The dead Brazilian Mastiff needed treatment, as did the badly injured hyena.

The staff are busy.

The Brazilian Mastiff, worth millions, was now put into a black body bag like rubbish, and it would be sent somewhere to be buried.

The earth dog, on the other hand, slowly returned to the cage on its own and got down again in the eyes of countless stunned people.

Its body was heavily marked, but it just didn't fall down.

Many people felt unbelievable, injured so heavily, but still can demeanour clearly, beyond imagination.

Dogs injured in dogfighting will have timely medical treatment here, it's all free of charge.

Lu Chuan was not worried about the zombie dog.

Are you kidding me, this one, if you don't cut its dog head off, will live and fight until the last moment. This little injury, which to outsiders looked like a bruise, enough to be fatal, but in this bastard's body, it wasn't even a minor injury.

The instant transfer of money allowed Lu Chuan to have an additional 180,000 on his account.

Until now, Yao Zhu Yu still hadn't come back to her senses, this dirt-poor earth dog, won just like that?

How much does a clay dog cost?

Raised even better, it's just two or three thousand dollars on the way.

But a Brazilian Mastiff, especially this one that was created for dogfighting, is worth at least a hundred thousand or more. Like this one from Luo Xinghai, it was worth a million.

The huge difference was so huge that Yao Zhu Yu couldn't believe it.

What Yao Zhu Yu didn't know was that at this moment, Lu Chuan, was already clicking on the tablet computer, and soon targeted a lion type Tibetan Mastiff with a listed stake of half a million.

This one Tibetan Mastiff's stake was four hundred thousand.

Similarly, Lu Chuan was again directly betting all of his house price.

A hand to scare away everyone, this practice is not wise, if Lu Chuan's earth dog opening will be the first American Pit Bull Terrier to dry down, who still dare to accept their own challenge?

On the other hand, boiling a frog in warm water is different, little by little, slow heat, without realising it, slowly reach the goal.

By the time they came back to their senses, Lu Chuan's gain, was already enough.

There was no doubt that the zombie dog's performance in this battle was so bad, everything was controlled by Lu Chuan, otherwise with the ferocity of the zombie dog, it could have bitten the other party's neck off in three seconds without losing a single hair of its own dog.

The bruises were just for their eyes.

Without hesitation, Lu Chuan submitted the challenge.

............

On the ring, a brown-haired lion-type Tibetan Mastiff stood on top, and with sharp eyes, he landed on the opponent in front of him.

His body was covered with injuries, and some places were deep enough to see the bones.

This kind of injury, not dying was already a miracle.

But now, the earth dog that possessed this fatal injury, launched an even more amazing challenge. This time it challenged a Tibetan mastiff, the fierce and famous Tibetan mastiff.

Learning this one news, is again attracted the club's crowd of sensation.

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Previously, when the earth dog challenged the Brazilian mastiff, although it created a miracle, some of these fatal injuries were enough to make this one earth dog die in the end.

However, what they heard now was that this one earth dog, launched another challenge, or Tibetan mastiff.

Damn it, apart from death-defying, they couldn't think of any words to describe this kind of madness.

Some people, even the eyes that looked at Lu Chuan, became angry.

It is inevitable that there will be deaths and injuries in dogfighting, but it is wrong for you to disregard life. Just now, this earth dog almost gave its life, earning you two hundred thousand, and now you want it to go to its death?

"Begin."

The referee would not stop for any reason, but gave the order.

The one who owned this Tibetan Mastiff was a balding middle-aged man, with small assets, he played this kind of dogfighting game under the pressure of his work. It made him feel relaxed and satisfied.

He smoked a cigar and squinted his eyes at this earth dog that could barely stand up, contempt in his eyes.

When he received the challenge, he thought he had misheard.

After receiving confirmation, faced with someone giving 400,000 for nothing, how could he possibly refuse?

Winning?

This is something that only the weak say.

