The strongest Shannon

Chapter 181

According to Jiang Wanwan, General Changsheng is really fierce. You must know that it can sometimes scare opponents without fighting spirit just by its momentum, which shows its ferocity.

However, at this moment, facing Luhua, the little overlord of the orchard, General Changsheng was very aggrieved. Not only did he suffer losses one after another, but his rhythm was also disrupted in various ways, so he didn't grasp the initiative at all.

This round is also the same. Originally, General Changsheng was furious and fierce and pressed every step of the way. The opponent should be careful and even retreat every step of the way, but Lu Hua took the initiative to attack again...

As soon as the two sides came into contact this time, they immediately fell into a fierce battle. You came and I forgot to peck and scratch for a while, didn’t you still flutter into the air and change the pecking and scratching? The blood that fell smeared on the ground into bloody flowers.

"No wonder Boss Jiang likes cockfights, it's indeed much more intense than cricket fights!" Seeing the inextricable fight between two big cocks, Chen Fang smiled and said something to Jiang Wanwan, feeling a little emotional.

Whether it is cricket fighting or cock fighting and dog fighting, they are cruel in the final analysis. Watching the two sides fighting desperately can easily ignite the emotions of the onlookers, and make people's blood boil into frenzy.

And now watching the fierce battle between Lu Hua and General Chang Sheng, Chen Fang found that he was also a little excited, especially when the blood on both sides was low, the wildness hidden in the depths seemed to be ignited.

In comparison, cricket fighting is much more boring. This is not only the difference in size between the fighting parties, but also the movement caused by it is bigger and more bloody.

Jiang Wanwan on the other end didn't reply, he just looked at the two big cocks fighting fiercely, his expression kept changing, he could see clearly that General Chang Sheng was injured, and more than one, which made Jiang Wanwan feel that his My heart is bleeding.

It's so evil, Jiang Wanwan wailed in his heart, the native chickens in a small mountain village are so fierce, there is no reason for it!One must know that General Chang Sheng is also famous in the international cockfighting arena, but he is inseparable from a mountain village chicken. What kind of rhythm is this? !

The most important thing is that from the beginning to the present, General Changsheng has not been touched at all. Strictly speaking, he has suffered a lot. Now he is fighting the opponent head-on with his rich fighting experience and skills!

Jiang Wanwan regretted it. General Changsheng is his heart and soul. Whether it is the initial investment or the current net worth, they are all expensive. Even if he wins this game, he will have to cultivate for a long time. Loss, what a loss!
If I had known, I would have spent more money on this young man to buy his crickets!Jiang Wanwan glanced at Chen Fang who was smiling, and howled in his heart.

Before he came here, he had inquired about Chen Fang, and knew that this guy was a bit evil, so he started planting emerald green orchards as soon as he returned to the village, and the emerald green he planted was also weird and delicious!

But Jiang Wanwan never imagined that you, who grow vegetables and fruit trees, actually cultivate gamecocks. Well, this is not a gamecock, but a native chicken... a native chicken that is inseparable from General Chang Sheng.

"Hey!!" General Chang Sheng's scream brought Jiang Wanwan back to his senses. His heart beat wildly before he realized that somehow, General Chang Sheng was pecked again. , The bright red blood slid down and blocked General Chang Sheng's sight, and then...then it was kicked to the ground again.

"Stop, stop!" Looking at the majestic General Chang Sheng, who was almost covered in bruises and looked miserable at the moment, Jiang Wanwan hurriedly raised his hand in pain and shouted: "Boss Chen, I'm applying for a timeout!"

As he said that, he was about to rush up and hug his General Changsheng, but Lu Hua was jealous now, and a few chicken feathers fell from his whole body, and then he rushed up viciously again.

"Ouch!" Seeing the ferocious appearance of the reed flower, Jiang Wanwan was a little terrified at once, but he was afraid that General Chang Sheng would be at a disadvantage, so he raised his leg to block it, but unexpectedly, the reed flower was so disrespectful that he jumped up and pecked it down fiercely. Peck on the exposed toes of ginger million sandals.

Jiang Wanwan screamed again and again, subconsciously retracted his heels and backed up again and again, but one foot was unstable, and he squatted on the ground directly, his fat body collided with the ground, making a dull sound.

Surprised, Chen Fang hurriedly stepped forward, and when the reed flower flew towards Jiang Wanwan's face again, he made a steady shot, grabbed one of the reed flower's wings and pulled it back.

"Heck!" Seeing that he could peck at the fat man's fat face, Lu Hua unexpectedly was pulled away by a strong force, and suddenly dissatisfied, he spread his wings and croaked, but when he turned around to see Chen Fang, he immediately calmed down, but swaggered forward again. Step forward carefully, with an unenjoyable posture.

Chen Fang waved it away with both hands, and then stepped forward to pull Jiang Wanwan up and said, "Boss Jiang is okay, this chicken is very ferocious, and usually pecks at people, why are you rushing up suddenly!"

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the toes are also connected to the heart. Jiang Wanwan broke into a cold sweat in pain, and waved to his servant to pick up General Changsheng. Then he limped on the stone bench and tried to lower his head. At first glance, the toes had been pecked and bleeding.

"Boss Chen, what kind of chicken are you!" Jiang Wanwan looked at his toes and then at General Changsheng, almost crying, "You don't look like a chicken, you didn't lie to me, did you! "

Chen Fang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and drove the reeds away again to keep them from approaching. He turned his head and quickly went to the house to take out a band-aid and handed it over. He grinned and said, "It's really native chickens. There are a group of them in my orchard. Boss Jiang plays cockfights, so he should also Can you tell the difference?"

