"Huh?" Looking at the Tibetan Mastiff he had raised with his own hands, staring at him with eyes filled with rage and hatred, the nouveau riche felt a chill run down his spine. He began to back away… "Mengzi, don't… what are you doing… Mengzi…"
The bodyguard didn't dare to actually go over and lead the Tibetan Mastiff; his legs went weak, and he retreated behind the nouveau riche... "No...no...this is weird!"
"Roar!" The Tibetan Mastiff leaped forward and shot out like lightning! Its movements were several times faster than usual!
Mutations!
In fact, when a Level 1 ghost possesses an animal, the animal's genes will mutate! For example, a Tibetan Mastiff possessed by a ghost will be several times more powerful, stronger, quicker, and even more ferocious in terms of bite force than an ordinary Tibetan Mastiff!
Therefore, the nouveau riche and his bodyguard met with tragedy...
"Awooo! Awooo!" Following Gao Jianfei's instructions, the Tibetan mastiff frantically tore at the clothes of the nouveau riche and his bodyguard, ripping them to shreds, leaving them in a pathetic state, naked and with their testicles exposed—a truly comical sight! During this time, the nouveau riche and his bodyguard let out heart-wrenching screams, like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, defecating and urinating indiscriminately. "Here you go! Here you go! Quick! Take him away! Quick!" the nouveau riche cried out in utter terror, like the cry of someone on the verge of death.
The final result was that Gao Jianfei returned home with a full load, having gained a Tibetan Mastiff for free.
Gao Jianfei was like a mighty general, with the Tibetan mastiff following him obediently. There was no need for the dog's chain anymore; the mastiff was like a reincarnated ghost, very obedient.
Chen Xian and Song Ying, each holding a Yorkshire Terrier, happily followed behind Gao Jianfei.
Overall, both women had a lot of fun at the dog market today. Especially Song Ying, who had never done anything like this before!
The three of them didn't rush home, but instead strolled around Longfeng Mountain and walked their dog.
At first, Chen Xian and Song Ying were both a little afraid of the Tibetan Mastiff, but Gao Jianfei pretended to be serious and said, "Listen, don't bite these two young ladies. They are older sisters, so you have to listen to me! Be quiet! You have to protect them, understand?"
"Woof." The Tibetan Mastiff whimpered softly, wagged its tail a few times, and rushed over to lick Song Ying and Chen Xian's shoes, so obedient that it didn't say a word!
This left Song Ying and Chen Xian speechless; they had completely fallen in love with the Tibetan Mastiff. They even dared to touch its fur, and the dog seemed to enjoy the beautiful women's caresses, whimpering softly.
At noon, they found a goose meat restaurant on Longfeng Mountain for lunch. However, a problem arose: the restaurant owner absolutely refused to let Gao Jianfei's Tibetan Mastiff in, and the customers inside were screaming in fright.
Helpless, Gao Jianfei could only make the Tibetan Mastiff obediently squat under a flower bed outside the restaurant.
Gao Jianfei and the two beautiful women were having a wonderful time dining inside. However, something bad still happened!
This is a terrible thing!
Gao Jianfei's Tibetan Mastiff was sunbathing under the flower bed when it spotted a female Scottish Collie passing by. He then rushed over and raped her!
Su Mu's owner was a young girl, who was so frightened that she blushed and started cursing loudly.
The Tibetan Mastiff couldn't hold back at all and took care of Su Mu directly!
When Gao Jianfei ran out, the Tibetan Mastiff was whimpering comfortably, while Su Mu was whimpering in its owner's arms.
"...What's going on?" Gao Jianfei questioned the Tibetan Mastiff using his consciousness.
"Xiao Gao, I'm sorry, I've been holding it in for too long." The Tibetan Mastiff was very embarrassed.
This incident made Chen Xian and Song Ying laugh so hard they almost fell over.
Gao Jianfei, with his silver tongue, negotiated with Su Mu's owner for a while, and then came to a conclusion... "Miss, you've actually come out on top in this matter! Although my dog... well, it forced itself on your dog, my dog is a Tibetan Mastiff, worth millions, while your Su Mu is only worth a few thousand. If it's lucky enough to get pregnant, wouldn't you have made a huge profit? Think about it, even if the Tibetan Mastiffs born aren't purebred, they'd still be worth tens of thousands of yuan, right? Tell me, haven't you made a profit?"
Thinking about it, the girl realized it made a lot of sense. She said to Gao Jianfei with a shy expression, "Then... how about we let them do it again?"
Chen Xian and Song Ying both laughed so hard they almost passed out.
The three of them had a great time and didn't go home until after 2 p.m.
On the way, Chen Xian and Song Ying both quietly told Gao Jianfei, "Jianfei, it's so much fun playing with you!"
The Tibetan Mastiff remained silent, squatting beside Gao Jianfei, occasionally shouting to him in its mind, "Little Gao, you're having a great time, with two beautiful women. You can try a threesome sometime!"
