The golden pheasant was so sick that it almost died. These big men all saw it and saw it roaring to death, General Chicken, and it suddenly became a commotion.
Some people who did not believe in evil wanted to compete with Yue Guanchao. They stepped forward and picked up their own chickens and said: "Xiangdang, my fighting cock can even beat the nemesis the weasel. Why don't we also have a try? If we really lose, then I accept the defeat, but if I win, you have to tell me what magic tricks you used on your cockfighting cock!"
"Okay, I'm willing to admit defeat. I also want to increase my chips to thirty oceans. Whether it's this old man or other young and old men, as long as your chicken can beat this one, then I will give you thirty oceans. "
After saying that, Yue Guanchao cupped his hands and saluted all the young and old men who were watching the excitement. In the cockfighting ring, his move was equivalent to declaring war on all cockfighting experts. Anyone who dares not to play is a coward, and those who are watching the excitement are also He didn't even look at it, he was holding his own fighting cock in his hands and eager to try.
Their move alarmed even the boss in charge. He stopped pretending to drink tea and quietly looked at the movements of their group. Even if Yue Guanchao did not declare war, for the sake of twenty oceans, these cockfighting experts would have to Make do with it yourself.
This means that people die for wealth and birds die for food!
With Yue Guanchao's words, these people crowded around and quickly found the first person to fight. He looked like a tall and thin old man.
The fighting cock he held in his arms was just like its owner. It had slender bones, a thin body, and dark feathers hanging on its body. It was much shorter than the chicken general just now, but it was calmer in aura and less arrogant. It was like The mature hunter looks inconspicuous, but he is wilted and bad!
As soon as it entered the pen, the thin and narrow fighting cock didn't give the black golden pheasant a chance to call. The sharp claws scratched its throat every time. Its huge wings flapped and jumped three feet, almost jumping on the golden pheasant.
For such a seasoned and experienced veteran, Golden Pheasant finally put away its sickly expression, the feathers in its neck exploded with excitement, and raised its neck to bite and fight back. The two fought fiercely, and the hair on their bodies was flying all over. The tent flies.
These spectators no longer dared to boo like before, they were too scared to say a word, they just wanted to see whether the old man's cockfight could win, after all, this was related to the fate of their own cockfight.
This skinny and narrow fighting rooster was more experienced after all. When the black golden pheasant's feathers fluttered, it obviously made a killing move, scratching with sharp claws, obviously towards its head.
Yue Guanchao looked carefully at the thin and narrow fighting cock's claws. In addition to the sharp nails, there were also tapered iron knives under each claw. It was as if there were blades embedded under the nails. As long as the neck was scratched, blood would flow. As noted.
Anyone who can put these things under the chicken's feet can be considered an expert in cockfighting. Yue Guanchao saw that the clawed iron knife was already approaching the golden pheasant's neck, and he couldn't help but sweat for it.
thump!
When the golden pheasant was about to have its neck broken by the claw, it suddenly jumped upwards. This huge upward force directly knocked the old fighting cock's feet upwards. The blade did not have time to scratch the golden pheasant's neck, but instead scratched the golden pheasant's neck. Injuring its own wings, it stumbled and fell into the air.
They all relied on flapping their wings to jump up into the air to suppress their opponents. The old fighting cock's wings were bleeding profusely, and they had already lost the opportunity to flap in the air. The chicken's feet could no longer scratch its throat, so they could only let the golden pheasant chase it and bite the wound. These omnivores The beast likes blood, and soon even the bones were bitten until they turned white.
"A good man, a good man, a good man. Considering that I am old, spare the life of this beast under me. I am overestimating my capabilities and show mercy."
Yue Guanchao blew his whistle, and the black golden pheasant immediately stopped chasing and returned to its sickly state.
The old man agreed, quickly ran into the pen, took out his fighting cock with bleeding wings, and left with a sigh!
With his lesson learned, everyone took a high look at the black golden pheasant. At the same time, they also understood that the golden pheasant is not easy to mess with. Maybe someone's fighting cock will end up here, but it is not easy to retreat due to the unfavorable situation of fighting. go out.
"Hero, if you want to continue fighting, you have to promise us to keep it until the end. This fighting cock is not easy to raise. We are all here to make fun money, but we don't dare to peck it to death anymore."
"clear!"
Yue Guanchao picked up the long-haired pole and poked the black golden pheasant: "You heard it, but they will be pecked to death again. If you don't listen to the advice, I will kill you for meat later."
His words seemed to have an effect. In the future, the experts put the fighting cocks into the pen to compete, round after round, again and again. Only after all the experts lost once did they believe that the ordinary black golden pheasant in front of them , it is indeed different.
One or two victories are accidental, and three or four victories must be destined. The black golden pheasant is so powerful that even the person in charge can't sit still, and looks at it from the crowd: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this wild beast, my name is He doesn't even want to move, and in your hands, he can be trained into a Dark Phoenix."
