Power of Money novel Chapter 255

Uncle Dong led a stroll around the hunting grounds, and a kennel appeared behind the dense barbed wire.

All kinds of dogs barked in the kennels. Their voices were extremely loud and fierce.

Brazilian mastiff, Italian guard dog, Rowena dog, Caucasian dog, Tibetan mastiff, Dogo Argentine, Pitbull...

All the dogs in the kennel were large-scale and fierce fighting.

Jason wanted to find a Golden Retriever or a Samoyed, but the result was disappointing.

Jason was surprised by the ferocity of these fighting dogs.

They were all tall and mighty and had excellent facial features. In their fierce eyes, there was a bloodthirsty wildness.

Especially when they saw strangers.

The fighting dogs in the kennel were screaming and baring their teeth, as if they were about to rush out and attack Jason.

"Have these dogs been trained?" Looking at the dogs with a grimace, Jason's eyes flickered slightly.

"Yes, they are all trained by special personnel and fed with living creatures every day. They are put in hunting on the mountain at a regular time to ensure that they keep wildness while obeying the breeder' orders."

Jason's reaction to this kennel was beyond Uncle Dong's expectation.

He thought that Jason would be like the two children of Shens and the Chans, who came here for the first time to visit dogs, to tremble with fear, or to hide aside and dare not face the dogs.

It seemed that what happened on FairyHill that night had a great impact on Young Master.

It was no wonder that Lord would hand this matter over to the young master.

Uncle Dong looked at Jason with a hint of praise in his eyes. At the same time, he made a decision secretly.

"Take me to see those guys at noon. I have something to tell them."

As Jason said, he turned sideways and asked Uncle Dong to lead the way.

In the last row of the kennel, Jason saw that van driver, who was locked in a cage, curled up in the corner of the iron cage, and shook violently with his woman in his arms.

It was obvious that the cage in this row was customized.

It was three or four times bigger than the ordinary dog cages.

The driver and the woman were all dirty. They curled up in the corner of the iron cage and looked at a fierce dog who was also tied in the cage by the iron chain in horror.

"This dog is called General. It's pure- blood Dogo Argentino. He's one of the top three fighting dogs here. Up to now, he's been defeated in two fights."

Looking at Jason's eyes sizing up on the dog, Uncle Dong explained.

Dogfight?

Jason probably knew what was going on in the so-called dog fighting game.

It was a kind of folk game that originated from the Song Dynasty. It allowed two dogs to bite and fight until one of them was bitten, or even killed, and finally decided the winner.

In some places, underground dog fighting was very popular, which was also a gambling game.

Even in some remote rural areas, gambling games such as chicken fighting, dog fighting, and even cricket fighting were popular.

This included Jason's hometown. Dogfight games was very popular a few years ago. There were three dogfighting competitions every day. More than a hundred people watched and dozens of gamblers bet. The gamblers bet tens or hundreds of yuan. In the morning, the total gambling amount could reach tens of thousands yuan.

Not to mention the dog fight held by such a top kennel.

The price of a professional fighting dog alone is in the hundreds of thousands to millions. What's more, its gambling value was countless.

However, the dogfighting was extremely bloody and cruel, cowards even did not dare to watch it.

"If we put it in the same cage with man, won't General attack that man?"

Jason saw that the dog did not have any security measurements, but just squatted still like a mountain. He looked at the two people in the cage coldly, and he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It depends on whether we feed it or not," Uncle Dong said with a smile.

"When he's full, he'll naturally behave himself. However, once he gets hungry or in a bad mood, he'll take any living creature in the cage as his hunting target. Beating, chasing, you can imagine it. Once someone enraged General's aggression, the consequences will be terrible..."

"But what if you do not feed him in time?" Jason asked curiously.

"Then you don't have to feed him today," Uncle Dong said.

"Hiss..."

Jason grinned and looked at the two people in the cage.

These two people were still dressed neatly at noon, but their clothes were all smashed now. There were also many scratches and bite marks on their faces and bodies, but they were not fatal. However, it was hard to see the normal people's expressions in their eyes.