As for small problems such as only caring about immediate interests, they can be cultivated slowly, after all, Li Wenbiao is only twenty-two years old now, very young, an age with little experience and allowing mistakes.

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Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for the official start of the game, at this time, in order to better watch the battle, Chen Shengguo and Li Wenbiao came to an empty box to prepare for a closer look.

Wang Jun and Xing Tianqi, as well as other people in the box, also stopped their movements and focused their eyes on the ring.

At this time, a staff member came to the fence of the ring and shouted: "The game is about to begin, everyone, please cheer for the fighting dogs you support!" ”

As soon as the staff's words fell, the two large cages containing the golden lion and the general were automatically opened.

As soon as the general saw that the cage blocking him was opened, he immediately roared and rushed out, accelerating with all his strength and heading straight for the golden lion more than ten meters away.

Compared with the majestic and ferocious general, the golden lion was much more condensed, when the cage was opened, the golden lion stood up, first shook his body slightly, and then walked out of the cage unhurriedly, with a strong kingly breath.

The distance of more than ten meters seems to be a long time, but in front of the general, it is as close as a hand, and in just a second or two, the general rushes to a meter or two in front of the golden lion.

And at this time, it was the time when the general burst out at the fastest speed, and when he saw the golden lion in front of him, the general's excited eyes were red, and the moment his hind paws hit the ground, he immediately ejected again like a spring, making his whole body crash into the golden lion in front of him like a cannonball.

The general's mouth was also open to the limit, and the sharp and interlaced dog teeth shone blindingly under the illumination of the light, and went straight to the golden lion's neck to bite.

"The general bites it, bites it." When the people in the box saw the fierce appearance of the general, they were immediately full of blood and cheered loudly, just like fanatical fans, without the usual steady appearance at all.

In fact, this is not surprising, no matter how rich or expensive these people are, they are also human beings, when they focus their attention on dogs, they will involuntarily be infected by the atmosphere, and their minds are always affected by the fighting dogs in the ring.

When they see that the fighting dog they bet on winning has the advantage, they can't help but cheer, which is human nature.

Especially in Pang Shihong's box, when he saw the general take the initiative to attack, his face was flushed with excitement, his eyes were fixed on the general's body, and his fists were clenched, as if he could lend his strength to the general.

At this time, Lu Mingyang was not so excited in this box, not only was he not excited, but he was even a little calm.

Zhang Xiaobin and Zhang Xiaotong saw that as soon as the cage was opened, the general rushed straight to the golden lion on the opposite side as if he had been doped, and suddenly involuntarily began to worry.

It's not that they are worried about the golden lion being killed, for them, only their own domestic dogs have feelings, and as for other dogs, whether they are dead or alive actually has nothing to do with them.

What they are worried about is that the Golden Lion will lose, and in the eyes of Xing Tianqi and Wang Jun, the Golden Lion is as immobile as a mountain and brakes quietly. But in the eyes of the two brothers and sisters, and even many of the people in the box, they were scared silly, or they didn't enter the state at all.

Most of these people who come to the dog farm to play have seen more than one or two dog fighting games, so they know very well that the size of the dog does not mean that they can fight.

If the world record holder, the Great Dane with a height of 109 centimeters at the shoulder, is brought to the ring, it is believed that it will definitely not sweep the dog ring, but be killed by the excellent fighting dog in the dog ring.

After all, dog fighting is not just about size, but about experience, skill, and physical fitness.

Just like a few years ago, when the Tibetan mastiff was hot, many people bought "purebred" Tibetan mastiffs at a high price and brought them to the dog ring.

These cries are like thunder, but the performance of the Tibetan mastiff is not as good as their appearance, and it can even be said that it is worse.

At that time, you could often see a Tibetan mastiff with a shoulder height of seventy or eighty, and he was stunned by a pitbull with a shoulder height of only fifty or sixty centimeters and a weight of only half of the weight of a Tibetan mastiff, which made many people incredible.

Everyone doesn't understand, is Pitbull really that godly?

However, in the battle with the Caucasus, Tosa and other fighting dogs that belong to the same super-large dog as the Tibetan mastiff, although the pitbull is very tenacious, the secretion rate of egg hormone is faster than that of other dog breeds during the fight, and the high concentration of egg hormone makes it not afraid of pain and can fight for a long time.

But hormones are hormones, and they are not used casually, and when the hormone level drops, it will know that it hurts, so it is still difficult to win under the huge difference in physical fitness.

Later, they slowly found out that because the Tibetan mastiff was too hyped, many mastiff gardens blindly pursued the "appearance" of the Tibetan mastiff in order to meet the requirements of customers.

To this end, methods such as crossbreeding female mastiffs with large dogs such as Caucasian dogs are used to breed small mastiffs, which do not pursue combat effectiveness, nor do they pursue genetic stability, but only their appearance.

The unstable genes have led to the degradation of the Tibetan mastiff's own good quality, low IQ, loss of its own charm, and becoming a pure appearance.

For example, some roared like thunder and were manic; Some mastiffs have completely lost their vigor and become like pugs, and when strangers go up and kick them, they don't bark.

More are called pig mastiffs, they eat too much, and rarely exercise, plus the Tibetan mastiff itself is very large, so it will be laughed at called pig mastiff.

The endurance of the Tibetan mastiff is not very good, and the pig mastiff is even more because it is too obese and unable to run, resulting in a plummeting combat effectiveness, and it has basically become a pet.

If you want a pet mastiff to compete with a professional fighting dog, isn't that looking for abuse?

Zhang Xiaobin also knows this, he is afraid that the golden lion is the kind of thing that looks like a strong outsider and a dry man, even if Lu Mingyang tells him that the golden lion is very brave, but seeing is believing, hearing is false, at least the general's bravery is what he has seen many times.

Zhang Xiaobin looked at Lu Mingyang's face carefully, and sighed secretly, if the Golden Lion loses, the 50 million that Lu Mingyang pressed on it will be equivalent to a waste, this 50 million is the money for supermarket chains, and Lu Mingyang is equivalent to being fat for public and private reasons.

Minglu Group is not a private workshop, nor is it a small company, but a listed company, even if the group was founded by the Lu family, even if the shares of the Lu family can reach absolute control.