Chen Ergou dislikes Dobermans and also doesn't like the modern American killing machine, Pitbull. He especially detests Tosas and only likes Black Panthers and White Bears, these two mountain guard dogs. As for foreign breeds, he can barely accept those similar to Shandong Hua Tuo or Shaanxi Xiaoquan, such as Alaskan Malamutes or German Shepherds. In his opinion, a dog that doesn't have some fur and doesn't resemble its wild wolf ancestors can't be called a dog.

  The first match was between two dogs, also known as a "public trial" for Chen Ergou. The competitive quality of the dog fights at Wei Gonggong's arena is almost on par with international professional matches. There is a rule here that the owner of the fighting dog can enter the iron cage and there will be no referee inside to direct the fight. Unlike ordinary dog fights, which separate the two dogs every few minutes for a "half-time break", this place does not do so. In order to increase the intensity and excitement of the dog fight, once the dogs start fighting, they cannot stop until one is defeated or killed. The dogs themselves have the characteristic of not stopping unless an external force intervenes, so in this arena, it will never happen that a match lasts for one or two hours. A dog being bitten to the point of complete immobility or death means victory or defeat has been decided.

  Chen Yuanshu saw dog fighting for the first time, initially excited, but as the two pit bulls in the iron cage were stimulated to unleash their wildness by their masters' shouting, Chen Yuanshu was shocked. Dog fighting was not as powerful and beautiful as she had imagined, but rather pure madness and biting violence, amplified infinitely at this moment. The two pit bulls even crashed into each other, biting each other's necks and twisting, and after just 2 minutes, they were both covered in blood. In the corner of the iron cage, the men who accompanied the fighting dogs were red-eyed and shouting, Chen Er Gou turned his head and whispered to Chen Yuanshu, whose face was pale: "That's 'calling dog', sometimes dog fighting is not just a war between two dogs, but also requires someone to use a shovel. Sometimes when two dogs bite each other, they won't let go, so you need to use a shovel to pry them apart, that's called 'breaking dog', it's all about technique."

  Chen Yuanshu almost didn't dare to look again, and nervously asked: "Then when my turn comes up on the stage, do I have to go 'call the dog' too? I won't be able to do it, besides I don't even dare to enter the cage."

  At this moment, Chen Yuanshu is no longer the powerful woman who dominated the business world. Once the cloak of power and wealth are stripped away, the inherent weakness of women compared to men becomes apparent. In the end, the war between men and women can only be won in bed, and if you can't win there, then feminism is just a decorative pillow that will be torn apart with one poke.

  "Sister, of course I'll help you shout, it's only right that I help you win the next round. You go up there and say what? A big beauty like you appearing in a dog fighting arena is already unconventional, if you go on stage again, won't you scare the men in the audience to death? Except for Master Wei, not many people dare to get on stage themselves to call out dogs, it's not uncommon for fighting dogs to injure people during matches. If you're not skilled, it's better not to go on stage. The two on stage now are definitely professional dog trainers, these people don't earn low salaries, winning one match can earn them a lot of money."

  Chen Yuanshu felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders and let out a deep breath of relief.

  In just 12 minutes, the winner and loser were decided. Although it was brief, the process was extremely bloody. A yellow pitbull's neck had a hole bitten out of it, lying in the corner gasping for breath. The winning black pitbull wasn't much better off either, with its head covered in fresh blood, flesh mangled. After the match ended, both dogs were taken away from the scene by their respective owners.

  Because here you can buy all the games at once, so there is no need to leave the field and take out money again, which saves a lot of trouble. The second game was between two dogs, Chen Yuanshu looked like she didn't suit watching the bloody and cruel dog fighting, after one game, not only did she not get used to it, but her face also became more and more difficult to look at. Chen Er Gou asked if she wanted to leave the field and take a break, Chen Yuanshu shook her head because the next game was about to start, and it was her turn to compete. Chen Er Gou saw that she couldn't bear to watch the two dogs fighting on stage, so he casually talked about some knowledge related to dog fighting. "Raising fighting dogs is like running a casino without a license, both are risky but profitable, only people like Wei Ye can make it work in Nanjing where the foundation of dog fighting is not good. The most famous professional dog fighter is Du Dabao from Henan, who has a very famous dog arena in Zhengzhou, and Wei Ye's dogs were bought from there. Actually, dog fighting is just about making one dog fierce and cruel, the method is very brutal, first tie the dog to a wooden stake, then hire someone to whip it with a stick to stimulate its ferocity. Dog fighting is a dead-end road, not many dogs have a good ending. My black leopard today was just let out to stretch its muscles, I didn't plan to make it fight, after all, it's a female dog, if it were a male white bear, that would be different, that guy is born to be a fighting dog, we don't need to take it to the mountain, it will go on its own and chase wild boars in the mountains. The wild boars in our Heilongjiang province are not ordinary beasts, they have thick skin, rough meat, strong bodies, and big tusks, only dogs that dare to fight them can be considered good dogs."

