Rhubarb's movements are inherently more flexible than that of a Caucasian dog. With this sudden movement, the butcher only had time to stand up and try to slap Rhubarb away with his forelimbs.
But the butcher didn't expect that the rhubarb actually dodged its two front paws and bit his throat from an almost impossible angle.
Moreover, after Rhubarb bit the butcher's throat, his whole body suddenly jumped up sideways and completely flew into the air. The only place where the weight of the body was maintained was the mouth where Rhubarb bit the Caucasian dog's neck.
Although Rhubarb is slightly smaller than the Caucasian dog, it weighs 40 kilograms and can be considered a large dog.
When Rhubarb's eighty kilogram weight was completely hung on the Caucasian dog's neck, the butcher's body suddenly sank, tilted, and fell heavily to the ground.
It was only at this moment that Rhubarb's ferocity began to show. It changed its previous tactics of running and harassing. When it bit the Caucasian dog's throat to death, it actually showed strength beyond the butcher's and pinned the butcher to the ground.
"This...how is this possible?"
"It can hold down this Caucasian dog?"
"Strength, the strength of this native dog is no less than that of a Caucasian dog!"
The spectators on the sidelines were all experts, and everyone could see that Dahuang's previous performance was just an illusion. It was not that it couldn't defeat the Caucasian dog, but that it was really following its own tactics.
Rhubarb is as ferocious and cruel as a wolf. It only reveals its sharp fangs when it knocks down an enemy.
The Caucasian dog only showed a hint of fatigue before it seized the opportunity and bit the enemy's fatal throat.
The butcher was naturally unwilling to give in. He felt the pain coming from his throat and the suffocating feeling. The Caucasian dog also struggled with all his strength.
The two fighting dogs kept rolling on the ground. One time, the butcher was pressing on Dahuang, and the other time, Dahuang was suppressing the butcher. But no matter who was on top, Dahuang's sharp teeth always bit the butcher's hand tightly.
Throat, refused to let go until death.
"**, how come you still have so much strength?"
Seeing the blood marks on Dahuang's body from being scratched by the Caucasian dog, and the yellow fur flying in the air, Qin Feng was so distressed that he almost flicked out the iron nails on his fingertips.
"Qin Feng, we are going to win, Dahuang is going to win!"
Just when Qin Feng was in a daze, Wu Bing grabbed his arm and shouted loudly, causing Qin Feng's index finger to curl back again.
Looking intently into the field, it turned out that the Caucasian dog's struggle had become much weaker.
It could no longer hold the rhubarb under its body. Because its throat was bitten, it couldn't even make a "whimpering" sound for mercy. It could only use its forelimbs to pull the rhubarb in vain.
A Ding on the other side of the field was dumbfounded. He never expected that the Caucasian dog would be suppressed by Dahuang. After Cai Dong slapped him, A Ding shouted: "Referee, hurry up.
Pull them apart, quickly!"
"Yes, referee, the game has been going on for twenty minutes, so it's time to pause!" Cai Dong was also putting pressure on Lao Yun. He really couldn't afford to lose this game.
The bet of 10,000 yuan doesn't matter at all. The key is that after losing, Cai Dong's reputation will be completely lost, not to mention that he will call Qin Feng brother when he sees him in the future. For him, that is simply a great shame and humiliation.
"This?" After hearing the shouts of A Ding and Cai Dong, Lao Yun looked at Chang Xiangfeng with some hesitation.
According to common sense, the referee will separate two dogs only if they are evenly matched and bite each other. However, in this situation, it is obvious that Rhubarb has the absolute upper hand. It may only take a few minutes for this game to happen.
That's it.
However, there are many human factors in the dog fighting ring. Just like the situation in front of me, Lao Yun can indeed separate the two dogs, but it requires the fourth master's nod.
Seeing Chang Xiangfeng shaking his head slightly outside the court, Lao Yun immediately knew what to do. He took a few steps back, came to Cai Dong, and said: "Master Cai, the two dogs are not in a stalemate. The Caucasian dog was completely suppressed.
If you admit defeat, then I will end this game."
According to the rules, the dog's owner can admit defeat, and the referee will immediately terminate the game.
However, this kind of fighting involves relatively large stakes. As long as there is a glimmer of hope left, dog owners hope that their fighting dogs can turn defeat into victory. Almost no one is willing to admit defeat. This is one of the reasons for the high mortality rate of fighting dogs.
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The same was true for Cai Dong. After hesitating for a moment, he shot a malicious look in his eyes and said, "No, the butcher hasn't lost yet!"
"Okay, then the game will continue."
Lao Yun didn't even look at Cai Dong, and returned to the middle of the field. Based on his experience, he knew that if this situation continued, the Caucasian Dog would only be defeated.
However, this Caucasian dog did not belong to Lao Yun, and the owner did not feel sorry for it. He had no reason to save its life, so Lao Yun held a crowbar and just stood aside and waited for the death of the Caucasian dog.
