Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety-Five Mad Chemical Liquid

At this moment, the situation in the dogfighting field has changed decisively.

The audience in the arena continued to cheer if they made a bet, while those who didn't bet looked disappointed. Relatively speaking, more people saw Zhang Dazhi's victory yesterday, so they all bought his dog to win, but now they are losing. Failed.

The winning pit bull seemed to be venting the frustration of losing the game yesterday. Although the other side had lost the ability to resist, it still kept biting furiously. Later, the referee announced that one side had won, and several staff members went in and barely separated them.

People watched with relish, Da Mao Er Mao seemed to have no interest in this kind of low-level competition, and fell asleep at Qin Haodong's feet.

Seeing that his dog finally won, Bai Ziping threw his fists twice. He had been losing since yesterday, and now he finally felt a bad breath.

After being excited, he turned his head and said to Qin Haodong, "Doctor Qin, thank you, the antidote really works!"

Qin Haodong said, "It's not enough to rely on the antidote alone. It's the dog on your side that is very good."

Bai Ziping said: "The dogs on my side are all strictly trained. If it wasn't for Zhang Dazhi's indiscriminate methods, I guarantee that he won't be able to win a game."

"What did you say? What antidote?"

Qi Wan'er asked inexplicably.

Bai Ziping briefly explained the story of Zhang Dazhi's drugging on his dog, and Qi Wan'er scolded, "It's really shameless, I can even think of such a dirty way."

Bai Ziping said angrily, "Then the grandson doesn't know where he got the medicine. If it weren't for Dr. Qin, I wouldn't know what's going on here."

On Zhang Dazhi's side, seeing that the first game had already been lost, he asked his subordinates to dispose of the dead dog, and then said to Zhao Er next to him, "Go to the Caucasus, give me more medicine this time!"

"It's the boss, I'll arrange it now."

Zhao Er said and turned around. It was not long before a tall Caucasian dog was sent into the dog cage.

The Caucasian dog is ferocious by nature, and the biggest feature is that the hair is very long. Zhao Er has indeed invested money this time, and sprinkled a full five times the powder on the dog. If you observe carefully, the powder will fall off when walking. .

Generally speaking, the breeds of fighting dogs will be the same, and a tall Caucasian dog was also sent to the dog fighting ring.

The shouting sounded again, and the two Caucasians were biting together.

Seeing the dust constantly swaying on Zhang Dazhi's Caucasian dog, Bai Ziping scolded angrily, "How much medicine did this grandson put in? It's actually starting to smoke."

He was secretly grateful that Qin Haodong had invited him. If Qin Haodong hadn't prepared the antidote, there would have been no hope of winning this game at all.

The two dogs were evenly matched, and Qi Wan'er asked, "Boss Bai, can your dog still win this game?"

"Of course." Bai Ziping said confidently, "If you want to win a dogfighting competition, there are four key points, the dog's explosiveness, endurance, bite force, and ferocity.

Generally speaking, bite force comes first. Imagine if a dog goes up and bites the opponent's throat, then there is no suspense in this game.

Now these two dogs are of the same breed, and the conditions are similar in all aspects. In the end, the battle is endurance, and endurance depends on the usual training. I am here in a dog fighting ring. I have been training dogs for more than ten years. No one is more professional than us in training.

The medicine given by Zhang Dazhi's grandson is to make my dog's reaction slow down, his stamina decrease, and his physical strength decrease. But now that Dr. Qin has prepared an antidote, winning is only a matter of time. "

As if to verify Bai Ziping's statement, after a few minutes, Zhang Dazhi's Caucasus' physical strength dropped significantly, and he began to slowly lose his head.

"What's going on? Who can tell me what's going on here?"

Zhang Dazhi growled angrily. He had been waiting for the opponent's dog's physical strength to decline, but the other party was not doing well, and the dog on his side was exhausted.

I don't understand why the medicinal powder that was invincible yesterday suddenly lost its effect today. Could it be that there is preparation on the dogfighting arena? But it's impossible. The medicine he brought is the latest genetic medicine powder produced in country M. Except for the antidote in his own hands, it is impossible for anyone else to crack it.

No matter how angry and puzzled he was, the Caucasus still lost in the end, and the dogfighting side won two games in a row.

But this is far from over, the next third, fourth and fifth games, all of which are fighting dogs on Zhang Dazhi's side were defeated.

At this time, Zhang Dazhi had lost his temper. No matter how angry or roaring he was, he couldn't change the situation on the field. One thing was certain, his powder was completely useless.

In order to make it easier for the audience to place bets, the dogfighting arena has arranged the schedule in advance, and both sides of the fight have paid a deposit. Now it is impossible for him to withdraw even if he wants to. All lost, and he lost another 20 million.

Bai Ziping was so happy that Zhang Dazhi gave back all the money he won yesterday, and most of the audience bet on Zhang Dazhi to win, which also made him a lot of money.

Seeing that there are still the last two games, Zhang Dazhi's eyes are red with blood, and he can't lose any more! Really can't lose again!

Thinking of this, he took out a bottle of blue medicinal liquid from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Er next to him. "Put this medicinal liquid on the dog's nose before playing!"

Although Zhao Er didn't know what the blue medicinal liquid was, but he knew it must be very powerful, he agreed and turned away.

