Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 461 Dog Fighting
In the cold underground tunnel, Lu Mingfei and Fingel trek forward along the white light strip. Here is the remains left by the red giant. It looks ordinary, but it is amazing enough.

The empty subway tunnel gives people a sense of oppression brought by giants. The time has become extremely long during this journey. Lu Mingfei counted his heartbeats and walked forward bit by bit.

The advancing team was very quiet, perhaps it was some kind of strange rule that made everyone shut up, and moved forward like pilgrims on this section of the road. It was not until a neon light flashed in front that this weird team became agitated.

On the neon sign is a howling wolf, with a small arrow pointing to the edge of the tunnel, where fog is emerging. As the few people move forward, more and more music is coming from it, shaking people The five internal organs are trembling.

This is 500 meters underground, one of the air-raid shelters once built by Hongmao.

And now, here's where the mixed races spend their money, the biggest greyhound track in Moscow: "Coyote."

Here, countless people shed tears for the life and death of the two dogs, bet all their wealth, and then died in a dark corner with nothing.

Moscow doesn't believe in tears, but here they only believe in blood and fire.

Lu Mingfei and Finger entered it with tickets. This is a ballroom. In the flickering lights and the white mist made of dry ice, several women danced boldly around the pillars on the stage. The men stood in the audience, Throw in some consumption every now and then, but that's just the Coyote's first trap.

Anton did not speak, and led Finger and Lu Mingfei through the restless crowd, and walked down through the emergency exit. Dim lights were cast from the crack in the door. This is the second floor of Coyote, a place smelling like money. casino.

The beautiful croupier is lazily sitting in front of the gaming table, and a few slot machines are half-deadly hiding in the corner. They are dispensable decorations in this bustling casino, but on the other side of the casino, there is the core of the whole Gray Wolf.

It was an area composed of multiple computer screens, with big headshots of hell dogs staring ferociously out of the screen.Lu Mingfei could see the dogs' teeth were stained with shreds of meat, and their eyes were abnormally golden, with the aggressiveness of the dragon subspecies.

Looking at the pair of golden eyes of the Cerberus, Lu Mingfei remembered what a professor of biology said. In the field of dragon research, there have always been two theories about the cause of hybrids.

One is to sacrifice human beings to the dragons, and the dragons will interbreed with them to give birth to offspring, and the dragon blood will be diluted from generation to generation, and finally a stable hybrid will be obtained.

The second is that humans bathe in dragon blood, and then ordinary people interbreed with those eroded dragon subspecies humans, and finally give birth to stable offspring.

These two origins were debated in the Department of Biology, but the moment Lu Mingfei saw the Cerberus, he thought of another thing. Is it possible to breed a mixed-breed dog through generation after generation of selection?
He shook his head to get rid of these profane thoughts. This is the place to place bets, and the location of the auction is one floor down.

In front of the screen, people who don’t have enough financial resources or who are afraid of blood are sitting there, drinking wine and talking about which dog will be the new champion. Cerberus dogs don’t have a long lifespan. Change of owner.

At this time, a group of people will go bankrupt, and another group of people will make a fortune.

Today is the day of the auction. Even in these peripheral areas, we know that there will be a new overlord rising. The current champion "Tiger Killer" has won the championship three times in a row and is full of scars. This competition is the time when the champion changes hands.

With Anton leading the way, several people successfully entered the third basement floor. This place is very spacious, with rows of stands extending from the ground to the top of the wall, surrounded by a rectangular field in the middle, and a barbed wire fence around the field.

It might not be appropriate to use barbed wire to describe it. It is a three-layer protective net composed of grids, iron chains, and blades, which is enough to prevent the powerful hellhounds from escaping. At this moment, the stands are full of people.

Some of them are gold owners who want to buy a new dog, and some are gamblers who can't wait to see blood flow into rivers. There are small bidders on the seats, which can be inserted into credit cards. Let your money flow.

Lu Mingfei and the others seemed to be the last group of people to come. Not long after they took their seats, the door was closed, and the air here was filled with a stench of blood and flesh decay, just like the aunts in the cafeteria who have been waiting for a long time. Unwashed towels.

In the gravel-paved field, flesh and blood left over from many battles, teeth, urine and blood were mixed together to form this complex smell. Lu Mingfei sat there with his heart pounding, his face But Gujing was calm, trying to calm himself down.

Unlike the auctions in Chicago, the auctions here are very straightforward. There is no music, no elegant auctioneers, and no goods on display. There are only some loudspeakers in the venue: "The auction has begun."

A hideous dog's face appeared on the screen above the venue. Few dogs could be described as hideous, but the one on the screen must be one of them.

It was an eroded Afghan hound. Most of the hair of the famous long-haired hound fell off and was replaced by black scales. There was a little yellow light in the middle of the black eyes. On the long face, two The fangs broke through the lips, looking extremely powerful.

The reaction caused by this dog is mediocre. The brain capacity of the Afghan Hound is insufficient. The first choice for the broad-leaved.

Eventually, with a series of machine-sounding yells, the hound was bought by a buyer hiding in a corner, and then added to the game by the patron as an appetizer for dogfighting.

The auction was carried out several times, and the dogs that came up were all unpopular breeds. Lu Mingfei even saw a chihuahua that was eroded. It barks very mighty, but in this world where size determines everything, it is obviously not enough to look at.

Now on the auction site is a black Shiba Inu. This kind of smiling and civilized dog has been eroded and turned ugly. The original smiling face is also covered with a layer of scales, only two golden eyes are exposed.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei heard a chuckle, and the little devil's voice seemed to come from a distant place: "Brother, do you want to buy my family?"

"Your family?" Lu Mingfei didn't know why, but he heard the little devil's voice still coming: "The dragon's blood is needed to make a hellhound. You said, where would it come from?"

(End of this chapter)