight.

It is precisely the habit of using the rooster that human beings will let two chickens who are innocent and innocent stage a murderous fight.

However, it's a lot of fun.

Quan Huang looked at it, hey, there are still people who dare to stare at Lao Tzu, that's okay.

I saw that the feathers on Quan Huang's neck immediately stood up, and then the wings opened violently and slapped twice vigorously.

After only two strokes, Da Hong, who was about to stand up the hair on his neck just now, immediately withered, and as soon as he lowered his head, he turned around and was about to run away.

Where is Quan Huang willing to spare him, he flapped his wings and jumped, caught up with Da Hong twice, stepped heavily on Da Hong's back, and then pecked Da Hong's cockscomb violently, and blood soon flowed out of Quan Huang's mouth.

Quan Huang Ying is definitely no problem, but he didn't expect to scare the other party away in terms of momentum as soon as he came up. And then Quan Huang showed the political consciousness that it is advisable to chase the poor and not sell the name of the overlord, and beat the water dog violently, and directly trampled Quan Hong under his feet.

"Hey, that's a shame to lose."

"Why didn't Hu Liu's chicken fight with this foreigner's chicken?"

"What's the fight? Didn't you see the chickens of the strangers flying three meters high? This paw goes down, let alone a chicken, and the wolf dog has to be scared down. ”

Hu Liu opened his mouth, stretched his neck, and watched for thirty seconds, and when he saw that blood was flowing from his big red mouth and his legs were twitching, he actually cried loudly.

"My chickens, my chickens! Wow! Wow! My big red! ”

At this time, Quan Huang killed Da Hong, and returned to Sang Zhiheng with his head held high.

Sang Zhiheng shook his head and said: "Hey, Quan Huang, just teach it a lesson, you see you, you were killed directly." Still, haha, I like it. After saying that, he grabbed a handful of millet and rewarded Quan Huang.

"Sang Dong, what are we going to do now?"

"Let's play for three days first, I don't think Brother Dayi will call us within three days. If Brother Dayi doesn't call us in three days, we'll go to his house again. Liu Bei invited Zhuge Liang to come out of the thatched house three times, and I wanted to invite the coat brother to come out of the thatched house twice. ”

Zhang Hai smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Then, two men with eight chickens were about to leave.

And Hu Liu, suddenly threw aside the dead he was holding in his hand, rushed to Sang Zhiheng's side, hugged Sang Zhiheng's thigh and said: "Big brother, I beg you, please sell me one of your big duke**, you say, how much?" I'll buy as much as you say! ”

It can be seen that this person is a person who likes cockfighting and is particularly addicted, and loves cockfighting more than his mother.

"Go, go, go, flash, how can I sell my chickens to you?"

Sang Zhiheng kicked Hu Liu twice, but Hu Liu hugged him very tightly and didn't let go.

Sang Zhiheng said in his heart, I only knew how powerful my chickens were last night, and the one-meter-nine man was powerless in front of my chickens, how could he sell them to you?

However, as soon as he rolled his eyes, he bent down and asked with a smile, "Dude, you like cockfighting very much?" ”

"It's boring for me to live without cockfighting!"

"If I sell you my fighting, how much will you pay?"

Hu Liu's eyes rolled, he thought for more than ten seconds, and then asked carefully: "500,000, can you buy your chicken?" ”

"Half a million?" Sang Zhiheng shouted.

When the people around heard this, they were all surprised and began to talk about it.

"A chicken is 500,000 yuan, and Hu Liu is willing to spend money!"

"This foreigner has made a fortune, and a chicken can be sold for 500,000 yuan, which is better than anything!"

Hu Liu saw the expression on the other party's face, and didn't know whether to agree or disagree, so he asked carefully: "Five, 500,000 to buy a chicken, okay?" ”

For a person who loves cockfighting, if he can buy a fighting like Sang Zhiheng with weight and flexibility, it is simply a lifelong pursuit, so it is not unusual to spend 500,000 yuan to buy a chicken.

It's still a chicken, and no matter how bad it is, it can still feed the whole family.

Those who like to fight crickets spend more money, and it is normal for a cricket to be tens of thousands, and there are many hundreds of thousands. A cricket is not enough to stuff your teeth in your mouth.

Sang Zhiheng pursed his lips, gently lifted his feet out, and then shook his head and said, "Don't say 500,000, it's 50 million, and my chickens won't be sold." ”

With that, he strode towards his pickup truck.

Hu Liu, stunned in place.

Sang Zhiheng and Zhang Haihai got into the pickup truck, and then the eight chickens were like the eighteen Arhats of Shaolin, performing light skills, and flew into the cargo box from all sides of the pickup truck.

The big red behind Hu Liu suddenly struggled twice, and finally swallowed his last breath and died.

Suddenly, Hu Liu, who was kneeling on the ground, got up from the ground like crazy, and shouted at the distant pickup truck: "Master, master wait for me, master, master wait for me." ”

Sang Zhiheng, who was sitting in the pickup truck, frowned, looked in the rearview mirror, and then said to Zhang Hai: "Is that kid crazy?" ”

Zhang Hai shook his head and said, "I don't think so, it's just that he is particularly addicted to cockfighting." ”

Sang Zhiheng smiled and nodded: "I know, just like Brother Zhang, you are particularly addicted to women." ”

When Zhang Hai heard this, his face immediately turned red, and he hurriedly shook his head and said, "Sang Dongke, don't talk nonsense, if my wife knows, I will play for the rest of my life." Hey, which man doesn't like to steal, it's just a question of whether the encounter is to his liking. ”

Sang Zhiheng agreed with Zhang Hai's point of view, nodded and said, "This is normal. Hey, I said that kid can really run, and he followed him all the way. ”

Sang Zhiheng and the others drove back to the Golden Autumn Hotel, and then Hu Liu ran all the way and followed.

Catching up with Sang Zhiheng, Hu Liu knelt down with a plop.

"Master, ask the master to accept Hu Liu as an apprentice!"

Sang Zhiheng blinked, looked at Zhang Hai, and then at Hu Liu, who was kneeling on the ground, and then scratched the back of his head and asked, "Take you as an apprentice?" Why? Besides, what will I teach you by taking you as an apprentice? ”

"The master is the god of cockfighting, I love cockfighting very much, seeing that the master is so proficient in cockfighting, I am willing to follow the master to learn cockfighting for life."

Suddenly, Sang Zhiheng remembered what Xiaoyao Zhenjun said: Everyone in the world is practicing, students are practicing the Tao of learning, and the highest level of cultivation is a doctoral student; Officials practice the official way, and the highest level of cultivation is the president of the country; Farmers practice agricultural roads, and the highest level of cultivation is a bumper harvest of grains...... Could it be that the young man in front of him is practicing cockfighting, and the highest level of cultivation is to have a cockfighting that is invincible all over the world?

Thinking of this, Sang Zhiheng touched Hu Liu's head sympathetically and said, "What about your parents?" ”

"Hu Liu has no father and no mother."

"What about your wife and children?"

"Hu Liu has no wife and children."

Sang Zhiheng nodded: "Okay, follow me in the future, but I won't teach you how to fight cocks." ”

When Hu Liu heard this, he was overjoyed: "As long as I can see the master's cockfight every day, I, Hu Liu, will be satisfied." ”