  Just as Chen Ergou was relieving Chen Yuanshu's chest congestion, he didn't know that the focus of conversation among the five or six people on the opposite viewing platform had already shifted from the fighting dogs to him. Among the crowd were Wu Huang, Xu Beichen, Tan Xin and Duan Yao, as well as two men who were about the same age as Wu Huang. Duan Yao stared intently at Chen Ergou's face, which wasn't particularly clear, and said: "Sister Tan, the more I look, the more he looks like that scoundrel. Don't think that just because he's dressed up nicely, I won't be able to recognize him. Even if he were turned into ashes, I could still tell it's him."

  "Is it really that coincidental?" Tan Xin laughed lightly and said, still not daring to believe it. If it weren't for Xiao Dou's loud shouting and jumping around, she and Wu Huang wouldn't have thought of it either. In her impression, the man nicknamed "Er Gou" was just a migrant worker from Northeast China who had escaped from Shanghai and come to Nanjing, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be sitting in this dog fighting arena laughing and chatting with them a year later. Moreover, Wu Huang said that the woman next to him might be Chen Yuanxu, the eldest daughter of the Chen family.

  In retrospect, life can indeed be seen as a book at times, but it's also a realistic one that cannot be too exaggerated. The cliché of "three days apart and looking at each other with new eyes" is quite common. Back in college, she had invested in several classmates, not just Wu Huang and Xu Beichen, the two men who stood out later on. There were many others whom she had looked up to in varying degrees, but ten years later, some became white-collar workers doing 9-to-5 jobs, some became drivers, and even some became laid-off workers. In the end, it seemed that only Wu Huang and Xu Beichen, who came from well-off families, managed to stand out.

  "Are your eyes really that good?" Wu Huang was also skeptical.

  Suspected Du Yihua itched her teeth and danced with her claws, finally she could only sulkily gnaw on a piece of fruit.

  "Chen Yuanshu, I seem to have heard of this name in a Beijing-Tianjin Maserati car club." Xu Beichen's interest was clearly not on the "Second Dog" who stabbed Zhao Kunpeng with a knife, but rather on Chen Jia's eldest daughter, who could feel a strong and beautiful aura from afar.

  "Yes, she indeed has a Maserati." Wu Huang nodded and said.

  "This woman is very interesting." Tan Xin smiled and said, "Bei Chan, if you can stay in Nanjing for a few days, I advise you to get to know her. She's a woman with a gentle exterior and a strong interior. In several cities along the southeastern coast, she has a group of die-hard fans who are all wealthy and eligible bachelors. They all have the attitude that they won't marry anyone else but her. There's a reliable rumor that one of the young masters from the Beijing-Tianjin circle came to Jiangsu to make his fortune several years ago and fell in love with her. The two of them sped from Nanjing to Shanghai, but surprisingly, it was the young master who lost. He was willing to admit defeat and returned to the north on the same day, giving up his promising future. It's also a beautiful story."

  "This I know, that guy is called Ye Yan Zhao. Nowadays in Beijing and Tianjin, it's not popular to call someone a 'prince' like a street rat. You can say he's a bit higher than me, a first-class young master." Xu Bei Chan said with self-mockery, "So to speak, Chen Yuanshu is really something, many young ladies from good families dream of warming the bed and having children for Ye, what a big face she has."

  "You have so many northern flower enthusiasts?" Tan Xin smiled and said.

  "That's because you've never seen the good stuff from us northerners." Xu Beichen winked and smiled, "Guys like Wu Huang, typical Jiangsu men, are too refined but lack grandeur. Even if they're strong, they look scrawny with thin arms and legs, no sense of security at all. Unlike you, I mean, just look at your broad chest. Let me tell you, don't be a frog in the well, thinking that guys like Wu Huang represent all the good men in China. If you have the chance, come to the north and take a look around, I'll show you what real northern men are like. I told you about my distant relative Li Shihai, didn't I? The one who told off the chairman of CITIC? We've got plenty of heroes like that in the north, I'm worried you'll be spoiled for choice and won't want to go back to Zhejiang."

