Unbeatable oversized Pit Bulls.

The oversized Pitbull that was still barking furiously.

As if it had seen some ferocious beast that made it scared and terrifying, even its barking stopped and it made defensive movements, every time the earth dog took a step forward, it took a step back on its hind legs, and its eyes were filled with fear.

"Huh?"

Such a scene left people dumbfounded.

The king of dogfighting, the Pitbull, was as if he had seen a monarch descending.

Yang Shao's previously bland expression changed slightly.

The situation on the field now, from the very beginning, had become unpleasant, as long as one's eyes weren't blind, one could see the fear exhibited by this Pitbull of his own.

Finally, the earth dog stood on the centre of the ring.

The Pitbull, on the other hand, had shrunk to the corner.

Not to mention the Pitbull, even the crowd watching the battle, also felt the danger emanating from this earth dog, this is a kind of danger from the depths of the soul, as if being stared at by some ferocious beasts.

Joke, this was a zombie dog in the skin of an earth dog, not some earth dog.

It came from the post-apocalyptic world, God knows how many survivors have hated in their hands, it was a bare, naked, killing biochemical soldier breed.

If its outer skin is peeled off, anyone here will be scared to the point of peeing.

The breeder was anxious, if the Pitbull was behaving like this, he was derelict in his duties, and Yang Shao would definitely not let himself go. He made a few hand signals, and a sharp stern sound came out of his mouth.

Under the breeder's mobilisation, the Pitbull finally stopped retreating.

However ......

This was a zombie dog that had lifted its restrictions, and its active aggressiveness didn't need you to challenge it at all.

"Swish!"

The muscles of the zombie dog's limbs were contracting violently, and the strength that erupted from it caused it to almost turn into a black shadow, pouncing in front of the Pitbull with a speed that the naked eye could barely keep up with.

The open mouth reached its limit.

In front of this oversized Pitbull, the earth dog was more like the gap between a child and an adult.

It was also this gap that brought about the shocking power.

The Pitbull wanted to counterattack, but the speed of the zombie dog was so fast that before it could react, the mouth of the zombie dog was already biting at the neck of the Pitbull.

Terrifying bite force, what would be the consequences without limitations?

Think about that piece of cow big bone.

"Ka-ching!"

A very crisp sound, along with the fur, muscle and bone, was directly bitten off by the zombie dog. Under the zombie dog's headshake, it was even ripped off hard, and half of the Pitbull's neck disappeared, forming a bloody hole.

Pitbull's biggest feature, is the weakening of the pain nerve, it has an amazing tolerance for pain, which allows it to let go of the fight, coupled with amazing stamina, not many fighting dogs can wear it out.

But now, one blow killed it, and in such a rough, ferocious way, the Pitbull didn't even struggle, it just collapsed, twitching.

Blood stained the ring.

The club's number one fighting dog was killed in less than three seconds.

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The zombie dog was again in the centre of the ring, looking proudly at the scene, as if he had done something insignificant.

Under the stage.

There was a deafening silence.

No one dared to speak, because this scene was simply too shocking, beyond their imagination. They couldn't imagine that in this one world, there would still be such a ferocious fighting dog, and it was still an earth dog.

In the future, if anyone told them that an earth dog was a fighting slag, they would definitely throw out a big slap.

A slag of fighting strength that could kill an oversized Pitbull in seconds?

This fighting ability, even if a lion or tiger came, it might not be able to do this kind of accuracy, ruthlessness and ferocity.

In their impression, there was no fighting dog in the world that could possess the strength of this earth dog in front of them. How many ferocious fighting dogs, but also to spend ten minutes, or even half an hour, to decide the winner.

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

"Very good."

A trace of anger appeared in Yang Xiuming's eye holes, he wasn't caring about this three million six hundred thousand dollars of betting money, much less this one Pitbull that he spent millions to get his hands on.

What he, Yang Xiu Ming, cared about was face.

The current situation was like being slapped twice in the face.

Three seconds, without leaving a trace of leeway.

Yang Xiuming stood up, but his complexion was steeply restored to a state of lightness. Demeanour, he Yang Xiu Ming still had, a district of nearly ten million, he Yang Xiu Ming hadn't put it in his eyes.

