Chapter 294 Correcting the Name of the Tibetan Mastiff

The surrounding young women and young ladies laughed even more happily. I didn't expect Qin Haodong not only to be handsome, but also to speak so sharply.

"You..." Zhang Dazhi blushed and said angrily, "It's not that I want to compare with your dog, it's my dog ​​that wants to compare with your dog. Do you dare to gamble?"

Qin Haodong said, "Just bet if you want to bet. If you don't dare, tell me how much to bet?"

"Betting on these, do you dare?"

Zhang Dazhi said and stretched out two fingers.

"Isn't it two hundred million? I bet you!"

Qin Haodong said casually.

He has great confidence in Da Mao Er Mao's fighting ability, and betting on dog fighting with him is like sending money to your door. Of course, the bigger the bet, the better.

The people around were taken aback, and no one thought that this young man in ordinary clothes would bet 200 million with his mouth open.

This figure was also far beyond Zhang Dazhi's expectations. He originally thought that Qin Haodong was a poor man, and it would be good to bet one or two million. Whoever wants to open his mouth will bet two hundred million.

Although he is very confident in the dog he has used medicine, he can't take out that much money now. Some of his previous savings were completely invested in the purchase of dog fighting dogs, and he only had the one he won from Bai Ziping yesterday. billion Chinese coins.

He withdrew his finger and said embarrassedly: "200 million Huaxia coins is a bit too much, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford to lose, so let's bet 20 million."

Qin Haodong said, "Let's do it with you, I don't care!"

Zhang Dazhi looked at the charming and charming Qi Wan'er again, swallowed and said, "Beauty, do you want to play along?"

Qi Wan'er glanced at him with a sneer, and said, "How do you want to bet?"

"It's very simple. If I lose, I will give you 1 million. If you lose, you can accompany me to drink tonight. How about drinking for one night?"

Zhang Dazhi let out a lewd laugh as he spoke, and anyone could see his filthy thoughts.

"Okay, I'll bet with you!" Qi Wan'er said, "But I don't care about your 1 million, the bet needs to be changed."

Seeing Qi Wan'er agree, Zhang Dazhi said cheerfully, "Tell me, what do you want to bet on, as long as you propose it, I will take it immediately."

Qi Wan'er stretched out a long slender leg, pointed to the high heels on her feet, and said, "Just now, my shoe was licked and dirty by a big hair. If you lose, lick it clean for me."

"This……"

Zhang Dazhi's expression changed immediately, and Qi Wan'er's proposal of this kind of bet was equivalent to turning him and the dog into an equal sign.

"How about it, do you dare to gamble? If you don't dare to gamble, just get out of the way and stay there."

Qi Wan'er was extremely disgusted by this person who took the initiative to provoke Qin Haodong.

The onlookers immediately followed suit.

"Dare to gamble, hurry up and speak..."

"Licking a shoe in exchange for a chance to spend the night with a beautiful woman is a good deal, I'd bet if you..."

"If you're cowardly, get out of here, don't be embarrassed here..."

In the midst of all the noise, Zhang Dazhi gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't dare, I'll bet with you!"

This guy has extreme confidence in the fighting dog in his hands, especially since he had defeated Dabai and Erbai yesterday, presumably these two snow mastiffs, which are of the same breed as Dabai and Erbai, are not much stronger.

He said to Qi Wan'er again: "Beauty, wait a minute, I'll show you what it means to look good or not. Although these two dogs look beautiful, they are not meant for fighting at all, so just wait. Have a night with Lao Tzu at the bar."

Qi Wan'er glanced at Zhang Dazhi, and she didn't even bother to say anything. She knew the fighting power of Da Mao Er Mao. On the training ground of Daddy's security company, security guards below the sixth rank of Ming Jin are not their opponents at all, let alone An ordinary fighting dog, challenging Da Mao Er Mao is an obvious act of courting death.

Bai Ziping didn't know how powerful Da Mao Er Mao was. He whispered in Qin Haodong's ear with some worry, "Doctor Qin, isn't the stake a little too big?"

Qin Haodong said, "No problem, just follow this agreement."

Seeing that he was full of confidence, Bai Ziping didn't say anything more, and immediately waved to call two staff members to make a formal gambling agreement according to what Qin Haodong, Qi Waner and Zhang Dazhi said. It works!

Watching the excitement was not afraid of the big event, and the surrounding audience applauded and looked forward to the game as soon as possible, but as the owner of the dogfighting arena, Bai Ziping directly arranged the game to be the finale!

After Zhang Dazhi paid the deposit of 20 million, he glanced at Qin Haodong proudly with the agreement, and then returned to his seat. In his opinion, the game has been won.

After he left, Qin Haodong, Qi Waner, and Bai Ziping sat down together and waited for the start of the game.

Qi Wan'er asked, "Haodong, didn't you say that the Tibetan Mastiff is the king of dogs? Was this guy kicked in the head by a donkey? How dare you challenge Da Mao Er Mao?"

Qin Haodong said, "You should ask Boss Bai for such professional questions."

Bai Ziping said: "The Tibetan Mastiff is indeed a ferocious dog breed, but its fame is mostly hyped up, and it is far less powerful than the folk propaganda."

"It's hyped, how is this possible?"

Qi Wan'er had a look of disbelief. Like ordinary people, she always believed that the Tibetan Mastiff was the king of dogs and the most powerful dog breed.

