Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 356 Not everyone is as kind as me

Dog fighting competitions, this kind of thing will be very enjoyable when you hear it.

Regardless of how rich Fan Denglong is now, he can be regarded as a respectable figure in Longcheng and Shaoshi. Even if he goes to the provincial capital, he can call out a bunch of cronies.

But if he really wants to leave Hu Province, few people will give him a good look with this guy's accent of saying that he is from the countryside when he meets people.

In the final analysis, this kind of people who get rich overnight still lack background.

As for the dog-fighting competition, those rich people all thought it was for fun, but Fan Denglong and Yu Banghan thought it was for gaining knowledge.

Therefore, when the driver brother brought them to the place where the dog fighting competition took place, the two of them were very grateful to the driver brother.

Qianyuan clubhouse, this is a very typical quadrangle compound, with two mighty stone lions sitting in front of the gate.

"Hey, it's a rich man to buy such a large courtyard house in the first city."

Yu Banghan stood in front of the door, as if he had never seen the world.

"Well, I guess at least tens of millions."

Fan Denglong said very disinterestedly.

"Where did the bumpkin come from? This is a courtyard house, not the shabby courtyard in your country. I want to buy it for tens of millions."

There was a burst of laughter from behind, and a yellow-haired head popped out of the window of the fiery red Ferrari in the alley, looking at Fan Denglong and the two with his nostrils.

"How did you talk?" Yu Banghan became angry immediately, pointing at that person and yelling loudly.

"I said what's wrong with you bumpkin?" Huang Mao looked at the two with disdain, "Do you really want to bite?"

At this time, another small Wuling four-wheeled vehicle entered the alley, and the vehicle kept making strange noises, as if something was crashing violently.

The yellow hair who drove the Ferrari opened the door and got out, and the Wuling four-wheel also stopped, and the driver called Lun Shao respectfully.

Huangmao arrogantly uttered an "um" accent from his nostrils, then walked to the back of the small four wheels, and pulled off the covering canvas.

The dim lights in the alley shone on the small four-wheeled vehicle, and suddenly a small dog showed its fangs and slammed into the iron cage.

With that ferocious look, it seemed as if he was about to rush out of the iron cage to bite someone.

The iron cage collided with the car board, making a loud bang.

But the exposed fangs, coupled with this ferocious expression, is indeed a vicious dog.

The driver lifted a foam box from the car, opened it respectfully and handed it to Huang Mao.

Huang Mao stretched out his hand and grabbed a piece of bloody fresh meat in the foam box, and threw it into the iron cage. The vicious dog smelled the blood, and immediately pounced on the North Korean meat.

"Why, do you want to say something else?"

When Huang Mao saw that Yu Banghan couldn't help taking half a step back, he immediately chuckled.

"Just like you, you still come to watch the dog fighting competition." Huang Mao chuckled, "Go back and hold your milk bottle,"

"Damn, tell Lao Tzu again if you have the ability." Yu Banghan suddenly became angry, and said angrily, and at the same time he did not forget to tug on La Fan Denglong's sleeve.

This has been bullied to the door, you can't just stand aside and watch the show.

Fan Denglong casually took a step forward, "Your dog is not bad, how much did you pay for it?"

"Country bun," Huang Mao laughed again, "This is a fighting dog. You think it's a country dog ​​from your country."

"How much did you pay for it? If you really tell me, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death."

"Really? I've always been a timid person." Fan Denglong moved forward again, which seemed like a small step, but he came in front of Huang Mao.

"This dog likes to eat fresh meat. I don't know if he likes to drink brains."

Fan Denglong stretched out his hand, grabbed Huang Long's hair, like grabbing a chicken, and directly pinned him on the iron cage.

The sound startled the vicious dog who was eating meat. He raised his head and looked at Huangmao with a pair of murderous eyes, which immediately frightened Huangmao out of his wits, trying to struggle hard.

But his little strength is nothing in front of Fan Denglong. As soon as Fan Denglong exerted strength, he could only stick to the iron cage obediently, with his face halfway inside, and the distance between him and the vicious dog was less than [-] centimeters, and he could even You can clearly see the pair of fangs of the vicious dog.

Huang Mao's legs trembled suddenly, and he roared loudly: "Quickly let me go,"

Pitbulls are indeed different from those domesticated pet dogs. In order to maintain their bloodiness, they must be fed with fresh meat. In many cases, some poultry is even thrown directly into them for them to bite.

Therefore, Lun Shao chooses the best beef, which is specially selected from foreign pastures and then airlifted after slaughter.

When the vicious dog is eating, there will inevitably be a lot of blood stains on the teeth and mouth. At this time, combined with the expression, it will look more ferocious and ferocious.

"Now you can say, how much did you pay for this dog?" Fan Denglong smiled and brought his head closer, meeting Huangmao's eyes.

I couldn't help but contempt for a while, seeing you like this, you are not so bold.

No matter how fierce a vicious dog is, it is still a dog.

Fan Denglong has even encountered wolves, what is a little fighting dog?
"Let go of me, or I guarantee you won't be able to get out of the capital city."

"Young Master Lun, you don't seem to have seen the situation clearly." Fan Denglong smiled and exerted a little force, Huangmao's entire face was about to be squeezed into the iron cage.

"This iron cage is not bad, but I don't know if it is strong or not."

Fan Denglong stretched out his other hand and put it on the iron railing, held it lightly, and then pulled it aside.

The iron bar, which was still motionless when the dog slammed it hard before, was bent in an instant, and Huang Mao's head went directly into the iron cage. He could even hear the heavy breathing of the dog.

This is the rhythm before launching an attack.

"Oh my god," Huang Mao suddenly cried out, crying out of fright, the frequency of his legs trembling was almost comparable to the stirring rod on the construction site.

"Tell me, how much did you pay for this dog?"

Fan Denglong still said the same thing, and Huang Mao was about to faint when he heard it.

"80, I specially asked someone to bring it back from abroad." Huang Mao was really scared. When he first set his sights on this fighting dog, he bought it after seeing it tear apart a hunting dog with his own eyes.

At this time, the Pitbull was obviously ready to move, if it pounced on it, it would definitely have no way out.

"oh, I see."

Fan Denglong responded softly, pulled Huang Mao out of the iron cage, helped him tidy up his clothes, and said with a smile: "I said earlier that there are so many things going on?"

The yellow-haired dog escaped, leaning weakly on the car board, panting heavily.

"In the future, keep your eyes open, not everyone is as kind as me."

Fan Denglong patted Huang Mao on the shoulder, turned around with a smile and walked towards Yu Banghan.

"Be careful,"

The pupils of Yu Banghan's eyes dilated instantly, and he shouted loudly at Fan Denglong, stretching out his hand to rush forward.

(End of this chapter)