Urban Ace Bodyguard

Chapter 1240 - 1315: Still Showing Off at Over Seventy

Everyone present watched Lin Hai and the old man with a look of idiocy.They thought Lin Hai must be severely brain-damaged.

As for that old man, he was ridiculously arrogant, attempting to use a useless dog to challenge Wu Ji's well-trained war dogs. Was it a joke?

"A nearly dead, mangy local dog trying to take on a professional fighting dog?"

"Sigh, I used to wonder what kind of deity Demon Young Master's brother really was. Now it seems the rumors are indeed unreliable." Someone mockingly jibed at Lin Hai.

"I'm curious to see how many seconds that local dog will last."

"Seconds? At most one second, since even getting bitten to death takes time, haha."

Some people, jealous of Lin Hai's sudden status as Super Young Master, mocked him mercilessly.

Ouyang Xiaoya and other women clenched their little fists in anger, wanting to rush up and argue, but Lin Hai stopped them with a gesture.

"There's no point in arguing; I prefer to prove the truth with strength." Lin Hai said calmly with a smile.

Wu Ji said contemptuously, "Alright, Young Master Lin, I'll show you what strength means later."

"Okay, but to save time, feel free to let all three of your dogs come at once." Lin Hai repeated his suggestion.

"Are you sure?" Wu Ji felt he should reassess Lin Hai's intelligence.

"I never repeat a confident proposal."

Lin Hai's behavior deeply angered Wu Ji.

"You'll regret this. Let's start."

After pausing, Wu Ji added, "I'll bet two billion on this match. Thanks for doubling my pocket money."

"I'm happy too, at least today you'll lose two billion." Lin Hai grinned recklessly.

For some reason, despite Wu Ji feeling confident in victory, Lin Hai's words riled him up significantly.

"Soon you'll see the result, I hope you don't lose too miserably."

"Why don't you go eat crap?" Lin Hai retorted.

"You!"

Wu Ji's face turned ashen, eager to start the match.

Soon, the old gentleman led Tie Zhu into the circular dog fighting arena.

Tie Zhu lazily lay on the ground, yawning twice.

At a distance on the opposite side were three iron cages, housing Wu Ji's fighting dogs, barking fiercely through the cages, filled with murderous intent.

"Lin Hai, are you really confident?" Ouyang Xiaoya got closer and asked.

"Tie Zhu absolutely won't let me down, just like my little Tie Zhu never lets me down, hehe."

Ouyang Xiaoya rolled her eyes at the beast, who never forgets about such things even at critical moments, it seems there's no changing him.

"Lady Luck always smiles upon us." Lin Hai tried to ease his wife's anger.

If Lady Luck were female, Ouyang Xiaoya felt Lin Hai was probably insulated from luck, but he could easily gain the favor of the Goddess of Lust.

"The match begins!"

Wu Ji showed Lin Hai no face at all and disregarded everything else, directly releasing all three dogs in response to Lin Hai's boast.

As the chains and cages were unlocked, making creaking sounds, the dogs' barking intensified.

The vicious dogs dashed out, heading directly towards Tie Zhu without hesitation.

The Ghost Mastiff barked furiously at Tie Zhu.

Tie Zhu lazily yawned.

"Biting dogs don't bark." That was the old gentleman's saying, but to the audience, it sounded more like an excuse.

After barking a few times, the Ghost Mastiff viciously pounced on Tie Zhu.

Everyone seemed to envision Tie Zhu's imminent tragic death in the next second.

Splat—

Tie Zhu raised a paw and casually slapped, knocking the aggressive Ghost Mastiff to the ground.

The Ghost Mastiff's original "woof woof" sound immediately turned into sniveling, pleading whines like a bullied, aggrieved little wife.

Another vicious dog charged forward. Lin Hai recalled it was allegedly a Russian crossbreed with wolf lineage.

Tie Zhu couldn't be bothered to glance at it, shifted slightly, deftly avoiding the attack, then flipped and bit to kill.

Crunch.

Blood-soaked gore instantly appeared; that Russian vicious dog convulsed several times before going straight limp.

"What?!"

"Impossible!"

No one anticipated a leisurely old dog could effortlessly resolve two prestigious vicious dogs within mere moments.

The combined value of those two dogs was at least seven to eight million.

Wu Ji's eyes turned red.

He had bet two billion on this match.

The last foreign vicious dog seemed to realize the danger concealed in Tie Zhu's mundane appearance, refrained from attacking recklessly, cautiously pacing while eyeing Tie Zhu.

"Tie Zhu, wrap it up, then let's head home for dinner," the old gentleman lazily said.

This time, people finally recognized the old man properly.

Tie Zhu seemed to understand human speech, rushed at the last vicious dog without hesitation.

And then, there was nothing more.

The enormous, powerful, sharp-clawed vicious dog didn't last a few moves in front of Tie Zhu, quickly exited life smoothly.

"This..."

"Wow."

"It's resolved just like that?"

Ouyang Xiaoya and others widened their beautiful eyes, their gaze on Tie Zhu changed multiple times.

The entire audience was shocked!

Everyone looked at Lin Hai's calm expression now, hesitated to utter disdain or ridicule.

Wu Ji's face appeared as if he'd been repeatedly assaulted by dozens of overweight ninety-year-old grandmas, nearly making his eyeballs pop.

"Kid, you're way too young."

As Lin Hai walked past Wu Ji, he patted his shoulder.

Wu Ji shivered violently, on the verge of an outburst.

Lin Hai hoped Wu Ji would strike.

But the opponent had rage yet lacked courage, knowing the outcome of attacking Lin Hai might end up like his dogs.

"What kind of dog is that?"

Wu Ji looked at the old gentleman, struggling to ask.

The old man nonchalantly glanced sideways at Wu Ji.

The entire audience perked their ears, curious about Tie Zhu's breed and training to perhaps acquire such an unimposing yet strong fighting dog for dramatic effect.

"Tie Zhu killed Japanese devils back in the day; your bloodless dogs naturally can't beat him," the old gentleman spoke.

Everyone drew a sharp breath at this.

"Tie Zhu has seventeen third-class merits, eight second-class merits, three first-class merits."

The old gentleman's words created further astonishment.

Wu Ji didn't expect this dog had participated in the war.

However, after so many years, even people have died, how is the dog still living?

"What breed is your dog?" Wu Ji asked again, unwilling to give up.

"What breed? Hmm, it's been so long, I've almost forgotten, but I remember back when Tie Zhu hadn't shed, everyone called it 'Lion.'"

Lin Hai rolled his eyes; the old gentleman, over seventy, still showed off, but it was impressively dramatic.