Bai Ziping smiled and continued: "Although Tibetan mastiffs are powerful, only pure-bred and wild Tibetan mastiffs are the kings, and those that are bred, even with the purest bloodline, don't have much fighting power in the dogfighting arena. "

"This……"

Although she knew that Bai Ziping's analysis was definitely the most professional, Qi Wan'er still couldn't believe it. First, she had heard the name of the Tibetan Mastiff, and secondly, she had brought him to see the power of Da Mao Er Mao, so the Tibetan Mastiff is the king of dogs. impression is ingrained.

Bai Ziping said: "Do you know how our fighting dogs are trained on weekdays? We run for two hours every morning to warm up, then put them on a special treadmill, tie a live chicken in front of them, and let them run wildly. Two hours.

To develop a good fighting dog, it is necessary to train not only their physical strength, but also their bite force endurance.

In contrast, the Tibetan Mastiff has a greater economic value. No one will casually use a Tibetan Mastiff worth millions as a fighting dog. If this thing wants to sell at a high price, it must have a good appearance. Think about it, How to sell a Tibetan Mastiff with messy fur that has been bitten? "

He said all this out of emotion. If it wasn't for his dogfighting ring being forced by Zhang Dazhi yesterday, there would be no way out, and he would not have taken out two purebred snow mastiffs worth tens of millions as fighting dogs. Almost didn't let them lose their lives.

With a sigh, he added: "The reputation of the Tibetan mastiff is usually made up by profiteers. It is pure bullshit. To say that the wild Tibetan mastiff on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau drives the wolf, I believe, but the Tibetan mastiff pulled from the farm, even if the pedigree is different. Well, no matter how high the price is, it can't compare to a well-trained fighting dog.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Dazhi dared to say that Da Mao and Er Mao were not useful, and he dared to provoke and gamble. "

Of course, he didn't fully say some words. The reason why Zhang Dazhi was so confident was also because of the poison in his fighting dog. If not, Dabai Erbai would not have lost so badly.

Qi Wan'er didn't say anything. Although she knew what Bai Ziping said was reasonable, she had absolute confidence in Da Mao Er Mao. These two purebred snow mastiffs will definitely rectify the name of the Tibetan mastiff family tonight.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the game officially started, and the whole dogfighting ring was boiling.

Bai Ziping's dog fighting ring is an oval building with a cement platform about one meter high in the middle. On the cement platform is an iron cage that is eight meters long, eight meters wide, and three meters high. Welded with thick and thin steel bars, it is extremely strong.

There is an iron gate on both sides of the cage, which is about two meters high and one meter wide. When the game starts, both sides put their fighting dogs in from here.

Generally speaking, both sides of the dogfighting arena are the dogs brought by the guests to challenge the dogfighting dogs in the dogfighting arena, and then the guests choose their favorite dogs to bet on.

In the first game, Zhang Dazhi put in a tall male bit, and the dog started to get restless before entering the cage, looking extremely violent.

There is also a male bit in the dogfighting arena. There is not much difference between the two dogs in terms of body size. In contrast, Bai Ziping's fighting dog is stronger, while Zhang Dazhi's one looks stronger. Violent and ferocious.

After the two dogs entered, the staff closed the dog cage, and the game officially started. According to the regulations of the dogfighting arena, if a dog was bitten until it was completely immobile or died, the game was considered to be over.

As a fighting dog, Bit is a very rude kind. After entering the cage, the two dogs immediately started to bite, and the onlookers also shouted excitedly, cheering for the fighting dog they bet on.

As a woman, seeing the scene on the field, Qi Waner instinctively grabbed Qin Haodong's arm. Dogfighting is not as powerful and beautiful as she imagined, but pure and primitive crazy biting, violence and bloodshed. This moment is infinitely magnified.

The two bit rights were fighting more and more fiercely, and even collided abruptly, biting each other's necks in an attempt to give the opponent a fatal blow. Just one minute later, the two dogs began to have many wounds on their bodies, and blood kept spilling out. on the concrete floor.

Looking at the scene on the field, Zhang Dazhi could not help frowning slightly. He felt that this pit bull was familiar, and it looked like the one that was almost killed yesterday.

But then he shook his head again, thinking it was unlikely, it would be good for the dog to save his life yesterday, how could it be possible to fight again.

At the same time, he is also very puzzled. According to the results obtained yesterday, Bai Ziping has even sent two purebred snow mastiffs. There should be no dog fighting today. He even guessed that the dog fighting is very likely today. Closed.

In fact, not only did Bai Ziping not close the door, on the contrary, he did not mean to be timid at all. Where did he find the dog fighting dog? Where does the foundation come from?

It doesn't matter, anyway, the opponent's dog will definitely lose, and if one bites the other, Bai Ziping will surrender to himself sooner or later.

Just thinking about this, the scene on the field has changed. The pit bull on his side has begun to slowly fall to the downwind. The left front paw has been bitten off by the opponent, and the reaction speed is half a beat slower than the opponent. , it's only a matter of time before you lose.

"how can that be?"

Zhang Dazhi couldn't believe his eyes. If it wasn't for the huge difference in the coat color of the two dogs, he even thought that he was wrong, how could his dog be suppressed by the other side? Logically speaking, the roles should be reversed.

With a wave of his hand, he called a young man next to him and asked in a low voice, "Zhao Er, what is going on here? Did you forget to put medicinal powder on the dog?"

Zhao Er hurriedly said: "No, boss, I sprinkled it with my own hands, there is no problem."