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Four hundred and twenty-seven The fate of the loser

Liu Wei's attention was focused on the iron cage surrounded by people. Although there were noisy people, the dog barking from inside could still be heard clearly.

Fatty stared at the group of people with a look of concentration, twitching his lips and nose, exposing his canine teeth, and keeping his whole body in a fighting state.

It seemed to hear the screams and calls for help from its companions.

It was very emotional at the moment.

"Eh~"

Liu Wei was looking at Fatty's facial expression when the black man who led him in lay on the bar and called him back.

The big man ordered two glasses of beer. Liu Wei walked up and pushed one glass in front of Liu Wei.

The waiter at the bar is dressed casually, similar to what a big black man wears. He is slightly thinner and has large tattoos on his arms.

He called the big black man respectfully and turned around to ask Liu Wei: "Are you placing a bet or participating? Wait ten minutes before placing a bet. You can sign up immediately to participate. I will help you get to the front!"

He deliberately looked at the dog next to Liu Wei and thought it was pretty good. It was a fierce dog.

Liu Wei smiled and said: "Let me take a look first!"

Since he came in, he has not prepared to participate in the competition or participate in betting. He just wants to take the audience in the live broadcast room to watch the cruelty of dog fighting and arouse human reflection.

However, his answer seemed unsatisfactory. The bartender glanced at the black man with a meaningful look in his eyes.

The big black man turned around and smiled at Liu Wei: "It's okay to take a look first!"

Liu Wei nodded, took the live broadcast room and walked towards the place where the crowd was focused.

After he left, the bartender asked the big black man, "Boss, where does this guy come from?"

The big man took a sip of beer, threw the cup aside, and said nonchalantly: "I met a wild dog on the roadside, and he is the owner of the wild dog!"

I turned around and went up to a steel-framed floor built out of the underground arena, where some gamblers were sitting watching dog fights.

It seems that he is a prominent figure who often hangs out here.

Liu Wei also noticed these people and waved around with his live broadcast phone.

"Wairen, we are all social beings!"

"Nah, you even brought some thugs!"

"Awei, please be safe!"

"This kind of situation is too common. I have been to Thailand once, and the black boxing people are similar to this!"

Liu Wei pretended not to see these people and squeezed in front of the iron cage.

Two pit bulls are fighting in a cage.

The ring was stained with a lot of blood and there were traces of being dragged. There were probably quite a few dogs that died in it.

And standing above the cage was a strong man. Judging from the bulging muscles in his arms and fists, it was estimated that one punch could break a dog's skull.

He should be the referee of the dog fighting ring.

His task is simple: put the ferocious dogs into the cage and wait for them to bite and fight. After the fight is over, drag out the defeated dogs.

The emotions of a fierce dog after a fierce fight are extremely unstable. The average person is easily bitten by a fierce dog. Judging from his size, it should be very easy to catch a dog.

There is another cage on his right hand, and there is a Dogo in the cage. The Dogo is very excited at this time, as if it is preparing for the game, jumping and rioting in the cage, barking non-stop. .

"Brothers, the next dog to compete should be the Dogo!" Liu Wei observed.

"They are all famous dogs!"

"They're all fierce dogs!"

"Is the Dogo better or the Pit Bull?"

"Not necessarily. In the hunting dog rankings, Bit is slightly higher, but it depends on the condition of the dog!"

The audience started discussing.

Liu Wei stood in the crowd and was pushed around. The crowd of onlookers went crazy.

Their emotions were completely devoted to the two pit bulls in the cage.

It seems that the louder they shout, the more powerful the dog they support will be. It should be said that they are all shouting for money, and of course the bettors hope that the dog they support will win.

"Crazy, crazy!"

"These people have gone crazy!"

"Awei, don't shoot the dog fighting scene, it's too bloody!"

"Mmp, this kind of situation in China has been banned for a long time!"

From the corner of his eye, Liu Wei saw the sweaty black man upstairs, bowing his waist and covering his mouth, saying something to a black man smoking a cigar.

And their eyes happened to be looking at Pangpang.

Fatty was glaring at them now.

It hates the black guy upstairs.

"Pangpang~" Liu Wei called out and led Pangpang upstairs to the blind spot, deliberately avoiding the black man's sight.

He didn't want to cause trouble in this sordid occasion.

However, Liu Wei's attention never left the black man smoking a cigar.

Soon, he waved to the men next to him, and a few minutes later, the men came up leading a huge Tosa dog with bright hair. A large chain was tied around the Tosa dog's neck, and its eyes were staring at the dog fighting ring below. .

Sharp eyes.

He had a rather regal demeanor, as if he didn't take the two pit bulls in the cage seriously.

"Brothers, have you seen that Tosa upstairs? The hair is so beautiful. It's rare to see a Tosa with this size in China.

If I guess correctly, that dog should be their secret weapon, or it may be the bug that controls the entire dog fighting ring. We all know that this kind of underground casino is very dark.

Putting aside the behavioral theory of dog fighting, I saw that Tosa was a little excited. Friends who like dogs should know that Tosa is known as the King of Eastern Fighting Dogs, the most mysterious large-scale competitive dog in Japan, and the trained Tosa is called the most powerful in the world. One of the ferocious dogs. "

"Tosa is really awesome, but I still like Castro!"

"Dogo, Bit, and Tosa have come out now. I don't know how many ferocious dogs there are in this dog fighting ring!"

"In my heart, Pangpang is the strongest!"

When it came to Pangpang, Liu Wei glanced at him intentionally. Who knew where it had slipped away?

"Pangpang~Pangpang~" Liu Wei squeezed through the crowd and shouted while searching.

Pangpang returned to its original position, staring fiercely at the people upstairs.

At this time, Tosa, who was tied by an iron chain, became violent and screamed non-stop. His voice was louder and more emotional than the two fighting pit bulls in the cage.

Liu Wei found that Tosa's eyes were staring at Pangpang.

Pangpang seemed to have discovered its existence as soon as he entered the underground dog fighting ring, and kept looking at the second floor with angry eyes.

Relatively speaking, Pangpang's behavior was quite calm.

Liu Wei squatted down, held his fat head and said: "Good dog, be quiet, we are not here to cause trouble!"

The big black man came down from upstairs and walked towards Liu Wei with a smile on his face, but his smile was a bit unpredictable.

He said to Liu Wei: "My eldest brother wants to compete with you!"

Liu Wei smiled and said: "My dog ​​is a Kunming dog, a branch of wolf dog. Strictly speaking, it is not a competitive dog. It will not participate in such competitions!"

The big black man didn't answer Liu Wei's words, but his face didn't look good. He turned around and went upstairs and said a few words to his elder brother.

At this time, the referee in the dog fighting ring stopped the game and dragged the defeated and bloody pit bull out of the iron cage. When Liu Wei saw his owner, he waved his hand and gave up the dog, followed by the two people wearing masks next to him. The man dragged the pit bull away. The pit bull kept snorting and its owner didn't even look at it.

The audience in the live broadcast room was very uncomfortable watching this scene.

Liu Wei walked up and asked, "Where will your dog be taken?"

The man smoked a cigarette and said, "Trash dog, send it directly to the slaughterhouse!"

"Mmp, are you human?"

"Beast! You completely treat dogs as money-making tools."

"The dog should feel very aggrieved and sad right now!"

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