Rural Friends Circle

"Tang Feng, this way." Just after entering the dog fighting arena, a voice came from the stands. Following the voice, Cheng Fei was waving at this side on the second-floor stands.

"Let's go over there." Tang Feng said to Lin Mengjia, and led the two big dogs to the stands.

At this time, Cheng Fei was chatting with two middle-aged men on the stands. Next to the two middle-aged men, there was a big dog squatting. The two big dogs were surprisingly big, and they looked no shorter than Erha.

Not only the size, but the key is the mouth, which is very broad, and the limbs are strong and powerful. You can tell at a glance that it is a pure-blooded top-grade fighting dog.

"Tang Feng, why didn't you bring your pit bull here?" Cheng Fei looked at the two big dogs beside Tang Feng and asked.

"That guy has been lazy these two days, so I let him reflect on his mistakes at home." Tang Feng said with a smile.

Hearing his words, Cheng Fei was stunned for a moment, then grinned and laughed out loud.

"This big dog looks familiar. How come it looks like Zhou Kun's Tosa Fighting Dog? Could it be that Tosa Fighting Dog?" He looked at the Tosa Fighting Dog beside Tang Feng again and asked uncertainly.

"Yes, it's that one." Tang Feng nodded with a smile.

After getting his affirmative answer, Cheng Fei's eyes were wide open. The Tosa Fighting Dog left a deep impression on him. In his impression, the Tosa Fighting Dog was not so big. How come it has grown so much in such a short time?

What did Tang Feng feed the Tosa Fighting Dog? Not only did it recover from all the injuries, but it also grew taller and bigger. Now it looks more ferocious and powerful than before.

"This... Is this a Husky? My goodness, there are such big Huskies in the world." The middle-aged man on Cheng Fei's left lowered his head and looked at Erha, full of surprise and said.

Erha squatted beside Tang Feng, tilted his head, looked at the middle-aged man with a very * eyes, and made a soft humming sound, that expression seemed to say, are you talking about me?

Seeing Erha's expression, Lin Mengjia and her sister couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Tang Feng, you brought your Husky here, don't you want it to participate in the dog fighting competition?" Cheng Fei asked uncertainly.

"Of course." Tang Feng reached out and touched Erha's head. The guy quickly put his head up, then closed his eyes, with an intoxicated expression.

Cheng Fei and the two people next to him looked at each other. They have been playing dog fighting for some years. This is the first time they have seen someone bring a Husky to participate in a dog fighting competition. Although this Husky looks much bigger than ordinary Huskies, it can't hide its inherent * nature.

"Tang Feng, can your Erha do it?" Cheng Fei looked at Erha and asked doubtfully.

"Woof woof" Before Tang Feng could speak, Erha didn't dare to bark, staring at Cheng Fei and roaring fiercely. Obviously, this guy was very dissatisfied with Cheng Fei's suspicion.

Seeing Erha's expression, Cheng Fei was stunned for a moment.

"By the way, it didn't understand what I said, did it?" Cheng Fei looked at Tang Feng in disbelief and asked.

As soon as he said this, Erha turned his head and rolled his eyes at him. That look was clearly contempt.

This time, Cheng Fei was completely speechless. Although Erha was smart, he had never seen such a smart one. It was simply a monster.

"Brother Fei, when will the dog fighting competition start?" Standing in the stands, Tang Feng looked around and asked.

"It's almost time. It will start in half an hour." Cheng Fei looked at the time and replied.

Next, it was time to wait. During this time, Tang Feng sat in the stands and looked at the big dogs below. All the dogs that followed their owners to participate in the dog fighting competition today were, without exception, very good-looking fighting dogs, and they were all big.

He secretly asked the middle-aged man who was with Cheng Fei, and the middle-aged man told him that the big dogs that came here to participate in the dog fighting competition were all worth millions, and the price was comparable to a luxury car.

He roughly counted them, and there were no less than two or three hundred fighting dogs that came at this point, which was really spectacular.

Unfortunately, he searched the dog fighting field, but did not see Li Shen and Zhou Kun. It seemed that Li Shen had left Pingyang since the last dog fight. As for Zhou Kun, at this time, he must still be in Yanjing.

"Everyone, please pay attention. Now, friends who come to participate in the dog fighting competition, please bring your beloved dogs to the various registration points to pay the registration fee." A woman's crisp voice sounded in the field.

In the center of the dog fighting arena, dozens of workers were busy. There were seven or eight tables, each with a money detector and a POS machine.

Eight registration points were working at the same time. Even though there were hundreds of people participating in the dog fighting competition today, not much time was wasted. It took about an hour for all the people to complete the registration.

After paying the fee, Tang Feng received two number plates, number 90 and number 91. These two number plates were the numbers of the Tosa fighting dog and Erha after entering the arena.

Each dog participating in the dog fighting competition will have an independent number, and these numbers will be entered into the computer, sorted, and the computer will allocate the matches.

After the registration deadline, all the tables were moved out of the dogfighting arena, and a dozen young men moved the blocks into the arena, dividing the huge dogfighting arena into ten small arenas, so that twenty fighting dogs could compete at the same time.

"The Pingyang Dogfighting Competition is now officially starting." Without any long-winded pre-match ceremony, the beautiful broadcaster directly announced the start of the competition, which made Tang Feng a little uncomfortable.

"Please invite No. 18 and No. 220 to enter the No. 1 dogfighting arena for the competition."

"Please invite No. 88 and No. 312 to enter the No. 2 dogfighting arena for the competition."

"Please invite No. 53..."

When the broadcast announced the numbers and matches of the dogfights, the twenty large computers in the stands were already crowded with people, and everyone placed different amounts of money according to the fighting dogs they liked.

Although the prize money for such competitions is very generous, in fact, the real prize is not in the dog fighting arena, but outside the arena. Often, the prize for this round is several million or even tens of millions.

Tang Feng, who participated in such a large-scale dog fighting competition for the first time, also felt fresh. When 20 fighting dogs entered the arena, he observed them and placed a prize of one million on each of the two fighting dogs he favored in the No. 1 and No. 5 dog fighting arenas.

Although these two fighting dogs were not much different from their opponents in size, Tang Feng could still feel the vigorous vitality and fighting spirit of these two fighting dogs through his keen perception.