Many fighting dogs will be abandoned by their owners after losing, even if they survive by chance, so Suo Ye did not find Lang Wenzhe's reaction strange.
At this moment, Abe Okamon grabbed the crowbar, raised it high above his head, and hit Satan hard in the abdomen, shouting:
“Kulusao! Baka!”
Mr. Suo looked at the crazy little Japanese, raised his eyebrows, and shouted:
"How dare you! Stop him!"
Several staff members stepped forward and held Abe Okamon to prevent him from going crazy.
Abe Okamon shook off the staff's control and said in awkward Chinese:
"It bit Sasuke to death, I'll take revenge!"
Master Suo snorted coldly:
"What the hell, Ying Er? Revenge? It's a fair fight, the winner is king and the loser is a bandit, life and death are determined by fate! It's not your biological father who died, why are you pretending to be a filial son!"
When everyone present heard what Suo Ye said, they all showed mocking expressions and looked at Abe Okamon as if he were a fool.
Seeing that the other party had more people and more power, Abe Okamon was actually very aware of the situation. He did not refute anymore. Instead, he bowed slightly to Master Suo and stood obediently next to Master Hou.
Qingshan rolled his eyes. He was insulted like that, but he still bowed. How shameless!
"Mr. Lang, don't you want this wolfhound anymore?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person who spoke was the little girl sitting in the corner. She was really pretty with a delicate face and beautiful eyebrows. She was so pretty!
When Lang Wenzhe heard Qingshan ask this, he quickly put on a smile:
"Senior, Satan is too badly injured. Even if he is revived, he probably won't be able to fight again. Why not just let him go?"
Qingshan spit in his heart: You seem so compassionate!
"Can you give it to me?"
"Oh? Senior likes it? Why didn't you tell me earlier? If I had known you were interested in Satan, I wouldn't have agreed to the competition and would have given it to you long ago!"
Qingshan Yile, with a teasing look in his eyes, said:
"Haha, if that's the case, I wouldn't dare take it. But it's of no use to Young Master Lang now, so why don't you give it to me?"
"Of course, but this..."
Lang Wenzhe pointed at the bully, meaning: If it doesn't let go, it will bite me to death soon, and there's nothing I can do!
"If I can separate the two of them, will Satan be mine?"
Lang Wenzhe nodded, but Lou Shao pretended to be noncommittal and said:
"Little girl, separate your ways! You can't hurt my dog!"
When Qingshan smiled, Abe Okamon and Hou Shao's eyes lit up.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely make it give up on its own. Master Suo, could you please be a witness for me, to prevent anyone from regretting and denying their responsibility later?"
Seeing the girl's pure and graceful demeanor, Master Suo felt a certain fondness for her and nodded.
"Don't worry, little girl. I still have some prestige in Hong Kong Island. I'm here to testify for you today. Anyone who dares to go back on their word is denying face to me, Wang Jinsuo!"
After saying that, he stared around with his big copper-bell eyes, and finally stopped at Lang Wenzhe. Everyone was startled when they heard what Suo Ye said, and Lang Wenzhe even coughed a few times in embarrassment.
When Satan fell to the ground, his head was facing Qingshan. Qingshan saw the pain, unwillingness and grievance in the big black wolf's eyes, so he felt pity and decided to save it.
Qingshan transferred some spiritual power to Satan from a distance. Otherwise, how could a plague dog like Satan last so long and still be alive?
Qingshan thanked Master Suo, walked to the bully, took out a handful of medicine powder from his pocket, and sprinkled it on its face.
The bully, who was not afraid of even the crowbar just now, wrinkled his nose, vomited the flesh in his mouth, sneezed and cried, and ran to the sidelines to cough for a long time.
Lou Shao was shocked and shouted, "What did you use on the bully? I bought the bully from the United States at a high price. Can you afford to pay for hurting it?"
Zhan Feng also yelled, "Bullshit! Isn't my Zhan family richer than your Lou family? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kick it to death and make soup for my master!"
Lou Qikang shrank his neck and dared not say a word. He knew Zhan Feng's skills and temper, and he knew he could really do it.
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