"Aren't you crazy, come out if you have the ability." Chekwen shouted.

Simon came out speechless: "Why are you like a shrew, shameless?"

"If you want to be ashamed, let's be ashamed together."

"Okay, I have something to say, I have to take a shower." Simon was too lazy to talk to him.

"You say that my devil dog is not as good as your dog, but I don't agree."

"Yes, your devil dog is better than mine, I can go back."

"Damn, so perfunctory, do you think I'm a fool?"

"What do you want to do, say it, don't chat like a bitch." Simon said impatiently.

"I'm going to fight a dog with you."

"Dogfighting? Are you sure?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm sure, my two devil dogs will kill your dog in minutes. But you don't have to worry, we only decide the outcome, not life or death."

Simon thought for a moment: "Is there a lottery?"

"You really thought you could win."

"Isn't this nonsense, you really think your dog can beat my dog."

"Isn't this nonsense, I will definitely win you."

"You're so confident, I'm not happy to give you money."

"That's right, don't give free money." Chekwen got excited. He wasn't interested in money but he was interested in dog fighting. He wanted to save face.

"Go to Old John's house and wait. I'll go after taking a shower."

"Don't try to escape, do you know, who wants to come, who is a dog."

"Don't worry, you are a dog, and neither am I."

"Fuck, you're still so tough, I'll see if you can be tough again later." Chekwen scolded and left.

Simon returned home and took a comfortable bath. After washing off his fatigue, he felt relaxed, dressed, and led a cat and three dogs to Old John's manor.

"I thought you ran away." Cheekwen greeted Simon with joy.

"I'm not you."

"You mean I'm going to run away, how is that possible."

"That's what you said, I didn't say it."

Chek's warm teeth were itching, this kid was so irritating, he swallowed hard.

"Fight the dogs for a while, I'll see if you can be tough."

"I can be tough at any time, but you won't be." Simon said lightly, and cast his eyes down.

Chekwen immediately understood, and Simon meant something: "I can be hard at any time, harder than an iron rod."

"Iron rod, isn't that medicine, I remember you took it."

Cheekwen's expression suffocated, when Simon went to see him for the first time, wasn't it caused by the iron rod medicine?

What the **** do I mention about iron rods, steel, steel bars, don't they all mean the same thing, fuck, my mouth.

"You are so promiscuous at your age, it's not a normal thing, and I won't look down on you." Simon patted his shoulder with a tone of understanding, but Chekwen's teeth were itchy.

"I'm tough, old man."

"Don't lie to yourself, I'm a doctor who won't look down on you just because you're not tough. I happen to have a cure here. For the sake of knowing, I'll give you a 10% discount. Treat, don't delay your illness."

"Fuck, I'm not sick."

"Okay, okay, you're all right." Simon waved his hand perfunctorily.

Cheek was so hot that he almost drew his gun.

Old John came over to persuade him with a headache on his face: "Stop arguing, everyone is big and old. Is it interesting to quarrel?"

Simon shrugged, Cheekwen took a deep breath, spit out the turbid air in his lungs, and looked at Simon with more and more bad eyes.

"Don't delay, dog fighting."

He's no match for Simon when it comes to bullshitting, so he can't wait to get his face back in dogfighting.

"Do you really want to fight dogs?" Old John frowned. When he invited Cheekwen over today, he planned to reconcile the two, but the current situation is contrary to his purpose.

"Of course he will fight, he promised."

Old John looked at Simon, he knew that as long as Simon bowed his head and confessed his mistake, the matter would be over.

"Simon, Chekwen's two dogs are devil dogs, real monsters. Although your three dogs are unusual, they're still a little short of the devil. Devil dogs are wild and hard to tame. It's worth it, I think it's fine, what do you think?"

"Old John, don't worry, my dog ​​is no worse than his devil dog, I have confidence in them." Simon said indifferently.

Old John wanted to say something, but Chekwen spoke first: "That's right, if you bowed your head just now, I would look down on you."

"It doesn't affect me at all if you look down on it." Simon pursed his lips.

"You are awesome, what are you waiting for, hurry up and fight the dog." Cheekwen was gasped again.

"Wait, before the dog fight, discuss the lottery first." Simon came to the lottery.

"No matter how big you want to play, I will accompany you." Che Kewen patted his chest, arrogant.

"Fair enough, let's play 150,000." Simon threw the bag in his hand on the table, which contained stacks of Red Eagle coins.

This hand stunned Cheekwen and Old John~lightnovelpub.net~ This is not a small lottery.

In their eyes, Simon's three dogs are definitely incomparable to the magic dog. They really didn't expect Simon to play so big.

"Looks like you have a lot of confidence in your dog."

"Of course, if you can't win, who will fight dogs with you."

"Okay, I'll take the bet. But I don't have so much cash in my hand. How about I owe it first?"

"No problem, you are a rich man, so you won't be fooled for the mere 150,000 yuan."

"Okay, the venue is ready, let's go."

Old John's manor had cleared an open space and made a circle fence with wooden stakes, surrounded by Checkwin's bodyguards and old John's bodyguards.

Chekwen's bodyguard pulled a demon dog into the circle and untied the chain around its neck. The demon dog regained its freedom and paced in the circle, looking at the surrounding crowd with fierce eyes.

Those bodyguards looked solemn and stressed, and for a monster, this small fence could not stop it.

The bodyguards held iron rods in their hands, and some even put their hands on the pistols around their waists, for fear that the magic dog would rush out and hurt people.

"It's your dog's time to go in." Cheekwin's face was full of smiles.

Simon squatted down, raised the robber's ears and said, "Robber, do you see the dog inside? Beat it, and you will be able to eat every meal in the future."

The robber's eyes lit up, and he looked at Simon as if to confirm whether it was true or not.

"Beat it, eat a full meal, eat a lot of meat, drink and smoke, I said."

The robber immediately became excited, ran to the circle with high fighting spirit, jumped over, entered the circle, and looked at the devil dog with a pair of eyes, full of hostility and fighting spirit.