Chapter 113 Fighting Tigers

The most powerful thing about the tiger-headed sea eagle is its beak.

It is definitely not easy to be able to peck the mouth of the turtle shell.

All the rich second generation around are optimistic about the tiger-headed sea eagle.

In their opinion, although the golden eagle was also powerful, it was a little less ferocious than the tiger-headed sea eagle.

And the size is not comparable to the tiger-headed sea eagle.

"Little tiger, kill him!"

The owner of the tiger-headed sea eagle, a rich second generation with a mole on the corner of his mouth, clenched his fist and said fiercely.

The tiger-headed sea eagle flapped its wings, let out a tiger roar, and flew towards Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong looked at its thick beak and sneered in his heart: This is another skill pack.

Seeing that the tiger-headed sea eagle was less than two meters away from him, Wen Zilong suddenly moved.

When the tiger-headed sea eagle flew down, Wen Zilong suddenly fell directly to the ground.

The peck of the tiger-headed sea eagle was easily avoided by him.

And his claws stretched upwards.

When the tiger-headed sea eagle swept over him, it was as if it slammed into Wen Zilong's sharp claws.

hiss-

With a light sound, the tiger-headed sea eagle's chest suddenly splattered with blood, and a blood opening more than a foot long was drawn.

The tiger-headed sea eagle fell violently to the ground.

After rolling out more than five meters, a bloodstain rolled out on the ground, and then stopped.

At this scene, everyone around was stunned.

They have seen many scenes of fighting eagles, but they have never seen the tricks of this fat eagle.

After the opponent attacked, he suddenly lay on the ground, avoiding the opponent's peck.

Then the claws slid across the opponent's chest, killing him in one hit.

"This grass, what is this operation?!"

A rich second generation called out.

"God, god, this fat sculpture is god!"

"This guy's IQ is a bit high."

"Is this still a carving? It's just hanging, it's hanging!"

When Wen Zilong heard these words, he scolded inwardly: You are the hang, your whole family is hang!

While scolding, he walked to the tiger-headed sea eagle whose body was shaking violently.

A claw pressed on its chest, instead of killing it, it started tearing its flesh with its beak to eat.

The rich second generation with moles was a little dazed at this time.

His tiger-headed sea eagle also survived after more than a dozen life-and-death struggles.

The strength is quite strong.

But in front of this fat eagle, this tiger-headed sea eagle was killed in one blow.

This was really hard for him to accept.

After Wen Zilong ate a few mouthfuls of meat, the interface of the system popped up again in his mind, saying that the NDA extracted from the tiger-headed sea eagle could be used to strengthen his body.

After Wen Zilong was strengthened, his beak became thicker than before.

The neck also seems to be a little thicker than before.

In this way, through this eagle fight, his body has been strengthened in all directions.

Stronger body and stronger wings.

The claws are sharper and thicker, and the beak is stronger.

And by swallowing bald eagles, his load capacity is also stronger.

Now, he can already grab more than 20 kilograms of things and fly long distances.

Outside the cage, Wen Yuqi looked at Michelin: "My golden eagle won the championship, now it's time to cash out the reward?"

Michelin nodded and said, "Of course, of course. We have already written a check for 1 million here, and whoever wins the check will go to whoever wins."

Saying that, he nodded to a rich second generation.

The rich second generation took out a check from his pocket and handed it to Wen Yuqi.

With a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"Miss Wen came here for money, right?"

These sons and brothers are here for fun, but now this girl is here for money.

Not in their circle at all.

Wen Yuqi took the check and nodded calmly: "Of course."

Then put it in the pocket.

This made the second generation of the rich a little confused.

Ordinary girls, obviously for the money, but pretending to be aloof.

This girl is so calm, she just said it was for money.

It's really kind of special.

At this time, another rich second generation said: "Miss Wen, congratulations to your golden eagle for winning the championship. But I wonder if you are willing to raise?"

"Raise?"

Wen Yuqi frowned slightly and looked at Michelin.

When I came here before, Michelin didn't mention anything about raising.

Michelin smiled and explained:

"Everyone is tired of fighting eagles all the time, so this time we got a Qinling tiger. We originally wanted to get a few more wolves and other animals to fight together, but the time was a little short, and the others haven't yet. Get it here. So everyone is thinking, can you let your eagle and tiger fight first."

"Is your brain okay?"

Wen Yuqi glanced at everyone.

No matter how powerful an eagle is, it can hunt wolves, but tigers are much bigger than wolves.

And the tiger is called the king of the jungle, it is not blown out.

These rich kids are just too busy to have a lot of money.

The more the egg hurts, the more the brain has problems.

Michelin smiled awkwardly and said, "Of course, if you don't want to, we won't force it."

The rich second generation with moles smiled slightly and said, "Miss Wen, didn't you come here for money? We raise this time, as long as your eagle can win, we will give you 5 million as a countermeasure against you. the golden eagle's reward."

Wen Yuqi rolled her eyes at her and was about to go back.

At this time, Wen Zilong, who was eating the tiger-headed sea eagle, suddenly made two "gugu" sounds.

Wen Yuqi and Wen Zilong have been together for a long time, and can understand his various calls.

Wen Zilong obviously asked her to agree.

She turned to look at Wen Zilong, frowning slightly.

Even if mosquitoes are strong, they can't fight tigers, right?

"Cuckoo."

Wen Zilong made two more calls.

Wen Yuqi understood that Wen Zilong was determined to fight.

He knows Wen Zilong's character very well. Since he insists on fighting, it means that he is sure to win.

That being the case, Wen Yuqi's teeth lightly bit his lip.

After a while, he finally made up his mind: "Then let's fight."

Seeing Wen Yuqi's agreement, all the wealthy children became excited.

A rich boy came to the left wall and pressed the green button lightly.

Kalala——

With a metallic sound, the iron cage was on top and began to gradually descend.

It didn't take long for the metal cage to drop to a height of only four meters.

Wen Yuqi became anxious when he saw it: "What are you doing?"

The second-generation rich man with moles smiled and explained, "Tigers can't fly after all. If your golden eagle is afraid that tigers won't come down and keeps hiding on it, wouldn't it be boring? So the cage is lowered to four meters high. Not even fighting."

Wen Yuqi stared at the rich second generation with moles: "The golden eagle's battlefield is in the sky, not the ground. If his mind is abnormal, he will be pressed on the ground to fight."

The rich second generation with moles shrugged: "Ms. Wen promised just now, but if you want to go back now, I'm afraid it's too late."