Jiang Wanwan took over General Changsheng, and distressedly trimmed its feathers and wiped the blood. His follower hurriedly took over the living room, knelt down and stuck it on his toes.

"It looks like a native chicken, but it's too fierce. Look, my Changsheng general didn't get it right!" As he spoke, his heart ached, he picked up the imported feed and began to feed Changsheng. General.

Chen Fang looked at An Le, and thought that it was not just that he didn't get it right, but he was always suffering!

In contrast, it was obvious that although Lu Hua had bloodstains on her body and several feathers had been pecked off, she was still full of energy, with her head held high and her chest held high, as if she still wanted to go forward.

Looking at the majestic and victorious general again, this meeting looks much more embarrassing. In addition to blood stains and hair loss on his body, a piece above his eye was also severely pecked off. The blood dried up and stuck to the fluff around his eyes, pitiful of.

Surprise, really surprise, I thought that he was a professional cockfighter, and it would be good if the reed flower could last a few rounds, but I didn't expect this little bully in the orchard to be so fierce.

Going back to the house, he took some fresh emerald greens, handed them to Jiang Wanwan and said, "Boss Jiang, feed it some emerald greens, it will help the wound recover." After a pause, he continued: "Then continue or not?" ?”

"No, no, no more!" Jiang Wanwan shook his head again and again, and said with a wry smile, "I would love to see this level of playing on the field, but it's too depressing now, so I won't fight any more!"

Chen Fang smiled, understood what Jiang Wanwan meant, and couldn't help secretly praising him for his straightforwardness, saying what he wanted.

What he said is also true. If it is put on the field, the more intense the fight, the more popular it will be. It shows that both sides are strong. Regardless of the final victory or defeat, they will have face and sufficient benefits.

But today, it was originally just a formality, but who knew that the fight was so cruel and fierce, and the lottery is just a cricket, the premise is that it can win.

Can you win?Jiang Wanwan didn't know what to do, but he could see clearly that General Chang Sheng had been suffering all the way. Although he had caused a lot of damage to the opponent, but... the opponent was a fucking chicken, Turkey!
This is like, an international player goes to the countryside to be frightened, but is beaten up by a countryman. Even if he wins at this level, it is a shame, not to mention that he may not win.

"It's been hard work, General Chang Sheng, how about this, I can only give you one cricket that participated in the cricket fight, and I will find a few more that are equally good, as compensation, and thank General Chang Sheng for letting me see the excitement of cockfighting, I can see my blood boil!"

Jiang Wanwan looked at Chen Fang, saw the sincerity of what he said, and after a wry smile, he suddenly shook his head and said seriously: "Boss Chen, let's forget about the crickets, in fact, I also know that those things are useless, they are just used to show off my value as a fighting cock ..."

"Oh, what does Boss Jiang mean?" Chen Fang felt more and more that Jiang Wanwan was interesting, so he called Lu Hua and threw him an emerald green, and looked at Jiang Wanwan with a smile.

Jiang Wanwan's eyes lingered on Luhua for a long time before he stretched out his hand and said, "Boss Chen said earlier that the chickens are raised free-range in the orchard, so how many chickens of this kind are there in your orchard?"

Chen Fang raised his eyebrows, thinking that this is the initiative to deliver to the door, he thought for a while and said: "There are many of the same kind, but if it is as aggressive as it is, there are probably a dozen or so, but It's not as big as it is, and it's still growing."

Jiang Wanwan's face was full of surprise: "There are still people as aggressive as it? How is this possible? This is just an ordinary native chicken. Its courage is similar to that of a pheasant. How can it be so aggressive!"

"This is the case with general native chickens. Maybe my native chickens are mixed with pheasants. In addition, my environment is quite special, so this group of chickens is full of energy and fights less. That's why there are so many aggressive chickens."

Jiang Wanwan frowned and looked at the reed flower carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Although it is only an ordinary chicken breed, it has a strong physique with sharp claws and long beak. Inseparable, great potential ah!

Chen Fang said kindly, "I would like to ask Boss Jiang, can native chickens like Luhua be bred as fighting cocks? Or is it only a certain breed?"

"Yes, of course!" Jiang Wanwan had already recovered from his previous depression. Hearing Chen Fang's question, he drank two sips of herbal tea to clear his throat, and told Chen Fang with an air of an expert: "This fighting cock is also called Biting chickens and military chickens, like fighting crickets, have a history of more than 2000 years!
The earliest fighting cocks were their instincts. Because of fighting for food or mates, when two cocks met each other and refused to give in, they began to fight each other. Fighting cocks were very fierce, and they often ignored life and death. They would not give up until they fought to the last breath. The reason why fighting crickets are more popular. "

Chen Fang nodded, and had a general understanding of this. In fact, whether it was cricket fighting or cock fighting, it was just biological instinct in the final analysis.

Han Yu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, once used a poem to describe the scene of cockfighting: "The blood cracks and the sound is lost, and the Yin is very hungry. Don't be alarmed by it, and follow it with sincerity." Meng Jiao also wrote a poem about cockfighting. : "Things are deep and difficult to solve, and the eyes are not slack. One spray and one wake up, and then make persistent efforts."

(End of this chapter)