Urban Ace Bodyguard

Chapter 1239 - 1314: Tie Zhu with Personality

When Old Mr. Tao learned over the phone that Lin Hai needed his former war dog, he sent it over without hesitation, along with an old dog trainer.In the villa, Ouyang Xiaoya and the other women were shocked as they looked at the dog in front of them, unable to say a word.

"Is this the so-called invincible king of dogs?" Yang Qingqing and Lei Jing both widened their beautiful eyes, completely unreserved.

This was an old dog whose fur had completely fallen off, looking droopy and as if it might drop dead at any moment, barely breathing as it lazily lay on the ground, utterly indifferent to the curious eyes sweeping over it.

"Uh, it seems like the fur loss has gotten worse in recent years." Lin Hai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Ouyang Xiaoya sighed, "Forget it, let's ask Zhuge Jianguo for help to find a more robust fighting dog, and we can charge the expense to the financial accounts of Mingya or Linya Group." >

"CEO, trust me, this dog can easily teach other dogs the truths of dog life in no time." Lin Hai explained.

"I really don't believe a..."

The old man responsible for training dogs spoke up, "Its fur loss has indeed become increasingly severe recently, possibly due to the different soil and water over the years." >

"..."

The group of ladies was completely speechless.

It seems the specialty of sick dogs and war dogs really don't align.

The dog, aware of the surrounding people's distrust, wrinkled its moist nose and snorted a few times.

"Don't look at it or speak about it like that; it just expressed some dissatisfaction." The old man spoke up. >

"Come on, does a dog really know how to be dissatisfied?" Lei Jing pouted.

"Of course, everything has a spirit; just because you can't understand a dog's language doesn't mean they don't have thoughts." The old man said calmly. >

Lin Hai quickly chimed in, "This gentleman was specifically invited by Old Mr. Tao back in the day as a beast tamer, able to understand the languages of over a dozen animals." >

The women were suddenly amazed, looking at the old man with more respect and profound curiosity.

Beast tamer? Who can understand animal languages? It seems like something out of a movie.

"I am a humble man who was lucky enough to be taken in by Old Chief Tao back then, saving my life with some ancestral minor skills that are not worth mentioning." The old man, having lived through many years with calm triumph and disgrace alongside Old Mr. Tao through battles, replied steadily.

"In those days, when the old man was at war, many enemy movements and reconnaissance intelligence were obtained by this gentleman through interpreting animal languages." >

Lin Hai explained with a smile.

This gained the old gentleman everyone's solemn respect.

"The old man used to say there were no useless people in the army, only officers who are poor at commanding and organizing." Lin Hai grinned.

"Still, can this dog really do it?" Ouyang Xiaoya was a bit worried, after all, it concerned Lin Hai, and as his fiancée, she must consider her future husband thoughtfully.

The old gentleman nodded, "Tie Zhu also followed the old man through battles, having bitten several wolf kings to death; mere pets now are certainly not a match for Tie Zhu." >

What? Tie Zhu?

The women instantly looked at "Tie Zhu," who lazily wagged its tail a few times and continued to nap with a composed demeanor.

"By the way, it seems some people in the company have large dogs, why not bring one over to see if Tie Zhu can really do it?" >

The Murong sisters, who were almost blending into the background from silence, finally spoke up, suggesting the idea.

The old gentleman shook his head, "Tie Zhu's attacks are lethal, won't leave survivors." >

The Murong sisters immediately clammed up.

Competing is one thing; letting the large dog of a company girl get killed is another.

The women were speechless.

"This Tie Zhu seems quite individualistic." Ouyang Xiaoya sighed.

"Tsk tsk, dear, my Tie Zhu is quite individualistic too." Lin Hai whispered teasingly to her, while subtly adjusting his pants and waist.

The CEO shot a fierce look at the beast, wishing she could pierce Tie Zhu's position with her gaze.

…

In the afternoon.

Lin Hai drove the George S. Patton, with the old gentleman holding Tie Zhu, as a group of women boarded the car.

Upon arriving at the underground dog fighting arena, Eighth Prince was already there, waiting at the entrance.

"Master Lin, it's said this is of great importance, I've investigated; Wu Ji has brought three fierce dogs." Eighth Prince had already learned of Lin Hai's purpose and done thorough preliminary investigation.

"Oh? What kind of three fierce dogs?" Lin Hai asked with interest, having great confidence in Tie Zhu.

Eighth Prince quickly answered, "One rare purebred Ghost Mastiff, one a Russian Pit Bull crossed with a wolf, and one Argentine Dogo over eight-feet long." >

Immediately, Ouyang Xiaoya and Yang Qingqing, more knowledgeable, drew in a sharp breath.

The Ghost Mastiff, considered the king among Tibetan Mastiffs, abandoned since birth, developing wildness and ferocity; its ruthlessness in nature is unimaginable.

The Pit Bull, a Russian breed, lean but muscular with hardness akin to bricks, fierce from surviving in harsh Russian climates, remarkably powerful when crossed with wolves.

Lastly, the Argentine Dogo, growing to human height, towering over usual standards, upholding the "tall" reference in its name; a dog of this stature is surely robust unless raised solely on grass.

"No worries, all fierce dogs are mere fluff before Tie Zhu," the old gentleman timely interjected.

"Who's this?" Eighth Prince curiously glanced at the old man, then at the mysterious Tie Zhu—a kitten?

"This gentleman comprehends the art of beast taming." >

Lin Hai introduced, "This is Tie Zhu, our dog of war today."

"What?"

Eighth Prince had eyes on Lin Hai, wondering if Master Lin had lost his senses, bringing a kitten to challenge Wu Ji—might as well concede.

"Alright, let's head inside first."

Bound by Lin Hai's order, Eighth Prince refrained from saying much, thinking Lin Hai might be doomed today.

The dog fighting arena was packed.

Wu Ji intentionally spread word, seeking a fight with the big brother of Yanjing Demon Young Master, Lin Hai.

To see Wu Ji, the second super rich youngster of Yanjing, versus Lin Yanwang's offspring, Young Master Lin—a spectacle instantly attracting the high circle of Yanjing.

Everyone wanted to see who was truly powerful and was sharply curious about Lin Hai, the newly rising Young Master.

As Lin Hai entered with the dog, many were instinctively curious, focusing primarily on two things: what the offspring of Lin Renwang looked like.

Secondly, what rare breed Young Master Lin's war dog was.

"Haha, Lin Hai, are you conceding? Bringing a dying cat for the fight?" Wu Ji laughed triumphantly, feeling confident of today's victory.

To defeat Lin Family's Young Master, Wu Ji felt his life's achievement value leaping.

"Tie Zhu will certainly teach him a lesson on being a person," the old gentleman seemed unimpressed with Wu Ji's arrogant smugness.

Lin Hai nodded.

"Just to clarify, two out of three wins, you're using a sick cat?" Wu Ji sneered, taking pleasure.

"My Tie Zhu can casually challenge your three dogs." Lin Hai said confidently.

"You're joking." Wu Ji mocked, glancing at Tie Zhu, contemptuously including Lin Hai.

The old gentleman, having a temper, immediately advised Lin Hai, "Let Tie Zhu handle all three at once." >