Qingshan suddenly realized, no wonder, it turned out that the ancestors of the Lang family were bannermen!
From ancient times to the present, when it comes to the group that is best at having fun, no one can compare to the Eight Banners descendants of the Qing Dynasty.
Because the descendants of the Eight Banners were not allowed to engage in business or farming from birth, the state paid for their support.
So they were extremely bored, and apart from strolling around the Eight Great Hutongs, they spent the whole day thinking about how to have fun, not only to have fun, but also to know how to have fun.
Take cockfighting and dog fighting for example. On the surface, they emphasize fairness and justice, but in private, in order to win, everyone uses their own unique tricks.
As a descendant of the Eight Banners playboys, it is understandable that Lang Wenzhe understands the skills related to dog fighting and knows some secret methods.
Lang Wenzhe was now in a state of worry and had no mood to chat with Qingshan. He said hastily, "I'm sorry for the poor reception, please feel free to do as you please, senior," and walked to the lounge next to the main house with a frown to make a phone call.
This large, empty house is always filled with fighting animals, and there is a faint smell of blood and stench. Zhan Feng was afraid that Qingshan would be disgusted, so he pulled his master to the VIP room at the front desk. However, Qingshan did not move and gave him a look that said, "Don't be impatient."
Qingshan was very interested in Lang Wenzhe's acupuncture and decided to see for himself.
About ten minutes later, Uncle Quan came back with a small box in his hand. Lang Wenzhe took the box and asked Uncle Quan and a few young men to go in and subdue Satan with a fork first.
Seeing Qingshan and Zhanfeng still here, Lang Wenzhe didn't avoid them, smiled bitterly, and began to seek sympathy:
"Senior, Afeng, I'm placing a big bet on Satan today. If he loses, all of Jiuzun's six months' profit will be wiped out! I'm going to give him some energy boost now, and I hope you two can keep it a secret! After the competition, no matter what the result, I'll give him a thank-you gift. How about that?"
Qingshan snorted: You are planning to use money to keep us quiet. It would be a waste if you don’t take it!
"We two will definitely not tell anyone, but aren't you afraid of being discovered?"
In order to ensure fairness in dog fighting, a middleman is always invited to act as a referee. The choice of the middleman is decided by negotiation between the two fighting parties. The person invited is different each time, but they are all respected and knowledgeable celebrities in Hong Kong Island.
Before the game, the referee will carefully check whether the fighting dogs on both sides have used stimulants and anesthetics. Once anyone is found to have violated the rules, he will be immediately disqualified from the game and will be required to compensate the other party with double the prize money. Therefore, under normal circumstances, no one will take the risk of using illegal drugs.
When Lang Wenzhe heard Qingshan ask this, he puffed out his chest and said proudly:
"Don't worry, senior. This method of mine was passed down from my ancestors and it doesn't violate any rules!"
Qingshan remained silent, waiting to see what Lang Wenzhe would do.
Uncle Quan had Satan's head pinned tightly against the riot fork in the cage. Four young men grabbed one of Satan's legs, and Satan was stretched out like a piece of dog skin and pressed to the ground.
Satan felt Lang Wenzhe approaching, and he really wanted to bite this human to death. Unfortunately, Uncle Quan had his head firmly pinned down, and he couldn't even turn his head. He could only growl in hatred from his throat.
Lang Wenzhe first injected Satan with a dose of atropine. Atropine is not a stimulant drug, but a normal therapeutic drug.
Seeing that Satan was drooling and having blood in his stool, Lang Wenzhe was afraid that people would find out that he had canine distemper, so he used atropine to inhibit fluid secretion and reduce intestinal peristalsis. In this way, Satan stopped drooling and his diarrhea stopped, and he looked like a healthy dog.
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