Seized by the System

Chapter 87: I Treat You as a Brother, And You Dare Plot Against Me?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Once the threat was uttered, Fang Ning's motivation increased greatly, and he immediately started thinking of another possibility. The two demon dogs were definitely captured, but not necessarily by the giant rats. It could also be done by dog catchers.

He immediately notified Zheng Dao of both possibilities, and the other expressed his admiration before saying that he would notify the related agencies to start investigations in that direction.

Fang Ning's belated effort seemed to be working.

After escaping from the scheming giant rat, the pair of bachelor dogs was so hungry they could eat a horse. They had used too much energy not just from escaping the giant rat, but also from escaping into the ground from that fellow that could fly.

They had no other choice but to put down their dignity to find leftovers around the city. They didn't dare go to places with people too, since they were afraid that the Flame Dragon would be notified and they would be captured.

After aimlessly wandering around the city for half a day, even going so far as to dumpster-dive all the dumpsters in the city, they could not find any food at all. That was until two large and fragrant meat buns appeared before their eyes, of course. The pair of dogs couldn't recognize the anesthetic used on Earth, and because of their strong foundation, they only fainted after eating ten buns each before they were taken away…

Before they lost consciousness completely, they heard the dog trader go, "How tiring, half a day wasted on catching this pair of stupid dogs. With those d*mned giant rats snatching up all the strays, this would be the last time I'll be selling stray dogs…"

Currently, the black dog and yellow dog were both locked in a dog cage in a suburban house's yard somewhere. They had already been locked up for two days.

Around them were strays of all colors, all trembling in their cramp dog cages. There were blood stains everywhere on the floor, and the place was filthy.

The yellow dog was on his back, with his stomach facing upwards, its entire head against the floor. Its tongue remained perpetually stuck out of its mouth, and it looked like it was almost dead.

The black dog spoke up then, "Boss, we've only been locked up for two days, and you already can't take it? Although we've been locked up, we're still getting food, so you shouldn't be like this?"

As it spoke, it did push-ups to train its well-developed limbs; it never forgot to train itself since it still remembered what its previous owner had said - the chance to drop off the market would only present itself to a bachelor that is always prepared.

The yellow dog listlessly said, "I'm old, I'm already 250, so I can't compare with a young man of 233. I was also one of the first people to descend into this world, so nobody paved the road for me and I suffered more than you did. After being locked up for two days, I really can't take it so let me just rest a bit."

The black dog was slightly worried, but it did not let it show as it said, "Then you better rest and recuperate well, I think my power will be recovering in half a day more. When that time comes around, I can use Burrowing again. If you aren't recovered by then, I'm afraid I won't be able to bring you with me."

"There's no need for that, I can figure it out myself. You can just flee by yourself when that time comes, no need to worry about me."

The black dog was touched but also slightly guilty, "That isn't right, we belong to the same clan. Although we only met a few times when we were in the other world, after spending these two days with you, I've realized that you and I are both walking the same road. How can I just abandon you and escape alone?"

"No worries, you're still young. You're going to be the beacon of hope for our Earthly Hound Clan."

After mulling it over, the black dog's previous feeling of guilt disappeared and he spoke, "Then when I escape, I'll find a good owner and immediately come rescue you. I don't like anybody here; one is weaker than the other, so I have to escape to find a powerful owner."

The yellow dog spoke slowly, "There's really no need for that… All you've been doing is training, so I'm sure you have no idea where we are right?"

The black dog was confused, "Isn't it a place where stray dogs are caught and sold?"

"Yes, but they sell us to humans to be eaten. I heard a visitor just now, and that visitor had said that they would personally pick the most robust one to be slaughtered…"

The black dog was stunned. Suddenly, a few human voices could be heard.

"Boss Sang, why do you still not trust me and still insist on picking them yourself? All the best dogs are right here," asked a man who was dressed in a sleeveless shirt, despite it being the middle of winter, as he tailed a fat man while he smoked.

The fatso called Boss Sang waved his hand dismissively. He did not care about the dirtiness of the yard and examined the dogs closely. Every time he passed a dog cage, the dogs inside the cage would cower in fear.

"Dog meat is so tasty, even immortals would waver at a whiff of it," praised Boss Sang.

Despite how good the newly-opened "Fang's Delicious Restaurant" was, it did not serve cat or dog meat. The best place for food made of dog meat was this place.

After examining all the cages in the yard, Boss Sang was still dissatisfied. However, once his eyes landed on the black and yellow dogs, his eyes glimmered.

Being a person that had consumed his fair share of dog meat, a single look already told him that despite these dogs beings strays, they would still be quite nutritious. The yellow dog was still had its stomach facing the sky and its head against the ground, its tongue still out of its mouth. Boss Sang felt that eating it first would not be a smart choice.

"By the way, these pair of dogs was caught just a couple of days ago. They're cleaner than the rest, so we're just locking them up for now. The black one especially, knows to train itself every day. I think its training itself to have firm muscles so that you'll be able to enjoy it properly, Boss Sang," said the dog butcher.