"Holy crap, looks like you were a lecher in your past life. No wonder you're a dog now, raping female dogs." Gao Jianfei sent a message to the Tibetan Mastiff with a joking tone.
When they got home, Gao Jin and his aunt were quite frightened to see that Gao Jianfei had brought back such a big dog. Fortunately, the Tibetan Mastiff was obedient and they were quickly coaxed into feeding it pork and beef.
Chen Xian and Song Ying ran to the balcony to tease their adorable Yorkshire Terrier.
Gao Jianfei sat on the sofa and solemnly transmitted his thoughts to the Tibetan Mastiff, "Listen carefully, from now on, if you don't have anything to do, stay at home. Your main task is to protect my family. If you encounter bad guys, just bite them half to death. I'll buy pork and beef to feed you. If you're really bored, you can go for a walk around the neighborhood, but whatever you do, don't rape any more female dogs in the neighborhood unless they're willing. Hmm, the people living in this neighborhood are either officials or rich; you can't afford to offend them."
"Yes, yes, I understand, Xiao Gao. I will never cause you any trouble and will definitely behave myself."
While Gao Jianfei was interacting with the Tibetan Mastiff, on the balcony, Song Ying was playing with her Yorkshire Terrier while sending a text message to Song Qian, the patriarch of her family and her grandfather…
"Grandpa, Gao Jianfei is amazing! He actually knows how to train dogs! Adult Tibetan Mastiffs, which clearly belonged to someone else, he can actually tame them and make them bite their original owners instead. This is simply defying common sense! Grandpa, Gao Jianfei is no longer just a gambling god! Grandpa, I'll keep a close eye on him! Also, I'm... already interested in him!"
The capital city of the province. City D.
A light drizzle was falling from the sky.
At this moment, in a huge cemetery, there were about 200 people, holding umbrellas, dressed entirely in black trousers, shirts, suits, and ties, except for a small white flower hanging on the right lapel of their shirts.
Eight burly men dressed in black carried a coffin and slowly walked in front of the procession of more than 200 people.
An elderly man dressed in a black Tang suit with a white flower on his chest held a handkerchief in his hand and kept wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes.
Uncle Yao!
This man was none other than Uncle Yao, the top boss of the provincial underworld!
Two men dressed in black and wearing sunglasses held umbrellas to shield Uncle Yao from the rain on either side. The man on the left couldn't help but say, "Uncle Yao, please accept my condolences."
Uncle Yao sobbed for a moment, then waved his hand. “Don’t worry about me. Shen Hong, this child, I picked him up from a garbage dump 30 years ago. He couldn’t drink human milk when he was little; it would give him diarrhea. I fed him with milk powder, one spoonful at a time. Sigh, this child was very obedient and smart when he was little. I loved him very much. His only flaw was that he was too arrogant, too disdainful of others, and a little too narcissistic… Sigh. Today, I, an old man, am sending off my black-haired son!” As he spoke, he wiped away his tears with his handkerchief again.
Finally, the coffin was carried to a cemetery, and the men in black who carried it carefully put it down.
“Uncle, the time is almost up, we can proceed with the burial,” a man dressed as a feng shui Taoist priest said obsequiously to Uncle.
"No!" Uncle Yao suddenly rushed to the coffin. "Open it! Open it for me! I want to see my child again!"
The rain drizzled down on Uncle Yao's graying hair, but he paid no heed. "Open the coffin for me!"
"Uncle, take care of yourself!" Several men in black with umbrellas rushed over and used their umbrellas to shield Uncle from the rain.
"Get out! All of you, get out!" Uncle Yao shoved his men away like a madman, then barked hoarsely, "Open the coffin! I want to see my child... Gao Jianfei! Uncle Yao is not finished with you!"
Chapter 206 Big Trouble
Chapter 206 Big Trouble
"Gao Jianfei! You killed my child for your own fame! You villain! You damned bastard!" Uncle Yao instantly lost his mind, barking loudly in the cemetery. He gestured wildly and roared, "Pry open the coffin! Pry it open!"
The henchmen dared not disobey, so they pried open the coffin nails that were not yet completely secured and opened the coffin.
Then, Shen Hong, pale-faced with a large hole in his forehead and dark red cigar condensation around the edge of the hole, reappeared in Uncle Yao's sight.
"Wah!" Uncle Yao burst into tears, kneeling down to carefully lift Shen Hong's head from the coffin and embrace him tightly. "My child! My child, you were only 30 years old this year. You should have had a bright future ahead of you, but I never expected... Waaah..."
Uncle Yao was overcome with tears. His sobs were so heart-wrenching that they brought tears to the eyes of anyone who heard them.
In fact, although the World Gambling Association killed Shen Hong according to the bet, his body was still properly returned to Uncle Yao's side. No one would desecrate the body of a loser. Therefore, Shen Hong's body was relatively well-preserved.
