Metropolis Super Zoo

The light in the workshop looked a little dim.

The area is large, but the area occupied is very small.

In a small area in the middle, people were surrounded by fences and barbed wire, and there was a circle of people on the side.

These people, blushing and standing there with thick necks, were shouting hoarsely.

Wei Wu nodded: "Yes, this is indeed a dogfighting arena. I am looking for you to show me and choose a fighting dog for me!"

Hearing this, Lin Fan frowned.

Although he is not the legendary Virgin, he also opened a zoo after all, and mingle with animals all day long.

Seeing the **** and cruel place of the dogfighting arena, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

To be honest, although dog fighting is illegal, what is really illegal is the nature of gambling. There are no special legal provisions for dog fighting.

The organization also turned a blind eye to this.

There are too many underground dog fights in so many places across the country.

Lin Fan just wanted to manage, but he didn't have that much energy at all.

Although I felt uncomfortable, I still followed Wei Wu to the front, and saw several large cages not far away, each of which contained adult fighting dogs.

The most popular fighting dog is the Tibetan Mastiff.

The Tibetan Mastiff in China is the famous king of fighting dogs. This frontier breed of life has a wilder nature. Fighting is more commonplace, and it is the most outstanding kind of fighting dogs.

In addition, Lin Fan also saw several familiar fighting dog breeds.

For example, Rottweiler, Bit, German Shepherd...These have been cultivated into breeds of fighting dogs.

When he saw them, Lin Fan found that these fighting dogs had lost their unique canine characteristics, and each of them had red eyes and a low growl in their mouths.

It seems that every creature that approaches it is expressing endless anger.

Lin Fan shook his head, glanced away, and landed in a very inconspicuous place.

There is also a cage there with a black shell dog like a German shepherd.

It's just that this black shell looks a little different from the other fighting dogs.

Quietly lying there alone, there was no cruelty peculiar to other fighting dogs in his eyes, and he seemed very calm.

It's just that the body is thinner and looks like malnourished.

It can be seen that this black shell is not favored by most people and has been left out in the cold.

"Hehe, this black shell has no combat effectiveness, and its physical condition is not very good. It is a loser. Mr. Wei, if you want to choose, I recommend choosing a pitbull or a Tibetan mastiff. Really hot!" The middle-aged man beside him said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wei Wu nodded, his eyes fell on Lin Fan, as if asking him what he meant.

In any case, Lin Fan is very research on animals, and the main reason why Wei Wu would bring him here is to hear his opinions.

Don't look at Wei Wu, who always pretends to be serious.

There is no big hobby, but he likes to play with **** things like dog fighting.

"Mr. Wei, I can still lie to you. Believe me, if you really want to choose, I recommend you to choose this pitbull. It is the king of dogs here. After coming here for more than a year, I have basically never failed. , And it's still the hottest here, how about it?" The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Although he didn't say it directly, looking at his eyes and expression, he seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Wei Wu's attitude.

In his eyes, Lin Fan, who followed Wei Wu, may be just a small attendant.

And the face is so horrible, at the first sight of dogfighting, you just don't know anything about it.

Middle-aged men have been here for many years, and they have become a school of their own.

Since Lin Fan came in, he has been watching silently beside him.

When he saw Lin Fan's gaze attracted by the waste dog in the corner, he had decided in his heart that this person was simply a white man, that is, a fool who didn't understand anything.

As long as it is a person with some vision, who will pay attention to a waste dog? Isn't that your head squeezed the door?

How can Lin Fan not know what a middle-aged man thinks?

Just as he was babbling around, Lin Fan had quietly taken out his phone and said in a low voice: "Little assistant, help me test it. What potential does this black shell have?"

The voice just fell, and an indifferent reminder sounded in Lin Fan's mind.

[The test is completed, the breeds of Shoushanhounds, descendants of the wolf tribe and the Shoushanhound, fighting strength level 10, comprehension ability of the wolf king's deterrence, characteristics of strong combat effectiveness, agility and agility, shortcomings... not subject to discipline, difficult to train! 】

After hearing the game assistant, the test result is given.

Lin Fan was shocked, as he had guessed.

From the moment he saw this black shell, he felt a little bit familiar.

That's right, just like the generals and marshals at home.

They all carry the breath of a dog king, but the black shell right now is still a hybrid of the mountain dog and the wolf race? This is no wonder.

Lin Fan nodded and said with a smile: "Dude, do you want to sell this dog?"

"Sell?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was startled.

After a short pause, he nodded quickly: "Brother, you want to buy it? Okay, no problem. Anyway, we are planning to dispose of it. If you really want it, I will give you two thousand dollars. But when I go back, If there is any problem, I am not responsible for it!"

He has never put Lin Fan in his eyes, he has always thought he was the little attendant next to Wei Wu, so he didn't speak very politely.

Lin Fan smiled and nodded: "Two thousand yuan, right? All right!"

After speaking, he counted out two thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Upon seeing this, Wei Wu was a little confused.

"Xiao Fan, you are..."

"Haha, Old Wei, can you trust me?" Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Nonsense, don't believe you, can I bring you here?" Wei Wu said with a frown.

"That's okay, you will use the black shell I just bought to try it later, and then we will leave with it, how about?" Lin Fan said with a smile.

"This..." Wei Wuyi frowned, a little hesitant in his heart.

Needless to say from a middle-aged person, he himself can see that the black shell is thin and weak, and has no fighting spirit. If you really want to choose it, don't you just wait to lose money?

For people who have reached Wei Wu's status, money is no longer a big deal to him.

But if I really want to lose, I still feel a little unhappy.

However, after seeing Lin Fan's firm expression.

After thinking about it for a while, he nodded and said, "No problem, just do what you said and choose it to play!"

Hearing this, Lin Fan smiled.

And the middle-aged man who was counting money next to him smiled coldly and said in his heart: Choose this waste dog? Then you just wait to lose money, hehe...