With two bodyguards, Yang Xiuming arrived in front of Lu Chuan when the crowd did not return to their senses.

"Your dog is good, make a price."

In Yang Xiu Ming's eyes, there was strength in his blandness, and he was bound to get what he saw.

Lu Chuan froze, which was a naive smile, said, "To buy my dog ah, this is simple, and not expensive, give a 100 million, then you take it away."

It is not expensive.

Give a hundred million.

Then you take it away.

I don't know how many people who heard this, almost want to spray blood.

One hundred million is still called not expensive, this sound and then you take it away, is definitely hitting Yang Xiu Ming's face.

In this world, there are 100 million dogs?

This is also called not expensive?

The crowd looked at Lu Chuan as if they had seen an idiot. This such a ferocious earth dog followed to this kind of idiot, it was really a good cabbage letting a pig go over.

Of course, they admire Lu Chuan even more, or Lu Chuan dared to ask Yang Xiuming for such a price.

No.

This is not asking for a price, it is completely mocking.

100 million to buy a clay dog, crazy people can not do this kind of thing.

Yang Xiu Ming's family is rich and powerful, but 100 million to buy a clay dog, but absolutely impossible. Not to mention whether he will buy, but this amount, he Yang Xiu Ming has no power to do so.

Who wouldn't be able to pretend?

Usually dozens of hundred million, no one in the eyes of the people, driving a million, millions of luxury cars.

But to really take out a hundred million of real money, present in the crowd, no one dares to come out to walk two steps.

Yang Xiu Ming's face turned iron blue, this bumpkin in front of him, he dared to be so contemptuous of himself, using this kind of way to shame himself, simply damned.

If it wasn't for the fact that it was now in full view of everyone, he would let this bumpkin know what it meant to be a dead man.

The two bodyguards behind Yang Xiuming, however, looked grave, their eyes narrowed, staring at the bodies of Zhong Tong and Yang Pingan behind Lu Chuan, from the bodies of these two, they felt a sense of danger.

Just by their strength, the person who could make them feel the danger was definitely not simple in strength.

Gently, one of the bodyguards touched Yang Xiuming and shook his head.

The meaning of this was for Yang Xiu Ming to temporarily back off, it was not worth it to clash without knowing the other party's background strength. With the two bodyguards that the other party brought with them, their identity must be extraordinary.

It doesn't matter if you lose a dogfight, you can buy one and fight again.

But losing the dog, but also losing the person, it should not be.

The muscles on Yang Xiuming's face twitched a few times and said, "Very well, Lu Chuan is it? We will meet again sometime."

After saying that, Yang Xiuming snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

Lu Chuan was anxious, "Hey, don't go, I'm genuinely trying to sell it, 100 million is really the price of conscience."

Hearing Lu Chuan's words, Yang Xiuming stumbled on his feet and was almost about to fall. This bastard, he had admitted defeat for the time being, and he still wants to fall on his face?

Seeing the other party walking away leaving this dogfighting room, Lu Chuan shook his head.

Actually, quoting 100 million was really a price of conscience.

This is a strengthened zombie dog, it's just an ordinary zombie dog, manufacturing the finished product is 200,000, plus the camouflage system, it's 400,000 yuan. And as a product, making some profit is desirable, right?

By calculation, it's eight hundred thousand.

Eight hundred thousand and you want to buy a unique zombie dog in this world? That's too much to take for granted. The added value is huge, you'd be embarrassed to ask for more than three to five million.

And as a strengthened zombie dog, it is even more unique, is one hundred million really expensive?

Lu Chuan smashed his mouth, chagrined for losing this deal.

But ......

When he heard the text message alert, Lu Chuan was browbeating again, this betting money that he had just won from the Pitbull had arrived.

Lu Chuan would lift the restrictions on the zombie dog, and actually already knew that this must be his last deal. Who would dare to fight dogs with himself when he came here in the future.

Since it was the last deal, clean to be ruthless and deter them.

Now it seems that the effect is very good.

One by one, malefactors, rich second-generation, official second-generation, look at their own eyes, become awe-inspiring.

In their eyes, their own this bumpkin, it is estimated to have been able to enter their eyes.