At this moment, a burly man rushed downstairs, reached for the small ladle, scooped up the water, and poured it on the head of the black rooster. He poured the ladle three times in a row and threw the ladle away with both hands.
He grabbed the iron fence and yelled: "Hit me, come back and beat me! You are a piece of shit (Henan colloquial: bad, weak) Mozi (Henan colloquial: rubbish). You have lost all my face. You know what I am doing."
If you run (walk or run) on the ground, hit me on the spot (on the spot, immediately)." Unfortunately, even the old cousin from Henan couldn't bear it anymore.
As soon as he appeared, many people on the second floor also ran down, including a few dressed as ladies. In the past, each of these people could pretend better than the other, giving people the impression that they were either graceful or elegant, but now this person
A red-faced man with a thick neck shouted and smashed the iron fence, and he didn't look like a celebrity at all.
As soon as there were more people, the scene inside the iron fence was blocked. We could only see a little bit in the middle of the iron cage from upstairs, but couldn't see the sides. When we saw each other, we said nothing.
I opened the door and ran downstairs. It was a critical moment and no one wanted to miss this part.
Little Pepper followed me closely, calling me while running: "Honey, please slow down, your whole body is injured, you can't squeeze even if you run!" I couldn't care so much, and replied while running: "It's okay.
I don’t feel any pain anymore.” In fact, when I started running, the wounds on my body started to hurt.
When we got downstairs and squeezed into the crowd, the black rooster had actually slowed down and was fighting with the White Eagle King again, and it seemed that it was much more ferocious than before.
The White Eagle King is not a vegetarian, he is still extremely fierce. Both fighting cocks are the best in fighting cocks. For a moment, you come and go, flying high and low, blood drops flying everywhere, feathers flying around, accompanied by iron
The shouts of the crowd outside the fence made the fight extremely fierce.
The black rooster seemed to be angry at the fight. He didn't hide at all. He pecked the white eagle king one after another. His whole head became bald, and blood beads came out one by one, even on the wings.
Half of his feathers have also fallen off. Although the White Eagle King still seems to have the upper hand, he can no longer be called the White Eagle King. It may be more appropriate to call him the Blood Eagle King. From his head to the front half of his body, there are bright red blood stains.
Dyeing on the white feathers makes it even more shocking.
I shuddered watching this. The impression given to me by this cockfight was that it was originally a matter of fun and fun. Who knew it could be so cruel? I watched two cockfights in the iron cage fight over the perverted preferences of these so-called celebrities.
It was life and death, and I suddenly had the idea of throwing a bomb into the crowd.
Xiaojiao was always next to me. Seeing my uncertain expression, we had been married for so long and had already known each other. When he saw my appearance, he leaned close to my ear and said, "Let's go out first! It's too crowded here, right?"
Your injuries are not good."
Just as I was about to get off the slope, I suddenly felt a tingling sensation on my neck, as if a poisonous snake was staring at my neck. I quickly turned around and saw a man standing on the walkway on the second floor, about 1.8 meters tall.
He has a thin figure, wearing a long brown windbreaker and a top hat. The brim of the hat is pushed down so low that his face cannot be seen at all. His hands are covered with gloves. Not even an inch of skin can be seen all over his body, but I
But my first feeling was: "This person looks so familiar."
(I had to deal with some personal matters today, and I just came back a few hours ago. Here is Chapter 1. Keep working hard)