  "Really?" Tan Xin covered her mouth and smiled.

  "Bei Chan, even if you want to praise your northern men, don't belittle innocent me, okay? Besides, who knows which university's 10,000-meter race wasn't won by someone behind my butt, only getting second?" Wu Huang laughed and scolded.

  "You're just a bit more enduring than me, which time going out to open a room isn't it always you who raises the white flag and surrenders first? You're still busy brewing with your upper and lower body, that's called explosive power, do you understand?" Xu Beichen said proudly, "If you don't believe it, let's find two more tonight?"

  "You two dare to say such things in front of Duan Yi again, be careful I turn against you." Tan Xin said angrily.

  Wu Huang and Xu Bei Zen exchanged a look as cold as cicadas, the two sworn brothers who could wear one pair of pants in college exchanged a heart-to-heart signal without making a sound.

  "We won almost 500,000 yuan in two games, and it's true that I was right." A group of people bet tens of thousands of chips, all of which were placed by Du Ying. So after winning the money, Du Ying was the most excited. This girl may not lack money at home, but after studying abroad, her monthly living expenses are very tight, and she has not spent a lot of money for a long time. Who doesn't know that Du Ying is a notorious miser? She is now calculating whether she can persuade Tan Xin and Wu Huang to give her some dividend, no matter how much, even if it's only 100 yuan, Du Ying will be happy for several days, after all, this is the money she earned herself.

  "Look!" Dou Ying suddenly shouted.

  A young man in a suit with a smile that was neither hypocritical nor silly, led a Pomeranian into the iron cage. His outfit was clearly not in tune with his opponent who was holding another Pomeranian. Tan Xin and others finally got a clear look at his face, and indeed it was the man from outside the Shanghai bar, with his signature slouchy posture, that damned smile, and that hypocritical face. Du Ying couldn't help but want to rush into the arena and slap him a few times. Tan Xin and Wu Huang exchanged a complex glance.

  Wu Huang immediately thought of the man behind him, like an insurmountable high mountain. The big guy who had been lying in bed for several months after a single punch made Wu feel a mix of emotions, with hatred being only a small part. He also felt a significant amount of respect and admiration. Unlike Zhao Kunpeng, who followed the troops just as a stepping stone, he was still a relatively pure and traditional soldier at his core, despite having been tempered by society for many years.

  Tan Xin's eyes widened in shock, this was the third time this man had brought her an unexpected blow. The first time was the accidental victory outside the bar, the second time was when he stabbed Xiong Zi, and this time, looking at him not only appearing dignifiedly beside Miss Chen, but also fighting with the eagle like a noble son of a large family, Tan Xin couldn't help but laugh and cry as she discovered that if she threw away her initial negative impression and first impression, this man in formal attire walking in with his dog was actually quite likable. His Pomeranian was indeed very fierce.

  "How can you still not be dead." Dou Ying said with a puffed up face and a vicious tone.

  She coincidentally bought Chen Ergou's opponent to win, so she couldn't wait for Chen Ergou's dog to be bitten to death by the opponent, and it would be best if the person was also bitten and disabled.

  Perhaps, when she sees someone being bitten by a dog, she will be unable to bear it, her conscience will awaken, and she will shed tears. But that's just perhaps. The young masters, the wealthy ones, the misses, except for a very small number of extreme cases where they are guilty of heinous crimes, most of them may not necessarily be so evil as to deserve death. However, they rarely have the opportunity to understand some simple truths that ordinary people take for granted, such as how drunk driving can kill, how fighting is against the law, and how taking drugs and visiting prostitutes is a bad thing. Zhao Kunpeng's arrogance is an exception, and Wu Huang's low-key nature is also not common among them. This social class is destined to carry too much superficiality and vanity. Ordinary people may stumble and grow up, but they don't necessarily do so, because they not only know that money can talk, but also have the means to make ghosts grind mills.

  Chen Yuanshu gazed tensely at the two dogs fighting in the arena, her palms sweating, but she finally unconsciously focused all her attention on that man, without even realizing it herself.

  She didn't even know that the man who called her sister had already met with at least two forces.

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