Lang Wenzhe was going crazy. He never dreamed that Satan could lose to such a fat, stupid dog. He had to return the 20 million before it even warmed up? How could this be possible!
Lang Wenzhe roared with a red face and thick neck:
"Satan! Stand up! Get rid of it!"
As Lang Wenzhe had hoped, Satan struggled to stand up, but the bully dog was like a large dog bell, hanging on Satan's neck and throat with its strong upper and lower jaws, and its four bow legs were curled up, as if concentrating all its strength on its mouth.
The bully looked small, but was actually a solid lead ball, very heavy. Satan used all his strength to stand up and moved his neck hard, but the bully did not move at all. Instead, his upper and lower jaws intertwined like a snake swallowing something, and he bit more skin and hair into his mouth.
Satan felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing, and fell to the ground again.
Although the bully's small teeth could not bite through Satan's throat, it could stuff the flesh of Satan's neck into its mouth bit by bit, tightening Satan's throat. If Satan could not struggle free, he would surely be strangled to death.
Lang Wenzhe's eyes were red, and he wanted to rush to the edge of the arena to cheer Satan on, but was stopped by Suo Ye.
Only then did Lou Shao reveal a smug smile, shook the Burgundy in his glass, and raised his glass to Lang Wenzhe again, which made Lang Shao so angry that he gritted his teeth.
This bully of Lou Shao is a star fighting dog in the American gambling city. He has no rivals in Las Vegas with his throat-locking and heavy-weight skills. After watching its competition, Lou Shao fell in love with it and bought it back at a high price.
Because its appearance is so confusing, Lou Shao uses it to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, and often wins other people's prizes.
As the bully stuffed more and more flesh into his mouth, Satan's breathing became more and more difficult. The worst thing was that the steel needle that was hit into the back of his head near his spine by the Tibetan Mastiff had shifted again, and as the flesh was pulled and squeezed, it sank into the gap between the vertebrae.
Satan's limbs, which had been flapping and struggling just now, suddenly stopped at the same time. His body was stiff like a specimen, and he lay on the ground, allowing the bully to continue to strangle him.
Lang Wenzhe closed his eyes and cursed in his heart, twenty million was gone!
Lang Wenzhe saw Satan's reaction just now and knew that the effect of the acupuncture had worn off. Satan was at his wit's end and there was no hope of a comeback.
Dog fighting does not necessarily have to end to the death. The winner can be determined when one side is unable to fight back.
Seeing Satan lying on the ground as if dead, with his tongue turning purple due to lack of oxygen, Master Suo knew that this wolf-dog was beyond saving, and immediately declared that Lou Shao's bully had won.
The audience did not expect that the bully would overwhelmingly defeat Satan in this fight. It ended without seeing many exciting biting scenes. They vented their dissatisfaction loudly and, under the guidance of the staff, left the venue one after another to rest and wait for the next performance.
Young Master Lou took the check from Master Suo and said to Lang Wenzhe with a smile:
"Mr. Lang, thank you for letting me go. Thank you for letting me go——! Haha"
Lang Wenzhe snorted and thought to himself, why are you so proud? Even if your American bully wins, he will be infected with dog distemper. Go back and wait for death!
Mr. Suo asked someone to use a crowbar to separate the two dogs, but no matter how hard he tried, the bully's mouth was bleeding and he just wouldn't let go.
Suo Ye had no choice but to say to Lou Shao: "Lou Qikang, the game is over, pull your dog away!"
Lou Shao still had a smiling face, spread his hands and said:
"Master Suo, it's not that I don't want to pull it, it's really because the bully is too willful and won't stop until he bites you to death! Otherwise, even if I pry off its teeth, it won't let go of its mouth, and it won't even listen to me!"
Mr. Suo asked Lang Wenzhe, "What do you say?"
If Lang Wenzhe insists on separating the two dogs and saving Satan, he can also use violence to forcibly separate them. If the bully is injured in the process, Lang Wenzhe will be responsible for compensation.
But Lang Wenzhe knew that Satan was doomed to die, so there was no need to waste money. He also planned to let the bully bite for a while longer so that the dog would get canine distemper as soon as possible, so he shook his head and indicated that it was not necessary.
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