Chapter 138 Fighting Dogs

"You said the Black Armored Sean thing was an accident, so I believe it, you said that the newcomer won’t mess around, so I believe it too, then now, come over and say we are safe, this time it’s blood. For the reason of the army master, the newcomer on the hind leg has come to me, how can you tell me how to trust you."

In an underground casino, the man in metal gloves who had attacked Yuji before was standing in front of a chubby boss. He was ordered by Ralph to tell the underground boss in the Burney district, this This time was just an accident, Liu Zhi was not the kind of messy corpse.

  As a result, he had just arrived here on his front foot. Just as an explanation of what happened outside, the chubby casino owner on the back foot heard the news from his younger brother that Liu Zhi went outside his casino alone, as if he was looking for something.

This caused the boss to blow up his hair. They are all in the dark. On the surface, they have a good relationship with the police and did not do anything messy, but who knows what their little brother has done behind the scenes. .

What if the newcomer is messing around and uproots him like Sean Black, so the fat boss said directly to the boxer man: "Go, go to that person to explain clearly. I have nothing here, no blood officer."

At this time, Liu Zhi didn’t know that he had scared people. He found it according to the address given by Victor. He said that there would be ten to fifteen dog fights every day, and those fighting dogs died. Most of them are sold for meat. If Ryuzhi wants the dead dog's body, this is the best choice.

  If Liu Zhi does not want dead dogs, but alive puppies, the boss here will also have corresponding channels.

  But when he got here, he found that the waiters here were repelling himself. No matter what he asked, there were always people who couldn’t tell.

Looking around, Liu Zhi felt a faint breath of death. This is the result of frequent deaths nearby, although the dead should be dealt with by the corpse officer, not like the black armored Sean. It was directly used to fill the silt pit, but the slight lifelessness here can prove that more people died here.

  As for those fighting dogs that are not human, no one cares about them at all. The thick murderous intent and death aura are already a bit too strong.

While Liu Zhi was wandering around here, the boxing man finally ran out. He ran in front of Liu Zhi and asked quite politely: "Mr. Sandro, what are you doing here? Can I help you with something?"

Liu Zhi glanced at the boxer man, and then he remembered. He should be the person in the 11th innings, he should be a professional, he may occupy his own identity usually, and his relationship with Ralph is not very good. Want to be an enemy of yourself, but how could he appear here now?

  Yuzhi hadn’t spoken yet, the boxing man said again: “Mr. Sandro, I’m here to send a message to the boss here, and Chief Ralph said you promise you won’t mess around again.”

When the    boxing glove man said this, Liu Zhi came to understand. He screamed, and then said helplessly: "You tell the boss here, I want him to fight the dead dog's body every day."

"This one……"

   "Why, are you embarrassed?" Liu Zhi asked in a puzzled manner.

"These fighting dog corpses are used for other purposes. Some are fed to newborn fighting dogs, and some are made into food and sold to diners. Because those fighting dogs grew up taking medicine, they can improve some of their abilities. It’s just one or two, they may sell, but it’s a bit difficult to buy them all."

   Listening to these words, Liu Zhi also understood, "What about the puppies of the fighting dog?"

  "This is also difficult. Their family is famous for fighting dogs. In order to prevent others from stealing their creatures, their fighting dogs will not be sold if they are alive."

  "What about dogfighting?" After two consecutive requests did not receive a positive response, Liu Zhi was also a little annoyed.

"There are non-fighting dogs. They sell non-fighting dogs, but most of them are hunting dogs. By the way, there are some large dogs. The large dogs can run on the swamp with a cart. Good working dogs."

   Seeing that Liu Zhi's face had become ugly, the glove man quickly explained.

   Thinking of his own training manual for the rot-skin cannibal wolf, Liu Zhi suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, "Then among these dogs that can be sold, is there a better breed?"

   "I can't say this clearly, so let me take you to see the boss here and see if he has anything to say."

   Speaking of this, the glove man hesitated and said: "But you wait to see something wrong, don't mess around, Buniel area can't be messed up."

Liu Zhi gave the glove man a glance. He felt as if he was regarded as a saboteur, but he did such a big thing on the first day after he came, and most people should guard against Liu Zhi no matter how bad their nerves are. One hand.

  Understanding, Liu Zhi was also a little speechless. He didn't expect that he would be guarded like this.

  But fortunately, the glove man is somewhat of a face here, and soon Liu Zhi met the chubby boss.

  The boss calls himself Yozf. It can be seen that his strength is close to the critical point of an extraordinary professional, which means that he is only close to becoming a job candidate.

  However, this step should have stuck him for many years, and he has never taken this step.

  After seeing Liu Zhi, Yozf was surprised by Liu Zhi's youth, and then asked Liu Zhi's intentions.

  After hearing that Yanagi wanted the corpses of fighting dogs or fighting dogs, his reaction was the same as the glove man, saying that there was no way to sell these to Yanagi, but he was still willing to sell ordinary non-fighting dogs.

   And he took out a list of some puppies, which wrote some dog breeds and prices.

  Liu Zhi took a serious look. He noticed that there seemed to be missing some more important dog breeds, and he asked this question.

Yozf hesitated, and finally he sighed, "This is actually the goal of my profession. I was originally a dog patroller, and my promotion standards trained an extraordinary fighting dog, but I didn’t mean it. I got a book in which I used a variety of fighting dogs to crossbreed, and then through constant fighting to breed new and powerful fighting dogs, it may even be an extraordinary level when I was born. For this, I dragged it for nearly four times. Ten years."

Having said that, Yozf held down the list with his hand, staring at Yanji’s eyes and said, “The above is what I use now for fighting dogs. Those that may be combined successfully, I’m sorry, I won’t sell it to your."

  (End of this chapter)