As one of the famous "Three Idiots of the Sled Dogs," few could imagine that these dogs were once fierce beasts roaming the snowy plains countless years ago.
It was precisely because Yang Lin knew this fact that he implanted the atavistic talent into it.
Judging from Li Gousheng's current appearance, it clearly hadn't disappointed Yang Lin.
Although one could still make out the Husky's silhouette in its appearance, its fierce countenance was completely different from a typical Husky.
Without exaggeration, if the current Li Gousheng were to fight against the remaining stray dogs, the ultimate victor would definitely be Li Gousheng.
While Yang Lin was looking at Li Gousheng with satisfaction, Li Goudan beside him appeared completely stunned.
It seemed unable to believe that this imposing and terrifying beast was once the Husky it used to bully at will.
"Boss Director, did you turn Gousheng into this?"
Hearing Li Goudan's words, Yang Lin nodded slightly.
"From today on, you two will be my top lieutenants."
"If you bully Gousheng again, I won't hold him back anymore."
Before Yang Lin could finish speaking, the newly atavistic Li Gousheng had already pounced on Li Goudan, its massive body pinning Li Goudan down completely immobile.
Although Li Goudan was exceptionally intelligent, it was helpless against absolute physical power.
"Alright, you two stop fooling around. Follow me, we've got a big job tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Lin headed straight for the zoo's main gate.
When he next appeared, he was in a van, with Goudan and Gousheng, his two lieutenants, sitting on either side of the back seat.
The van's enormous space barely managed to accommodate the two large creatures.
Fifty meters above the van, a magnificent giant golden eagle was circling, with a blue light representing a Bluetooth signal continuously flashing on its neck.
"Are you sure the poaching gang's scent is to our east?"
"My nose never lies, boss. I've carefully sniffed the scent on that big bird," Li Goudan replied seriously from the back seat, while Li Gousheng nodded repeatedly beside him.
As a Husky that had regressed to its Siberian Plains Wolf bloodline, its sense of smell was even keener than that of the Border Collie, Li Goudan.
Seeing both dogs confirm the direction, Yang Lin immediately stepped on the gas.
As night fell, the old van carried one human and two dogs toward the eastern outskirts of Ningnan City.
Meanwhile, in an abandoned factory on the edge of Ningnan City, a group of fierce-looking men in understated clothing were plotting something.
"Damn it, letting that golden eagle escape will cost us at least a hundred thousand, and what's worse, this eagle was specifically requested by a boss from Jiangzhe Province, who's been our long-time customer."
"Tell me about it. Who would've thought that eagle could still escape after being shot in the wing and drugged? It's damn bizarre."
As he spoke, the Long-Faced Man in the group kicked a tarp-covered wooden crate nearby, which immediately emitted a series of whimpers.
"We must make up for this loss, otherwise this trip will have been for nothing."
"Make up for it? How?"
Hearing the Long-Faced Man's words, another Strong Man eating instant noodles asked confusedly.
"Don't tell me we're going back into the Great Mountains? I don't want to go to that hellhole again."
While everyone was looking at each other in confusion, a subordinate who was playing with his phone suddenly exclaimed in amazement.
"Wow, what a huge tiger!"
"Tiger? What tiger?"
Hearing his subordinate's exclamation, the Long-Faced Man was the first to ask.
"It's that Northeastern Tiger King that's been trending on TikTok lately. I've never seen such a huge tiger in my life."
As he spoke, the subordinate held his phone screen up to the Long-Faced Man's face.
Following his gaze, they saw an enormously sized tiger roaring to the sky atop an artificial mountain.
The moment he saw this tiger, the Long-Faced Man's eyes lit up.
"I can't believe such a beast exists in this world!"
"If we sold this to the Middle East, who knows how many wealthy people would pay a fortune for it? We'd never have to worry about money again."
"Indeed, such a rare beast appears maybe once in several centuries. Those money-throwing tycoons love this kind of thing. With a bit of marketing, it could sell for hundreds of millions."
"Hundreds of millions!"
As this figure was mentioned, all the poachers present suddenly felt like a mountain of gold had appeared before their eyes.
While everyone was still dreaming of riches, the previous subordinate let out another surprised sound.
"Boss, look quickly, this tiger seems to be in Ningnan right now."
"Really?"
Hearing his subordinate's words, the Long-Faced Man immediately glanced at the location tag below the video.
Sure enough, he saw the words "West Rainbow Zoo, Ningnan City."
"West Rainbow Zoo? Is this a private zoo?"
"Yes, I heard this zoo has been operating for many years, run by three generations of the same family."
"Besides this huge tiger, they also have a cigarette-smoking chimpanzee and a gibbon that can dance to techno music in their zoo. They've been quite popular online lately."
The phone-playing subordinate quickly explained, clearly having seen many videos about the West Rainbow Zoo recently.
"So it's just run by three generations of a family, doesn't that mean they have almost no security force?"
The Long-Faced Man continued to inquire.
The subordinate shook his head after hearing this question.
"They don't even seem to have security guards, just a few dogs handling security."
"Is that so?" A meaningful expression appeared on the Long-Faced Man's face.
His longtime followers immediately understood what their boss was thinking when they saw his expression.
"Boss, are you suggesting we steal this Northeastern Tiger King?"
Just as the Strong Man finished speaking, the Long-Faced Man gave him a heavy slap.
"Watch your words! How can you call it stealing? Such a small zoo doesn't deserve a Northeastern Tiger King like this."
"We're giving it a better environment, letting it live a better life. We're helping it, helping animals, understand?"
"I understand! Boss, you're the one who truly understands animals." After inexplicably receiving a slap, the Strong Man quickly offered his flattery.
What they didn't notice was that right above their heads, a pair of golden eyes was staring intently at them.
As a flash of light passed by, the scene in the warehouse was instantly transmitted through the Bluetooth signal to a mobile phone nearby.

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