The ferocity of the Tibetan Mastiff is likewise one of the best, and in the rankings of dogfighting, it is enough to get it into the top five. Especially the purebred Tibetan Mastiff, nearly extinct.

"Go on, fuck it up."

The balding middle-aged man issued a command, becoming somewhat hysterical.

The Tibetan Mastiff rushed out, fast.

The staggering earth dog, as if it didn't react, faced with this biting mouth, and repeated the same trick, using its own forelimbs to send into the other's mouth without hesitation.

"Repeat it twice, even the hardest bones are going to break."

Those who had just watched the match, all of them had a trace of pity floating in their eyes, this was a strong and good dog, but it was a pity that it followed to a scum-like master.

Both sides once again tore together, only this time the earth dog seemed to be a bit more ferocious, constantly leaving scars on the Tibetan mastiff's body.

Originally anyone thought it was a one-sided battle, but once again it was unexpected.

"Misty grass, should it be so ferocious?"

"A dirt dog that's almost dead can also fight the Tibetan Mastiff?"

"In terms of serving, I only serve this earth dog."

One by one, individuals were all stunned with their mouths wide open, and some even rubbed their eyes with their hands, thinking that they had misread the situation.

How could this be possible?

This was an earth dog that had just almost died, and there were as many as four or five wounds on its body that could be seen as bones alone. This kind of injury, put on a Tibetan Mastiff that was as strong as a strong bull, was also enough to be fatal.

Lu Chuan held his arm, his face was neither happy nor sad.

Zhong Tong and Yang Pingan stood behind Lu Chuan, their eyes were empty and unfocussed, how lively the ring was, and they had no relationship. All they had to do was to follow Lu Chuan's back without moving an inch.

One by one, commands were sent out, and the zombie dogs executed them.

As a matter of fact, no one would find out or know that Lu Chuan was the one behind the scenes leading all of this.

Without Lu Chuan's instructions, with the ferocity of the zombie dogs, they wouldn't play like this at all, but instead, they would use the most ferocious, fastest, and most effective method to finish off the other party.

It was equivalent to saying that it was now Lu Chuan and this one Tibetan Mastiff to fight.

The Tibetan Mastiff was ferocious, but its opponent was Lu Chuan, an outsider. Standing in the ring, he could see everything clearly, one by one, the instructions went down, and under the execution of the zombie dog, the Tibetan Mastiff started to lose ground.

The zombie dog is not at full strength, but its strength is here, every claw every bite hissing bite, all are horrible and incomparable.

The injuries on the Tibetan Mastiff's body continued to increase, and the wounds became deeper and larger.

Blood gushed out, let the Tibetan mastiff body hair dye a red, is the ring, also everywhere is the Tibetan mastiff's blood.

Tibetan mastiff began to be afraid, it feels it is facing a monster, do not know pain, do not know fear, do not know fatigue. In addition to some of this, but also the force is infinite, every time the bite, will bring a wound on their own body can be seen in the bones of the wound.

Balding middle-aged man, face is full of meat pain.

Tibetan mastiff this injury, how long do you have to nurse, before you can recover?

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

The overbearing aura of just smoking a cigar was gone, and the balding middle-aged man hissed. If the fight continued, would this perverted earth dog finish off its Tibetan Mastiff? The previous Brazilian Mastiff was the best example.

Getting the bald middle-aged man's admission of defeat, the referee immediately adjudicated.

The earth dog, at this time, was already forcing the Tibetan Mastiff into a corner.

Once the referee refereed, Lu Chuan whistled, revealing the fangs of the earth dog, but it was a turnaround, directly back to the cage, ignoring the injuries on his body, again lying down.

Such a line of command was again moving.

"Won again?"

I don't know how many people had their eyeballs protruding out, they felt that their brains were no longer enough.

A dirt dog, before and after this amount of time, had won two games in a row, and it was still won by this kind of ruthless character.

If they were to say it out loud, if they were to listen to it instead, they would definitely think that it was a joke to them. But now, everything was in front of them.

An earth dog, just keeps on creating miracles.