Seeing so many beast-like dogs, Yang Fan felt a tingling on his scalp. They were too fierce.
"Every dog here is among the most vicious in the world, the operation is the same as the underground boxing ring over there, the money is still made from betting on dogs," Meng Jiayi said as he walked along.
Today, Yang Fan came to get a basic understanding of the situation. He listened without speaking, nodding silently to whatever Meng Jiayi said.
Without lingering, Meng Jiayi took Yang Fan away from the place.
Sitting in the car, Meng Jiayi did not intend to go back. He pulled out a cigarette and handed one to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan waved his hand: "I don't smoke."
"Good habit, once you start it's hard to quit," Meng Jiayi said as he lit up and took a drag, "No matter what industry, the competition is fierce. Now, I'm going to take you to see our competitors' place; you might gain something from it."
Meng Jiayi instructed the driver to take them to another hidden location.
