The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 149 - : Instant Kill (Fifth Update)

Chapter 149: Chapter 149: Instant Kill (Fifth Update)

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“Little Long… I’m so scared… I’m so scared…” Song Yuru shrank into Huang Xiaolong’s embrace, burying her face in his chest in fear.

“My queen, it’s fine if you don’t want to look. It is… going to get a bit bloody,” suggested Huang Xiaolong.

“You’re still speaking! You’re still speaking! I don’t want to see anything bad happen to Poor Little…” Song Yuru complained.

At this moment, Cao Huan stood up straight!

“Black Tornado, tear it apart! Crush this despicable thing into pieces! This mongrel is just as repulsive as a country bumpkin, it disgusts me! Tear it apart!” Cao Huan’s hoarse shouts resembled indirect cursing. His eyes were growing bloodthirsty and frenzied!

In the ring!

“WooWoo” The Black Tornado had its head lowered, bearing its teeth and glaring at Poor Little, emitting provoking growls. The hair on its body was standing upright, ready to leap forward aggressively.

As for Poor Little, it just stood casually, gazing with pure contempt.

Then, a sharp whistle was heard!

This was an attack order from the dog trainer to Black Tornado!

A good fighting dog would wait for the trainer’s command before launching an attack, instead of moving recklessly.

In an instant, Black Tornado sprang into action!

It lunged at Poor Little like a bullet out of a gun!

Its sharp canine teeth gleamed chillingly in the sunlight!

Poor Little didn’t move a hair!

One moment later, the next, Black Tornado lunged atop Poor Little, then diving straight down, biting towards Poor Little’s throat!

“It’s over, this mongrel has no combat experience. It’s going to get bitten to death at once,” sighed a spectator.

Suddenly!

Poor Little quickly tilted its head and bit fiercely!

Crack!

Poor Little directly bit into Black Tornado’s neck!

Black Tornado’s body spasmed violently in mid-air!

The next moment, Poor Little shook its head, and Black Tornado was thrown away!

Thud!

Black Tornado hit the ground, blood pouring from its neck…

It lay on the ground, limbs convulsing in spasms just like a lamb with epilepsy, then it stopped moving.

It was dead.

Black Tornado got bitten to death by Poor Little.

The spectators, except for Huang Xiaolong, were all dumbfounded!

Their eyes were wide open, incredulous!

“How…how is this possible?” Cao Huan’s facial expression froze. He wore a bitter face like a poorly carved mask.

“Heaven! Black Tornado was killed in one strike! By a mongrel!”

“Unbelievable! This is a miracle! A grand miracle!”

“That mongrel is worth at least a million!”

“Bullshit! Only a million? Didn’t you see, the mongrel hardly moved and it killed the pouncing Black Tornado with just one bite. Its bite was fast, precise, ruthless, and with one shake of its head, it even threw Black Tornado’s body away… I can offer 3 million for this dog!”

…

After killing Black Tornado, Poor Little shook its fur, looking around, like a top-level expert standing at the peak, searching for its next opponent!

…

“My Queen, look at me, our Poor Little won.” Huang Xiaolong giggled, patting Song Yuru who was shivering in his arms afraid to look.

But as far as Huang Xiaolong was concerned, he was not surprised or thrilled by Poor Little’s victory at all. After all, after evolving with the spiritual water, Poor Little would easily defeat any opponent, be it a German Shepherd or even a tiger!

“Is it really?” Song Yuru hesitantly looked up, her teary eyes staring at the ring.

There stood Poor Little, unmovable atop the stage, like an adept martial artist, looking high and mighty!

“Wow! Poor Little really won! It’s real!” Song Yuru was so excited she was shaking.

“Well, Cao Huan, I seem to have won.” Huang Xiaolong grinned at him.

The look on Cao Huan’s face was as gloomy as a thunderstorm!

A fierce, hostile expression covered his face!

He wasn’t upset about losing Black Tornado. It was just worth 500,000. There were plenty of fighting dogs like these in his dog parks.

What enraged Cao Huan was losing! His Black Tornado had been killed by a filthy mongrel! It was a slap in the face!

A clear, stinging slap in the face!

It hurt!

“Young Master Cao… What should we do now?” A muscular man in camouflage clothes inquired while giving Cao Huan a quizzical look. He then ruthlessly suggested, “Why not just throw the bumpkin into the hunting ground and let the dogs rip him apart?”

“No! I want his despicable mongrel to die! A slap in my face? I’m going to strike back!” Cao Huan had a deadly grim expression, “Humph! Black Tornado, its fighting power isn’t all that great… I may have underestimated that mongrel a bit, but… Next, it’s going to die! Release the ‘Grim Reaper’!”

“But… Young Master Cao, if the Grim Reaper… what if there’s a mishap… the boss might not be pleased…” The man in camouflage clothes hesitated, expressing his concerns.

“Deploy the Grim Reaper! Do you really think that the Grim Reaper can’t handle a lowly mongrel? That’s a joke! The Grim Reaper is our dog yard’s top card! Only second to Dongfang Bubai in the Binhai underground dogfighting ring!” Cao Huan’s eyes were bloodshot, “If anything happens, I’ll take responsibility!”

“Alright then,” the man in camouflage clothes nodded reluctantly.

“Listen, bumpkin, the warm-up was just now! It doesn’t count! The real show is coming up!” Cao Huan said with a ferocious expression directed at Huang Xiaolong. “I swear, your despicable mongrel is going to be shredded! Lowly things like it will never make it to the big stage!”

“Hehe You city folks really have no integrity. You clearly lost, yet you shamelessly call it a warm-up… You’re killing me from laughter…” Huang Xiaolong was completely unfazed. After all, no matter what, Poor Little wouldn’t lose.

Cao Huan’s fighting dogs were going to die whether he brought one or two!

“Fine, since today is your birthday, we are going to play by your rules. Haha, let’s continue, shall we? But, if your dog gets bitten to death again, I believe you might be hurt, huh? Hahaha!”

“Nonsense! Grim Reaper won’t lose!” Cao Huan’s face was full of confidence!

Then, a muscular man in a camouflage outfit led a large dog towards the ring.

It was a—— Tibetan Mastiff!

Its black fur was pure, of top quality! Noble and proud!

Tibetan Mastiffs are known for their loyalty and protective instincts. They are not only the best guard dogs for nomadic tribes, but are also considered as the best guard dogs for kings and tribal leaders.

They are large, determined, courageous, and still possess some of their wild nature.

The gaze of this Tibetan Mastiff was also incredibly cold, much like a hungry, bloodthirsty wild beast!

One look at it would send shivers down your spine!