In the ninth game, the two sides sent two Argentine Dogo dogs. No one noticed that Zhao Er touched the dog's nose with his right hand before sending the dog into the cage.

After the two dogs entered the dog cage, the Dogo dog on Zhang Dazhi's side immediately became mad, his eyes were blood red, and he roared upwards like an angry lion.

In the stands, Bai Ziping frowned slightly and said, "No, this dog looks a little abnormal. Although the Dogo is ferocious, it doesn't have such ferocious methods."

At this moment, the Dogo had already rushed towards the Dogo on the side of the dogfighting arena. Originally, the height and weight of the two Dogos were similar. The Dogo dog at the dog farm was immediately thrown to the ground, and before it could react, Zhang Dazhi's Dogo dog bit his throat.

Immediately afterwards, the blood spurted wildly, and the Dogo dog fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then remained motionless.

In less than 30 seconds, the battle is over! After a little sluggishness, the audience immediately burst into cheers. With one fatal blow, this kind of match is equivalent to a ko in a boxing arena!

But things didn't seem to end there. The mad Dogo dog was still desperately biting the opponent's body. Zhao Er brought two dog handlers into the dog cage, not only failed to stop it, but also suffered from this Dogo Tall dog's attack, and finally a dog handler stunned it with a high-voltage electric baton, and then dragged it out of the dog cage.

"There's something wrong with this dog!" Bai Ziping said with a frown. "Generally speaking, no matter how crazy a fighting dog is, it won't attack people unless it's crazy. And the strength of these two dogs is not too different. Even weaker than my dog, he shouldn't have this overwhelming advantage."

Qin Haodong said lightly: "It's very simple, Zhang Dazhi has played tricks on this dog again, I don't know what means to stimulate the potential of this dog, not only make it crazy, but also become extremely powerful, the reason is the same as fantasy There are not too many berserkers in the novel."

Bai Ziping said angrily, "This bastard can still do this, I'll send someone to test the dog's blood now!"

"You've tested it in vain. It's the same as the kind of medicine on dog hair. You definitely won't get any results." Qin Haodong thought for a while and said, "You have some blood and fur samples left, and I'll study it later."

"Okay, I'll let someone do it!"

According to the regulations of the dogfighting arena, the losing side has the right to conduct a blood test on the winning dog's fighting dog, and Bai Ziping immediately arranged for his subordinates to do it.

Thinking of the violent appearance of the Dogo dog just now, he said to Qin Haodong, "Doctor Qin, what about the next game? Do you want to continue?"

If it weren't for Qi Wan'er's bet attached to this game, he would even be willing to pay Zhang Dazhi 20 million by himself, and he would not want to see Da Mao and Er Mao killed by each other.

Qin Haodong said lightly: "It's okay, you don't have to worry, just continue the game!"

He had full confidence in this game. Da Mao Er Mao was personally fed by him with various medicinal herbs. It was comparable to a holy beast in the cultivation world. How could he possibly lose to a maddened puppy.

The game continued, and the radio in the dogfighting ring rang, announcing that the last game was between the Tibetan Mastiff from China and the Tosa from Japan. The audience cheered for a while. After so many years of publicity, the Tibetan Mastiff has a unique position in the hearts of Chinese people, and many people hope that the Tibetan Mastiff can win.

But then the dogfighting field announced that the odds of this game are 1:2. If you bet on the Tibetan Mastiff of Huaxia, you can get 500 yuan if you win for 1,000 yuan, and you can get 2,000 yuan for 1,000 yuan if you bet on Tosa from the Japanese country.

A lot of people are hesitant now, they like Tibetan mastiffs, but no one wants to get along with money, especially the audience who saw the failure of Dabai and Erbai yesterday bet on Tosa.

No wonder everyone hesitated. All the people present were people who knew dogs. Tosa was a large competitive fighting dog produced in Japan. Its bite force was 1.5 times that of pit bulls. Above the Tibetan Mastiff.

Because of this, when the bets were over, most people still placed their bets on Tosa.

Finally won a victory, Zhang Dazhi regained his confidence, his face was full of arrogance and pride, he looked at Qin Haodong and said excitedly: "Boy, watch how my dog ​​tortured your dog to death!"

At the same time, he glanced at Qi Wan'er greedily, as if he had seen the scene of pressing this super beauty under him.

The game officially started. Zhao Er sent a tall Tosa into the dog cage. Like last time, he secretly wiped the tip of Tosa's nose with his right hand.

Here, Qin Haodong brought Da Mao and Er Mao to the front of the dog cage. He opened the door and turned around and said, "Da Mao, you are a boy, you can do this kind of bloody thing."

Da Mao seemed to understand what he said, and without any hesitation, jumped into the dog cage. It walked leisurely and held its head high, like a king who despised the world, and did not take the Tosa on the opposite side in his eyes.

The Tosa flinched a little when he saw Da Mao, but quickly entered a state of madness. After a loud roar, he slammed towards Da Mao, his movements were fast and ruthless, like a mad lion.

Da Mao stood there quietly, without any movement, as if he was frightened and stupid, waiting for the Tosa to attack.

The audience exclaimed, everyone's hearts were raised for this beautiful snow mastiff!