How do four-legged animals fight? Do they bite each other, or tear each other apart with their claws?
On the field, two monsters bleeding with dragon blood collided. They were obviously canine creatures, but they fought as terrifyingly as tigers.
Sand and dust were flying in the field, and the little devil took advantage of its small size to swim around the killer whale, giving it a chill from time to time. The killer whale, with its rough skin and thick flesh, did not take the little devil's attacks seriously and just ignored them.
Chase each other and bite them.
The two parties collided with each other several times, but to no avail. The scene reached a rare stalemate, which made the surrounding audience very dissatisfied and booed.
This level did not satisfy the audience present. They made contemptuous gestures towards the iron net, and the boss Alexander, who was hiding behind the scenes, also made a decision.
"Activate the electric shock collar on the killer whale." He ordered. Alexander had heard that there was an ancient sport in China, cricket fighting. The Chinese would use chicken feathers to stimulate the crickets to fight with each other. But now, the collars on the necks of the two hellhounds
It is the chicken feather that seduces them into fighting.
The electric shock was emitted from the killer whale's neck. Different from the high-voltage electricity that prevented its movement, the current electric shock was more like some kind of stimulus that disgusted the dog, like a knife gently piercing its skin. Soon, the killer whale became angry.
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The muscles all over its body were tense, and the scales on its skin flashed with colorful structural colors under the light, and its sparse hair fluttered. Under the gaze of everyone, the body of the killer whale jumped high and smashed towards the little devil with the force of a mountain.
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Just as the little devil's body covered with scales was about to dodge, a high-voltage electric shock came from its collar, stimulating its muscles and making it unable to move. It could only watch the killer whale pounce on top of its head.
"Someone cheated." Fingel whispered: "Damn, it's shameless to have a cheat in a dog fight."
Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel with some worry. The expression of this guy just now was not as calm as those of the gamblers. Lu Mingfei once suspected that he had forgotten what he was here for.
But not everyone can see the strange behavior of the little devil. In the battle of Cerberus, it is common for low-blooded people to be frightened by high-blooded people. The gamblers who bet on the side of the little devil hold their breath and look like faces.
He stared blankly at the center of the field.
Dust was everywhere, and in a cloud of yellow mist, two hellhounds struggled together, but this was just a futile struggle. The little devil was already pressed under the killer whale, like a prisoner in a cage, struggling feebly.
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In the dark, Alexander smiled slightly. As the owner of a dog fighting ring, manipulation is common. The killer whale is a dog bought by a big financial owner. He will become the new champion in the future. He cannot neglect that person.
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Commissioner Parker on the side was holding a small notebook and recording something. Alexander looked out of the corner of his eye and found that it was a set of experimental forms. Seeing him looking over, Parker smiled helplessly and waved the notebook in his hand: "I am interested in biology."
I’m not interested, but Professor Warwick is out of trouble, so I have to do it.”
Alexander curled his lips without saying anything, and looked back at the screen, then his eyes widened: "What, what is this?"
In the venue, the killer whale slowly opened its bloody mouth, preparing to kill the little guy under him, but at that moment, the light in the little devil's eyes flashed away.
At this moment, every audience heard the deep voice coming from the little devil's dog's mouth. Along with the vague words, a broken alchemical field was formed in the venue.
boom!
The shock wave erupted between the two hellhounds. The body of the killer whale flew high and fell quickly, hitting the ground with a splash of sand and dust. During the free fall, it freely turned into a puddle of flesh.'
"Yan Ling was used by a dog..." Fingel muttered softly, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets.
On the other side, Parker's eyes were almost shining. He waved the notebook in his hand and laughed loudly: "I knew it, I knew it, the experiment was successful. As long as the bloodline is enough, even a dog can use the spirit of speech."
,Warwick is right!”
The spirit of speech, a symbol of authority, is the special ability of hybrid pride. Today, the pride of hybrids was beaten to pieces by a poor Shiba Inu. Parker looked at Alexander beside him and ordered in a arrogant voice: "Then
I want to take a dog away."
Alexander waved his hand and called the waiter: "Go and ask the owner of the dog to come over and say that we have something to talk about, and then put the dog and Commissioner Parker's luggage together."
In the venue, Fingel slapped his thigh, panted heavily, and put his arm around Lu Mingfei's shoulders: "You know how much I won, 100 million, and I don't have to work anymore in this life!"
"I think you should calm down," Lu Mingfei said in Fingel's ear, "Someone is coming."
Fingel took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked at the waiter who came over: "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Alexander would like to invite you two to come and have a chat." Seeing the puzzled looks in their eyes, the waiter added: "Mr. Alexander is the owner here."
Fingel gave a vague wink to Anton who was hiding in the corner, and left the Colosseum with Lu Mingfei and the waiter.
Following the waiter through a hidden staircase, the two came to a room under the Colosseum. An Indian was dancing in the room, while Alexander, the owner of the Colosseum, sat aside, drinking vodka and enjoying the strange Indian dance.
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"Gentlemen, you have witnessed a miracle. The lies of those who are above us have been torn apart by us." The Indians saw the two people approaching and said to them in curry-flavored English: "Congratulate, you have seen the world's first
A dog that can use words and spirits."
In some mixed-race families, Yan Ling is proof of noble blood. When they see the performance of the little devil, they will kill the Shiba Inu at all costs for blaspheming the noble blood. However, this has nothing to do with Lu Mingfei and the two of them.
After jumping around for a while, Parker put away his notebook, looked at Fingel, walked over and took his hand: "Sir, I will buy your dog for 20 million, how about, fixed price."
This bidding method was extremely naive, but Fingel smiled and nodded: "Okay, but I also have a small request."
Parker nodded innocently: "Then we are good friends. I am happy to help my friends. What do you want?"
"You are a doomsday sect, right?" As Fingel said these words, Parker's expression changed. He swung his hand on his belt and found a soft sword. With the sword in his hand, Parker felt a little more confident. Look,
To the two of them:
"Who are you?"
Fingel smiled and pushed Lu Mingfei beside him: "Don't be nervous, brother, we are here to join you. Do you know this, Lu Mingfei, the son of your chairman Lu Lincheng?"
Parker relaxed slightly, but at this moment, the lights in the room went out.
"I didn't expect there was an unexpected gain," a hoarse male voice came from the loudspeaker: "Your Highness the Holy Son, what will your blood taste like?"