Three minutes passed, and the Caucasian dog's forelimbs were still struggling, but with much less force.
Four minutes passed, and the butcher's tongue was already hanging out, he was gasping for air, and his body was twitching continuously.
Five minutes passed, and the Caucasian dog suddenly trembled all over, kicked his legs back violently, and his originally tense body completely relaxed, and went limp like a pile of dead meat.
"Lao Yun, it's almost done, let's separate them!"
Fourth Master Chang's voice rang outside the venue, but it was a bit redundant. Almost everyone at the venue could see that the Caucasian dog was dead.
"Yes, Fourth Master!"
Lao Yun agreed and was about to step forward with the crowbar. He leaned down and was about to insert the crowbar into Dahuang's mouth when his right hand was unexpectedly grabbed by someone.
"Uncle Yun, I'll do it!"
Qin Feng, who didn't know when he jumped into the field, stopped Lao Yun's movements. After Lao Yun took a few steps back, Qin Feng patted Dahuang's head distressedly and said: "Dahuang, okay, get up!
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"Ouch!"
Following Qin Feng's shot, Dahuang suddenly raised his head, stood up with his huge body, and trembled all over. Countless hairs and blood splashed all over Qin Feng, and a deep roar came from his throat.
When Big Yellow roared, the barking from the kennel not far away suddenly stopped as if it was frightened. The roar spread far away, and the empty manor suddenly became silent.
"Dog King, this...this is a Dog King!"
"That's right, only the Dog King has such power!"
It took more than ten seconds for the spectators outside the venue to react, with fanatical expressions on their faces. They had been playing dog fighting for many years, but they had never seen anything like Dahuang, whose power of roar made everyone
All the dogs fell silent.
"Rhubarb, what are you doing with a piece of meat in your mouth? It stinks so much, spit it out quickly!"
Seeing Dahuang showing off his power, Qin Feng felt heartbroken. Dahuang didn't have much hair on his body, but after this fight, his whole body was covered with scars.
Of course, the wounds scratched by the dog's paws are different from those bitten by the mouth. Qin Feng also knows that they are not serious. Some wounds have stopped bleeding. With the dog's self-healing ability, it can be recovered in less than a week.
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"**, this...is this still a dog? This is simply his** lion!"
Unlike Qin Feng, Lao Yun, who was standing aside, was staring at the throat of the Caucasian dog on the ground.
The butcher's throat had been completely bitten open, and blood was gurgling out from the broken bones and exposed blood vessels and throats.
Lao Yun has been playing dog fighting for decades. He knows that the bite ability of dogs is not very strong. It is similar to that of leopards and can rarely bite the enemy's throat and bones.
So Lao Yun originally thought that the Caucasian dog died of suffocation. Only now did he know that its throat might have been bitten by rhubarb before it suffocated.
"Uncle Yun, can you announce it?"
Although he knew that the blood stains on Dahuang's chest were from Caucasian dogs, Qin Feng still wanted to take him for treatment as soon as possible. When he saw Lao Yun standing beside him in a daze, he couldn't help but push him.
"Ah, yes, of course, but do we still need to announce it?"
Lao Yun gave a bitter smile, he had offended Mr. Cai very badly today, but he knew that he was just a little guy, and even if Mr. Cai was angry, he couldn't take it out on him.
"I declare that Mr. Qin Feng's rhubarb wins this gambling battle!"
When the results were announced, Lao Yun felt awkward in his heart. Usually when dog owners name their dogs, they always shout in a presumptuous manner. But today was the best. He called out the name of a nursing home dog he saw in a rural area.
"You...you dare to bite my butcher to death?"
A Ding, who had not believed his eyes at first, finally burst out after hearing Lao Yun's announcement. He stretched out his hand on the railing and jumped in.
"Hey, Mr. Ding, you know the rules of the dog farm. Life or death doesn't matter!"
Seeing A Ding jumping in, Lao Yun quickly stopped him, not because he was afraid that he would hit Qin Feng, but because he was afraid that Rhubarb would give Young Master Ding another bite.
Lao Yun finally figured it out. Dahuang was just like his master. Even though he was usually silent, his lower mouth was very black. He specially bit into people's throats. The emphasis was on a fatal bite.
"Don't stop me, I have to teach this kid a lesson."
A Ding was already blinded by anger. He spent more than 30,000 yuan to buy this rhubarb. He originally wanted to give it to Cai Dong in a dignified manner, but now all his plans have come to nothing.
"Hey, Fourth Master, where is Fourth Master?"
Lao Yunke couldn't stand the young and strong A Ding, so he couldn't help turning around and shouting, but the fourth master who was standing behind him just now disappeared, and even A Biao was no longer there——
PS: Second update, there are still more than 30 monthly tickets left to reach 1,600. Brothers and sisters, please encourage me and try to write another chapter before 0 o'clock? (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature
