The old man and the young man finished placing their bets and left the betting table with a mystery. Tang Guobin took out a bank card from his pocket, flicked it and walked over quickly, handed the card in his hand through the window, tilted his head and said:
"Beauty, give me two million iron-faced fangs."
The young woman in the betting window raised her head and glanced at Tang Guobin, with a sweet smile on her lips. She picked up the card and swiped it on the POS machine, and the two million yuan turned into a thin gambling ticket.
Tang Guobin took the gambling ticket and flicked it with his fingers, pointed at the counter in front of the young woman, winked playfully and said, "Beauty, can you give me two safety pins?"
The young woman frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed a few pins from the counter and handed them out through the window. The small request of two million was enough to satisfy her.
Tang Guobin grabbed the brooch and put it into his pocket together with the gambling tickets, grinned and thanked him, turned back to Xu Qing, and whispered: "I heard that Guizi Gou felt uncomfortable all over, and I feel relieved after paying two million."
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "Why are you making fun of people who are burning money? What other country can be involved in dog fighting? Maybe this Tosa dog has been raised here since he was a child..."
"Sir, you are wrong. Only our Yamato nation can breed the Tosa Dog with the purest blood. Of course, it is also the most ferocious. No fighting dog in the world can rival it!"
A squeaky voice came from behind the two brothers. When they turned around, they saw three men in black suits, two tall and one short, walking towards this side. The one who spoke just now was the dwarf walking in the middle.
He had a small parting, a double mustache, not even half of the flesh on his thin cheeks, and a pair of slightly bulging chestnut eyes that were deliberately turned upward, making him look like a skinny toad ready to catch a swan's excrement.
Tang Guobin glanced at the man opposite him, grinned and cursed in a low voice: "What a damn unlucky person. As soon as I mentioned the Japs, a pair of them jumped out. What's strange is that this guy looks familiar.
I suspect that I have seen this before when I was traveling in the island country." What kind of tourism was he doing in the island country before? He was just a butcher, killing people like cutting grass, not to mention planting a seed for a certain princess. Counting now,
It's time for results.
Xu Qing said in a low voice: "Brother, it seems that you are really right this time. He still has a brand on his chest. Shiro Inoue, the dog training consultant of Zhiyan Dog Industry, has been working for a long time and is still a wage earner. How dare he fall in love with that black dog?"
He raised the dog with eye circles."
The two brothers sang in perfect harmony with each other. They were both very angry at what Shiro Inoue said just now. What a bullshit consultant. To put it bluntly, he just came here to work in an island country. One has pure blood and the other is a Yamato ethnic group.
What's thirteen o'clock?
Inoue Shiro was not offended by the brothers' teasing. He smiled faintly, walked quickly to the betting table, took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it through the window: "Beautiful lady, please buy five million black for me.
Eye Demon King Sheng, thank you!"
The young woman in the betting window rolled her eyes, picked up the card, swiped it hard on the POS machine, and said with a sullen face: "Password!"
Inoue Shiro pressed a password with his palm, but his fingers were trembling and he pressed a wrong number, so he had to press it again.
The young woman in the betting window still had a lot of character. She rolled her eyes and said impatiently: "Young Momo, there are still people waiting to place bets." At the end of the sentence, she added: "You can't be a big-tailed wolf if you don't have money."
Shiro Inoue seemed to understand what she said. The wrinkles on his face twitched hard twice. He pressed the password again. Five million quickly turned into a wrinkled gambling ticket. Needless to say, it must have been inserted into the window.
The young woman used her hands and feet. It seemed that this woman was also an angry young man and didn't want to see the devils who came here to work.
Shiro Inoue put away the gambling tickets and turned around. He glanced at the two brothers deliberately and said in blunt Chinese: "The Black-Eyed Devil is the strongest, and all your money will flow into my pocket tonight."
After giving a signal to the two followers, the three of them left quickly.
The two brothers grinned and looked at Inoue Shiro's short back like idiots. They really didn't understand how such an arrogant little devil could appear out of thin air and actually regard his dog as a victorious general.
It's such a silly thing, I'll wait until he cries.
Shiro Inoue held the title of dog training consultant to deceive others. His real purpose in coming to Zhiyan Dog Industry was to cooperate with Yi Zhiyan in refining a new type of drug. This drug is made of high-purity heroin as raw material and supplemented by a certain drug.
Something modified from some chemical reagents is more effective than heroin, but the manufacturing cost is greatly reduced. One kilogram of high-purity heroin can produce nearly 30 kilograms of new drugs, and the profit has increased dozens of times. The sales of each gram
The price is slightly lower than heroin.
The purpose of Inoue Shiro's visit this time was not only the organizational requirement to cooperate with Yi Zhiyan in manufacturing new drugs, but also a personal reason. The last time he kissed his eldest brother Inoue Saburo, his sword was broken by two Chinese in Jiangcheng, and he was also harassed by the organization after he returned.
He must be punished severely, and as a younger brother, he must vent his anger for his elder brother. He has firmly remembered the reputation of the two Chinese, one is named Tang Guobin, and the other is named Xu Qing.
The two brothers didn't know about this, so they felt that this Japanese guy named Shiro Inoue looked familiar. Since he had already left, there was no need to pay attention to him. The next dog fight was about to begin, but they wanted to see what kind of dog the Black-Eyed Demon King was.
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Betting ended and the dog fighting competition started soon. Tang Guobin forced Xu Qing to move forward and found a seat in the front row of the closest dog fighting ring. You could even smell the faint smell of blood coming from the stage.
, if the two fighting dogs bite fiercely enough, they may splatter blood on the spectators in the front row.
Bang - the door on the metal mesh was opened. Not long ago, a young man who had bet five million in cash came in, leading a huge ghost-faced mastiff. The wound on the young man's foot seemed to be cracked, and he was walking awkwardly.
The limping mastiff walking in front of him seemed to understand his owner's pain. He turned around and took a look from time to time. If you look carefully, it is not difficult to see that the focus of his sight is on the owner's injured left foot.
Dogs are the most spiritual animals. Their loyalty to their owners lasts for thousands of years. Their owners are their gods and guardians throughout their lives. However, some dog owners only regard them as playthings and tools. The loyalty of fighting dogs in exchange for
Maybe only injuries and deaths.
The young man gritted his teeth and led the ghost-faced mastiff to the east corner of the stage. He squatted down and stroked the dog's back with his hands, while still muttering something in a low voice.
Whoosh! A big reddish-brown lop-eared dog rushed into the cage. The owner holding the leash behind it was Shiro Inoue whom he met not long ago. This guy had changed into a pure black tights and had a look of displeasure on the corner of his mouth.
A strange smile awaited, and two chestnut eyes slid back and forth on the ghost-faced mastiff.