Chapter 99: Ghost Face Lang

  "Ah!" As the black cloth covering the iron cage fell, when everyone saw what was inside, they almost simultaneously gasped in unison. Wang Xuewu and He Xi's faces also turned pale.

  "Wow! Is this the Ghost-Faced Dog? It's really ugly, no, it's truly terrifying!" The onlookers said with a trembling voice, holding back their shock.

  He Dong did not expect that the other party could actually get a rare Ghost Face Mastiff, this Ghost Face Mastiff was about 1.2 meters tall and over 1.5 meters long, it looked like a small calf at first glance, and with its black long hair, its body size was at least twice as large as an ordinary Tibetan Mastiff.

  But most importantly, its face is mostly white, looking like a ghostly face, and with that bloody big mouth and chilling fangs, it makes everyone who sees it tremble with fear.

  Since the appearance of Gui Mian Ao, Zhou Fu'an's smug expression has never disappeared, and Cheng Tiankuai even began to boast about the great achievements of this Gui Mian Ao.

  "This Ghost-faced Mastiff is a descendant of the authentic Tibetan Mastiff and the Siberian variant of the Wolf King. In its lifetime, it only acknowledges the first person who feeds it as its master. Due to environmental factors, it has an exceptionally ferocious nature. It's said that it once single-handedly wiped out a small wolf pack! And it has bitten three people to death..."

  "Brother Dong! I didn't expect them to bring a Ghost Face Langur!" Wang Xuewu's face showed a bitter smile as he looked at the terrifying creature.

  "Oh no, oh no! The black dog will be bitten to death!" He Xi also became worried.

  Although they had tested Hei Gui's abilities with Tibetan Mastiffs before, Tibetan Mastiffs and Ghost Face Mastiffs are not in the same league, so their worries were normal.

  "Don't worry, the black ghost isn't afraid of it!" He Dong was the one who knew the most about the black ghost's secrets, so he wasn't worried at all.

  After the appearance of Gui Mian Ao, Zhou Fu'an had some embarrassing moments even though he was not on guard. However, he would rather see He Dong and Wang Xuewu lose their composure. But what made him disappointed was that Wang Xuewu's expression was somewhat astonished, while He Dong remained unusually calm.

  "Pose! Pose! I'll see how long you can keep up the act!" Zhou Fu'an thought He Dong was being pretentious, and muttered disdainfully.

  The preparations for dog fighting are very cumbersome, and the dogs need to be bathed and disinfected, etc. By the time all this is ready, He Dong and others have been waiting for a long time.

  This military fan club is indeed a high-end club, with all entertainment equipment available. Even though there was no dog fighting venue before, it was set up as a standard dog fighting venue in the shortest time.

  When the Ghost-faced Dog and the Black Devil were brought to the fighting ground, He Dong suddenly discovered that the person holding the Ghost-faced Dog was just standing behind the young man of the Hua family earlier, and at a glance, he knew it was the Hua family's dog leg.

  "This ghost-faced dog only recognizes one master in its lifetime, and no one else can get close to it. So, the person holding its leash must be its master. Which means this ghost-faced dog was provided by the Huas!" As the Huas became more deeply embroiled, He Dong's sense of crisis grew stronger.

  The ghost-faced dog is said to be led, but in fact it's almost pulling the owner along, especially after entering the fighting dog arena. As soon as he sees the black ghost, if not four people come up together to hold onto the long iron chain, I reckon the ghost-faced dog would have pounced on the leisurely and solitary black ghost opposite him.

  One was full of uncontrolled wildness and ferocity, while the other was as tame as a pet dog, and this had already attracted everyone's attention.

  Although some of the second generation are a bit brainless, they're not stupid. At first, everyone was mocking, but Wang Xuewu actually brought a beautiful Dobermann to participate in the dog fight. Everyone thought Wang Xuewu was looking for death, but when facing the ghost-faced mastiff, even people felt scared, however, the Dobermann in front of them had an air of not being bothered at all, which made people think deeply.

  Hua Yayang couldn't help but take a few more glances at the fearless Dobermann, but he was even more confident in the Ghost-faced Mastiff he had brought with him.

  Because it was a fight to the death, neither side bothered to find an umpire. The two dogs would be locked in a large cage and left to fight until one of them died.

  "Woof!" As soon as the Ghost-Faced Dog was released, it immediately pounced on the Black Ghost.

  "Wow! As expected of the Ghost-Faced Dog, its aura is indeed ferocious!" The sudden attack by the Ghost-Faced Dog caused many people to exclaim in surprise.

  Zhou Fu'an even made a throat-slitting gesture towards He Dong and the others, while Cheng Tiankuai first raised his thumb up high before suddenly flipping it downwards.

  The rest of the people who stood on Zhou Fu'an's side also demonstrated against He Dong and others, even the fake girl put on a disgusting lily finger, her eyes rolled towards He Dong and others.

  In contrast to Zhou Fu'an's arrogance, Wang Xuewu and He Xi appeared somewhat tense, not even bothering to respond to the provocations of those people, staring intently at the arena. As for He Dong, he still had that calm and carefree demeanor, appearing more relaxed than the onlookers.

  And just in this atmosphere, a shocking thing happened to everyone. When the ghost-faced dog rushed to the front of the black ghost like a tiger coming down the mountain, that terrifying big mouth full of fangs was about to bite the black ghost's body. At that moment, the black ghost, who had been sitting there motionless all along, suddenly raised its front paw and slapped it on the face of the ghost-faced dog.

  The black ghost's appearance and physique looked like only 70-80 kilograms, while the Ghost-faced Mastiff was at least around 300 kilograms. So everyone didn't take this swipe of Black Ghost seriously, but after it slapped the Ghost-faced Mastiff in the face, the latter suddenly flew out like a fly.

  And when the ghost-faced dog stood up again, its previous ferocity and viciousness were gone, it even let out a low whimper, then tightly tucked its tail between its legs, lowered its head, and ran to the farthest corner of the arena from the black ghost, where it cowered in fear, no longer daring to attack.

  Anyone who understands dogs can see that this Tibetan Mastiff is finished, it has developed a psychological fear of the black dog, and from now on, this will be its nightmare. The outcome of this fight is also self-evident.

  "Ah!" This result made everyone's jaw drop at the same time, and more than 90% of people had their chins drop to the ground in shock.

  "Impossible! Impossible! How could Ghost Face Dog lose?" Zhou Fu'an muttered in disbelief, while Cheng Tianxuan was directly stunned silly.

  "Hurray, we won!" In contrast to Zhou Fu'an's stunned expression, Wang Xuewu and He Xi jumped up excitedly.

  "This... is a Spiritual Hound?" Meanwhile, amidst everyone's shock, Huaya Yang's eyes widened, and the expression on his face rapidly changed between astonishment, wild joy, and greed.

  At the same time, Chu Qian who was also watching the battle had an expression of great surprise, and her gaze towards He Dong became even more scorching.