Boss Sang's face lit up immediately, "You're right, I want this black dog. Slaughter it immediately while I watch, and I don't want to be kept waiting…"

The dog butcher threw a glance at his subordinates behind him, and one of them immediately stood forward to open the dog cage's door. He gripped the thick chain around the dog's neck and pulled it out of the cage, paying no heed to its struggles…

The black dog glared at the yellow dog, its gaze overflowing with ferocity. It understood now and it roared, "I treated you like a brother, and you plotted against me…"

The yellow dog shook its head, "You were too naïve, young man."

Everyone's gazes were on the struggling black dog; it was so active. However, the longer it struggled, the more satisfied Boss Sang was.

At this moment, nobody noticed that the yellow dog had silently stood up. A rough rope was tied around its neck, and it was obvious that it was treated differently compared to the stronger black dog. Its eyes glowed with a ferocity unnoticed by anyone else as it stared at the open cage door and the sinister-looking dog butchers…

…

The black dog watched as itself being dragged out of the cage, its heart in despair, 'Why do people still eat dog meat? Didn't all those shows on TV say a dogs were a man's best friend?'

This moment, a melodious voice exclaimed, "I'm buying all the dogs here. Name a price."

While it looked at the new arrival with gratitude in its eyes, it did not notice the yellow dog that had been preparing to escape lie back down on the floor and resume its act of being on the brink of death.

The new arrival was a middle-aged man, dressed in black. He was accompanied by three other people, and they had all appeared at the door to the yard at the same time.

"And who might you be, boss? How much can you pay?" The dog butcher would never chase away a customer. This Boss Sang was but a frequent customer, and calling him boss was just a matter of being polite.

He would of course have to maintain his business. He would do business with whoever that paid more.

"I'll pay 2000 per dog, which should be more than enough for a bunch of stray dogs right?" asked the middle-aged man.

Hearing this, the dog butcher was definitely satisfied. This price was way more than what he was expecting. He didn't bargain as he was afraid of losing his business and said, "That's great. You're so generous, boss, and you're not picky either. I'll immediately ask somebody to pack every dog here. Did you bring a truck? If not, I'll get my own truck and deliver it personally."

Boss Sang was unhappy, of course, "Hey man, you can pay however much you want for the other dogs. But I chose this black dog first, and it's to be slaughtered for me to eat immediately."

The middle-aged man chuckled, "You haven't even paid, so why does it belong to you? Or are you challenging my brothers singlehandedly?"

Boss Sang was still a businessman, so he retreated; he didn't want to be beaten up over dog meat. The other party not only had more people, even the dog butchers sided with him. Who would want to go against money?

"Hmph, you'll see. Karma bites back, it always does." With that being said, he started walking towards the entrance of the yard to leave.

As he walked towards the entrance of the yard, he brushed shoulders with the middle-aged man. Although the middle-aged man did not do anything, one of his subordinates glared at him viciously and raised their leg in show of kicking him.

The middle-aged man calmly ordered, "Stop."

The leg suspended in mid-air before it fell back to the floor.

Boss Sang was sweating cold sweat, he had heard the wind that accompanied the kick and he had a feeling that if the kick actually landed, he would either die or be left entirely paralyzed. All thoughts of dog meat disappeared from his mind and he immediately left the yard in a hurry.

Once a truck full of stray dogs drove off, the dog butcher sat in his shop and counted the cash in a small leather box.

A cigarette hung from his mouth and his wrinkled face showed only pure satisfaction. He had made quite a fortune, other than the fees he had to pay for manpower, all the rest were net earnings.

Right as he was about to finish counting, a familiar and hellish voice sounded right by his ear, "Wang Debiao, due to you illicit practices of catching stray dogs and illegally selling un-quarantined meat, your shop will now be closed until further notice. Now, will you please follow me."

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Zheng Dao spoke up first, "Captain Liu, thank you for your hard work. This is the thirteenth illegal dog slaughterhouse you've seized these past few days right?"

Captain Liu answered, "Yes, we just arrested the boss, Wang Debiao, but half an hour before we arrived someone had bought all of his dogs. A black dog left the deepest impression on him, and it looks quite similar to the dog we're looking for. He remembers this black dog the most because right after they had caught it, it regularly did push-ups every day for two days. It was his first time seeing something like this, so he remembers it quite clearly."

Hearing this news made Zheng Dao quite happy, "That must be one of the targets we're looking for. Thank you Captain Liu, I'll remember to return the favor one day."

Captain Liu was quite happy too, "This is what we should do and being able to help you too makes it even better."

After briefly chatting for a bit, Captain Liu repeated the overall appearance of the truck and the direction it went once more. Zheng Dao immediately bid his goodbyes and left before he notified the Venerable Ones. He still had to contact the relevant agencies to get surveillance videos of the truck.

Investigating this matter was no easy task; he had to run around everywhere to follow leads and it wasn't something that could be solved by thinking hard either. It was no wonder Fang Ning was going all out on this.