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"Interesting, I saw Mr. Jin's Caucasian dog cowering for the first time today, what's going on?"

"Caucasian is afraid of that little paparazzi on the couch, isn't it?"

"Nonsense, what do you know? I once saw Mr. Jin's big dog bite an adult Tibetan mastiff until it was bloody. Caucasian dogs are notoriously aggressive. How could they care about such a soft little thing. ..”

The crowd of onlookers chattered and expressed their opinions and opinions.

Little Simba standing on the back of the sofa, facing everyone's pointing fingers, proudly raised his little blond haired head, walked along the back of the sofa to the end, and then jumped up and down steadily. He ran to the coffee table in front of him.

And the big dog Caucasus, who had been "looking at each other" with little Simba, mistakenly thought that little Simba was coming for him, and couldn't bear the pressure of the future dog king anymore, so he shrugged his head and whimpered all over , turned around and ran to the back room.

"Damn, look, the Caucasian dog ran away without a fight, and slipped away with its tail between its legs..."

"Damn it, what's going on here,"

When Jin Dajun saw this scene, his expression was suddenly dumbfounded.

This is really the biggest joke in the world.

A purebred German border patrol dog was scared away by a ball of "fur balls". This is the first time Jin Dajun has encountered such a situation in the years of keeping dogs.

Jin Dajun likes to raise tall animals. In private, he also likes to play dog ​​fighting with friends in the circle. What makes him proud is that this purebred Caucasus has been a rare opponent since his debut. The dog ran away when it saw it.

Why did you admit cowardly today?

Jin Dajun couldn't figure it out, his eyebrows were tightly twisted into the word "Chuan".

If he couldn't figure this out, it was estimated that whatever delicacies Jin Dajun ate tonight would be tasteless.

"Mr. Li, I heard that someone in your club has a Tibetan mastiff with a grimace. Is there such a thing?"

Jin Dajun turned and asked Li Guorong.

Li Guorong said: "Yes, how did Mr. Jin know?"

Jin Dajun said: "I just arrived at this club today. The security guard saw me with a Caucasian dog and insisted on checking my "city dog ​​license", so I showed it to him. Later, I heard from people around me that there were people of the same kind in it. I raised a Grimace Tibetan Mastiff, "

"Hehe, you are talking about Mr. Zhao of Pinzun Group. He is also a dog lover. He often brings his dog here to play."

Jin Dajun continued: "Brother, help me borrow that grimace Tibetan mastiff. I want to verify it and see what happened to this strange thing today. Is it because my Caucasian is confused, or is I really afraid of this puppy? "

People who like to play with dogs are sometimes very concerned about face. Winning or losing what happens to dogs is equal to winning or losing themselves. If you don’t know the truth about winning or losing, don’t expect a good ending for tonight’s dinner.

Li Guorong smiled helplessly, he needed to talk about business and give face to his friends.

Friends who play with dogs can't afford to be hurt.

Fortunately, Li Guorong is a veteran VIP member of Langting International, and everyone in the club knows him, so after he came out, he quickly borrowed Zhao Huafeng's grimacing Tibetan mastiff from Pinzun Group.

It was said to be a loan, but in fact the owner came here with him, otherwise Li Guorong would not be able to deal with this aggressive big dog that stood up to the height of a man.

The ghost mastiff is the ghost mastiff. The ghost mastiff has most of the blood of the Tibetan mastiff. After the change of environment and nature, it is very ferocious. It is named ghost mastiff because of its terrifying and strange appearance.

There are also records that the ghost mastiff is an extremely fierce breed among Tibetan mastiffs, which is almost equivalent to the runaway state of ordinary Tibetan mastiffs. There are only one or two in the world.

The Grimace Tibetan Mastiff is kept in the mastiff garden, and once it barks, all the other Tibetan Mastiffs are silent, that is, one or two extremely fierce ordinary Tibetan Mastiffs dare to roar twice at the Grimace Tibetan Mastiff. Ruthless words, strong momentum, really want to let them go up to fight, they dare not.

The grimacing Tibetan mastiff in Mr. Zhao's hand of Pinzun Group killed several other mastiffs before the owner got it. Now the breeder does not dare to get too close to feeding it. Even Mr. Zhao has to worry about holding it. Certain risks.

Such a wild and untamed thing is a deadly weapon ready to go off at any time.

At the invitation of Li Guorong, President Zhao of Pinzun Group walked into the suite of Paris Hall with his pet dog in high spirits.

Everyone in the room saw a big dog like a small tiger barging in with its teeth bared, facing the humans. There was a look of hostility and disdain in the eyes of this thing. Step aside, for fear of being unlucky and being thrown down by such a big dog, it will be over.

Mr. Zhao's ghost mastiff looks very ugly, its facial muscles are blue and white, and its fangs stick out of its lips. When it roars, it feels like the whole room is shaking. Hold it in your hand and dare not take the initiative to step forward.

"Hehe, my Iron King Kong recognizes strangers, don't mind it, it will roar twice in a new environment,"

Just as Mr. Zhao was proudly showing off his grimacing Tibetan mastiff in front of Li Guorong and Jin Dajun.

Fang Feiyang's little Simba seemed unhappy in the face of an extra ugly monster in the room. Little Simba yelled twice on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

At this moment, Mr. Zhao's proud smile of Pinzun Group suddenly froze on his face.

As soon as his ghost mastiff, Iron King Kong, saw little Simba, the mane on the back of his head stood up suddenly, his four paws gripped the ground tightly, and he roared at Simba.

Although the sound was loud, the green-haired ghost mastiff didn't seem to dare to take a step forward, and even faintly showed signs of retreating.

Simba was already annoyed by this ugly guy, and he was even more annoyed when he heard it screaming, so he glared angrily at the ghost mastiff.

This stare didn't matter, Mr. Zhao's grimacing Tibetan Mastiff seemed to be pricked by a needle, he jumped back like lightning, and took two or three steps back one after another. Although his teeth were grinning, his expression was anxious.

But at this moment, all the fools can see that although this grimacing Tibetan mastiff looks amazing, it is just stern, and the four-month-old puppy in front of Fang Feiyang simply treats it as nothing, and a look of contempt is enough for it to drink A pot is up.

"Fuck it, dog king,"

Seeing this scene, Jin Dajun immediately saw the situation that his own Caucasian dog was also afraid of this puppy just now. Jin Dajun swallowed hard, couldn't help but swear, and stared at Simba with piercing eyes. , as if a starving ghost saw a table of delicious food and wine.

"Hey, it's interesting. This little thing can shock my ghost mastiff. Is it really the legendary dog ​​king?"

Mr. Zhao of Pinzun Group is also an expert at playing with dogs, and knows how to study the habits of all kinds of dogs. After witnessing the scene in front of him, he seems to recognize the origin of Little Simba.