Chapter 535 Shameless and Immoral!
"Oh my God! Am I seeing things?! Overlord Hei was killed in an instant?! Killed by a mutt?!"
"Unbelievable! This is simply a miracle! A huge miracle!"
"Damn, no wonder its owner dared to let it fight. This mutt is definitely not an ordinary mutt. Just for this battle, its value far exceeds Overlord Hei, at least worth a million!"
"Nonsense! Only a million? Didn't you see? The mutt basically didn't move, it just bit and killed the charging Overlord Hei in one go! Its bite was fast, accurate, and fierce, and with a shake of its head, it tossed Overlord Hei's body out... Three million! I can offer three million for this dog!"
Watching as the Great General shook out its fur proudly after killing Overlord Hei, its gaze scanning the surroundings, it was like a master standing at the peak, looking down upon the world, yet unable to find a worthy opponent!
The four women, including Nangong Qingcheng, who had been on edge, finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene!
Immediately, they all felt a strong excitement!
"Great General! Amazing!" Chu Feifei cheered, clenching her fists in excitement.
Meanwhile, Nangong Qingcheng and Zhang Qinyao both gave Jiang Feng a deep, meaningful look.
They knew that the Great General couldn't have been this strong originally; it was all because of the barrel of water Jiang Feng gave it, which transformed it and allowed it to instantly kill Overlord Hei!
However, they hadn't seen what Jiang Feng did with that barrel of water to allow the Great General to be reborn after drinking it. Could he be more miraculous?
At the scene, only Jiang Feng's expression remained calm from start to finish.
The Great General, having drunk "Spiritual Water," was like absorbing his two strands of Devouring Sky Demon Qi. Don't mention a Blackback Gorilla; even if a Tiger came, the Great General could still take it down!
"Damn it!" Chang Wei gritted his teeth, his face so dark it was almost dripping water!
His face was full of vicious and sinister expressions!
He didn't care about Overlord Hei being dead; it was worth only 500,000, and there were plenty of such fighting dogs in his dog arena.
What enraged Chang Wei was that he actually lost! His Overlord Hei was killed by a dirty, garbage-like mutt!
It was a slap in the face!
A blatant slap in the face!
It hurt!!
"Young Master Chang, what should we do now?" A muscular man in camouflage clothing asked Chang Wei with a questioning look.
"Damn it, did Overlord Hei not sleep well last night? How could it lose to a mutt, utterly embarrassing me!"
Chang Wei said viciously, "Next, release 'Death God.' I refuse to believe that it can't kill it!"
"This... Young Master Chang, if anything goes wrong with Death God, the boss might not be happy..." The muscular man in camouflage hesitated, somewhat worried.
Although they were ordered by Uncle Zhao to come to the dog arena to avenge the young master, they weren't entirely without concerns!
Death God's value greatly exceeded that of Overlord Hei, and if something went wrong, they would have to bear the blame!
"What are you afraid of? This is my family's dog arena; I make the rules!" Chang Wei, consumed with hate, had a face darker than an Evil Ghost!
"Besides, do you really think Death God can't win against a lowly mutt? What a joke! Death God is one of the dog arena's marquee names! Its fearsome reputation at the Binhe Underground Dog Fighting Arena is second only to General Chang Sheng! If anything happens, I'll take responsibility!"
"Well... alright then." The muscular man in camouflage saw Chang Wei's eyes reddening with determination and had no choice but to nod helplessly.
"Jiang, listen up, that was just a warm-up! It doesn't count! What's coming next is the real show!"
Chang Wei looked at Jiang Feng with a sinister expression, "I swear your lowly mutt will be torn to shreds! Lowly creatures will never make it to the stage!"
"Warm-up? Chang Wei, you're quite good at making excuses for yourself." Jiang Feng sneered disdainfully.
However, Jiang Feng had already anticipated Chang's shamelessness and sophistry. Whatever trouble Chang wanted to stir, Jiang Feng planned to accompany him to the end. Even if he had to wreck Chang's dog arena, it would be of his own doing!
"Bring Death God up!" Chang Wei shouted coldly!
Then, a muscular man in camouflage led a large dog towards the arena.
It turned out to be a Tibetan Mastiff!!
It had a coat of black fur, extremely pure, with perfect looks! Noble and proud!
The Tibetan Mastiff was inherently loyal and protective of its owner, not only the best guard dog for nomadic peoples but also recognized as the best guard dog for kings and tribal chiefs.
They were tall, had a resolute character, were strong and brave, with their wild nature still intact.
The Tibetan Mastiff called "Death God" had an extraordinarily cold gaze, like a beast hungry and thirsty for blood!
Just one look at it, and one would tremble all over, shivering with fear!
"My God! It's Death God! Is Young Master Chang angry? Death God has won 13 consecutive matches at the Binhe Underground Dog Fighting Arena, earning Boss Chang tens of millions in betting money!"
"Death God's worth is heading straight to ten million; it's Boss Chang's treasure."
"Young Master Chang is being too willful, letting Death God fight. If something happens, even Boss Chang would be furious enough to bleed, right?"
"That might be true, but I really can't see Death God losing. That mutt might have some oddities, but how could it possibly compete with Death God? They're not in the same league."
"Exactly, never heard of a mutt winning against a Tibetan Mastiff..."
Listening to these dog-expert audience's discussions, Nangong Qingcheng, Chu Feifei, and the four women instinctively felt uneasy again.
Even if they didn't know much about dogs, they had heard of the notorious reputation of Tibetan Mastiffs!
They were the treasures of Tibetan people, treated as part of the family!
Moreover, on the vast Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, Tibetan Mastiffs were the most loyal and reliable helpers of humans. They were ferocious by nature, loved to fight, and were known to tear apart invading wolf packs while guarding livestock, showcasing their formidable combat power!
The inland Tibetan Mastiffs, once trained by dog trainers, saw a manifold increase in ferocity. That Tibetan Mastiff called Death God resembled a lion!
Poor Great General had just conquered Overlord Hei, and if it were to be crushed by Death God, it would be truly heartbreaking!
Just then, a middle-aged man who couldn't bear to watch suddenly stood up and said to Chang Wei, "Young Master Chang, could you stop this fight? I'm willing to pay five million for that mutt. It's a good dog; don't hurt it."
"Shut up! None of your business! That lowly mutt has to die today, no matter what!" Chang Wei stared viciously, "And tonight, I'm having dog meat!"
"Alas... what's the point of all this?" The middle-aged man could only sigh and sit down, not daring to argue with an evil young master like Chang Wei.
They were spectators, but they genuinely liked dogs, especially good dogs.
True dog lovers wouldn't eat dog meat.
Even in the bloody and brutal underground dog fighting arena, some dogs, when dead, would have funerals and memorials held in their honor.
Arranging floral beds, wooden coffins, soothing music... it was all very ceremonious.
But Chang Wei wanted to eat dog meat, which was typical of someone with no principles or morals, very disgusting.
"Jiang Feng, can the Great General win this time?" Nangong Qingcheng turned her head to look at Jiang Feng and asked.
"Don't worry. The more faith you have in the Great General, the more surprises it will give you!" Jiang Feng replied with a calm smile.