Uncle Yao held Shen Hong's body and wailed loudly. The henchmen around him nervously held umbrellas to shield Uncle Yao from the rain.
After weeping for a long time, Uncle Yao finally placed Shen Hong's body back into the coffin. Overwhelmed with grief, he said, "Bury...bury him..."
So the henchmen began placing the coffin into the chosen burial site and covering it with earth and stones.
"From now on! My son and I are separated by life and death, and the living and the dead are on different paths! The white-haired man sending off the black-haired man, there is no more tragic thing in the world than this, there is no more tragic thing than this!" Uncle Yao cried and fainted again.
After the solemn burial ceremony, many flowers were piled up in front of Shen Hong's grave. One by one, the more than 200 henchmen bowed in silence before Shen Hong's grave, murmuring...
"Brother Shen, may you rest in peace."
"Brother Shen, may you rest in peace."
Upon returning to the villa, Uncle Yao, with a gloomy expression, summoned several of his trusted confidants to his study for an emergency meeting.
"That Gao Jianfei, to consolidate his reputation and status, actually killed my child! Although they had a life-or-death bet beforehand, I already called to stop him, but he... didn't give me any face! He still forcibly killed my son!" Uncle Yao gritted his teeth, "If I don't avenge this, I'll have lived in vain!"
This uncle was also a domineering and selfish man, with a rather autocratic nature. He forgot that it was his child who proposed the life-or-death bet, and that it was because his child feigned madness and committed murder that he was shot. The uncle disregarded all of this, venting all his hatred for his lost son on Gao Jianfei!
“Uncle Yao…” a trusted aide said frankly, “We are also shocked and heartbroken by Brother Shen’s death. However, Uncle Yao, the bet was recognized by the World Gambling Association and arbitrated by the Song family. It will probably not be easy for us to kill Gao Jianfei. After all, given his current status, he is protected by the World Gambling Association and the Song family. Uncle Yao, please think twice!”
That's true. No matter how domineering Uncle Yao is, he's just a provincial-level figure, the head of the underworld in one province. The Song family and the World Gambling Association, on the other hand, are international forces.
There's basically no comparison between the two in terms of "sex".
When it comes to connections, Uncle Yao can't compare to others;
When it comes to money, we can't compete.
If he were to truly offend the World Gambling Association and the Song family's authority, Uncle Yao would likely be crushed and killed in a very short time!
Uncle Yao understands this principle.
"Uncle, the Hong family, a trio from the underground forces in ZG City, have all been murdered. Hong's husband, Zeng Shiji, was sentenced to death; Hong and her son, Zeng Jian, mysteriously disappeared. These things all happened after Gao Jianfei returned to his hometown. There are rumors circulating that Gao Jianfei and the Zeng family have a grudge. Therefore, the demise of Hong's family is directly related to Gao Jianfei." Another confidant said with a grim face, "Uncle, this Gao Jianfei is openly stirring up trouble in our province's underground forces. If we don't teach him a lesson, I'm afraid his arrogance will only grow stronger."
Uncle Yao shook his head. "Hmph, I've been planning and scheming about this ever since I learned of Shen Hong's death. Gao Jianfei had to die! However, I won't kill him myself. I'm also afraid of the World Gambling Association and the Song family, so there's no need for me to take matters into my own hands and cause unnecessary trouble."
"Oh?" Several trusted men immediately realized what was going on. "Uncle, you mean, hire an assassin?"
"Assassins?" Uncle Yao sneered. "What are assassins? This time, the forces I'm going to use are ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than assassins! Gao Jianfei is doomed!"
Immediately, several trusted confidants pricked up their ears and listened intently.
What kind of force is it that is ten or a hundred times more terrifying than assassins?
It's important to understand that the so-called assassins these confidants speak of are not assassins in the ordinary sense, but rather a terrifying force formed by a massive, organized, and large-scale union in this world!
World Assassin Association!
However, Uncle Yao looked down on the World Assassin Association!
Suddenly, Uncle Yao's gaze became deep and distant. "Have you ever heard the saying... 'There are three kinds of people in this world who are not easy to deal with'? Do you know what those three kinds of people are? Think about it and guess."
The confidants pondered for a moment, then each shared their answer...
"Officials, underground forces, uh, assassins!"
"A reckless person, a very famous celebrity, and... underground forces!"
"Terrorists, outlaws, underground forces!"
Several trusted confidants offered various answers.
The people they were talking about were indeed not to be trifled with.
"Wrong! Completely wrong!" Uncle Yao pouted. "The three types of people who are hard to deal with in this world are... monks, nuns, and Taoist priests!"
"Huh?" The confidants were all dumbfounded.
What is all this nonsense?!
The chanting monks; the nuns often the subject of ridicule by laypeople; the Taoist priests who practice alchemy…
Uncle Yao's words were really strange!