Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1007 - 534: I’m Here to Learn from Experience_3

Chapter 1007: Chapter 534: I’m Here to Learn from Experience_3

After apologizing with a smile, he quickly jogged towards the back——the Tibetan Mastiff that was previously being led by the staff towards this direction, now completely stopped heading this way.

Chen Yingjun walked over, and Er Bao whispered, "Brother Jun, something’s not right. These tigers definitely have seen blood before. I’ve seen real wild Northeast tigers in my younger years, and none of them had the evil spirits as strong as these, especially the largest one. Black Lion is no match for them; it’s likely to be knocked down as soon as it goes in, and whether it survives will depend on if the tigers show any mercy."

If it really came down to it, Chen Yingjun often played dog fighting with those second-generation rich kids. Having seen many dogs, he had some experience in judging which could fight and which couldn’t. By extension, he could somewhat gauge other animals as well and nodded upon hearing these words: "I also feel something’s off. Even the fiercest fighting dogs we’ve seen before have never made me feel terrified. But the closer I got to these tigers just now, the more restless I felt in my heart."

Though Chen Yingjun had relied on his grandfather’s influence when he started in the underworld, it was truly his own skill that allowed him to flourish. In this regard, Chen He and his group didn’t compare—of course, that was also because their purpose was to ’spectate’ the tigers, not to challenge them.

Animals with intelligence, in most people’s eyes, are considered magical. Whether someone approaches them with good or bad intentions, they can discern it through their natural instincts. Those with hostile intentions would unconsciously reveal their hostility, while those with good intentions would feel more relaxed.

When Chen Yingjun and his group came with the Tibetan Mastiff, they brought ’hostility’, so they shouldn’t expect those large fellows to feel any affection for them.

The young guy named Changhe saw the two whispering and got a bit anxious: "So what do we do, Brother Jun? The one barking the fiercest seems to be the weakest. Should we let Black Lion fight that one?"

Chen Yingjun could still manage a smile, which was quite an achievement: "Sure, Changhe, you’re starting to have a good eye. Haven’t you read the newspaper? I bet the one you’re talking about is one from the zoo, and the others are the ones raised by Boss Yan. That’s strange indeed. Could it be that he often takes tigers into the mountains to hunt?"

"That is quite strange." Uncharacteristically, the stoic Er Bao added a few more words. "Seeing the evil spirits in these tigers, let alone our Black Lion, even a real lion would probably be no match."

The stoic-faced man was actually discharged from the military and was invited by Chen Yingjun because he had experience raising police dogs. His insight truly lived up to the high salary Chen Yingjun paid him—it was impeccable.

It’s a given that lions are at a natural disadvantage compared to tigers. Just by looking at their habits, it’s clear: lions rely on living in groups to ensure the smooth growth of their offspring, but tigers are solitary and can maintain a territory of several dozen kilometers on their own. They can keep their territories safe using nothing but their claws and teeth—a feat lions simply cannot match—even lion prides often face challenges from hyenas, but solitary Northeast tigers rarely get challenged by wolf packs.

"Forget it, let’s not think about it. Dammit, since we’re here, we’ll just have to take it step by step. Don’t bother bringing Black Lion over, just let it stay by the car, get it some water and food, but don’t feed it too much..." Chen Yingjun was also puzzled no matter how hard he thought about it, and he’d never guess that what he was facing was a unique creature in the world, capable of hunting dinosaurs with tigers.

When puzzled, he didn’t dwell on it. Being a tough guy, he decided that at worst, they would just pay the money and swallow a little pride. In any case, Black Lion absolutely couldn’t die. Several of Black Lion’s mates were pregnant with cubs—that was all money. If anything actually happened to Black Lion, his loss would be far greater than just 500,000.

Yan Fei was also smiling on the other side, seeing Chen He and his buddies staring dumbfounded at him before he finally said, "That guy is chickening out. Let’s not bring up the fight for now and spare him some face. He’s come a long way after all; we can’t let others say we’re ganging up to bully an out-of-towner."

Chen He, puzzled, asked, "How do you know?"

His cousin smacked him on the head without hesitation: "You, oh you. I’m telling you, you really need to practice more. It’s so obvious. That Tibetan Mastiff may be fiercer than those our acquaintances own, but now it’s too scared to even come over, there’s nothing to compare!"

Yan Fei pointed to his ears with a smile: "I didn’t just see it; I have trained for this. They can’t hide their conversation from me from so far away."

Seeing Chen He’s disbelief, Yan Fei conveniently walked up to Tiger Da and patted him on the head, adding, "Don’t believe me then. Do you think these tigers and black bears are so well-behaved just naturally? It’s all from my training since they were young. That Kung Fu master in the gym didn’t last a single move against me. He was sent to jail for excessive self-defense on the street, with two lives on his hands. When he got out and had nothing to eat, he came to my place trying to extort me but didn’t even put up a fight, voluntarily staying to work for me."

He wasn’t bragging—actually, Wang Jiuming and Chen He were decent people. Besides a bit of arrogance, the rest of their acquaintances were quite good. Understanding this, he figured he might be going to Provincial City for studies and might need to get along with them in the future, so he preferred to reveal some of his extraordinary abilities sooner to prevent them from wild speculations later on.

Chen Yingjun was even more decisive in his thinking than Yan Fei and the others. As people from Sancha River would say, ’that guy is a real lone wolf.’ After walking a few steps, he saw Tiger Da inexplicably receive a slap and, feeling quite upset, stood up and nudged against Yan Fei.