Spring and Autumn Chamber of Commerce, meeting hall.

Pang Kaibo said with a smile: "Today, we made almost 10,000 yuan in drinks and snacks alone. The price is obviously much more expensive than usual outside, so why do they still buy a lot?"

Hong Kang said softly: "Just like Uncle Bo, when you usually spend more than ten yuan to buy a bottle of good wine, you have to search for a long time, but when you go to the "Big Rich" nightclub, you are also willing to spend hundreds of yuan to order a glass of [Blue

Enchantress]."

"Ahem..." Pang Kaibo was drinking water, and when he heard this, he coughed in embarrassment.

"Akang, you...how did you know that I went to the nightclub?"

As an elder, Pang Kaibo felt a little embarrassed when Hong Kang exposed him so little.

"That's just for socializing. Uncle Bo and I are both police chiefs now, so there will be more socializing, right! Uh...how did you know that I ordered [Blue Enchantress]? Could it be that you also..."

Pang Kaibo squeezed his touching little eyes in a meaningful way, and joked "Uh-huh" in his mouth.

Hong Kang's expression remained unchanged, showing no embarrassment at being teased.

"I'm a little curious. I've seen it before, but it's just so-so! Why, Uncle Bo thinks it's very interesting?"

Hong Kang really thought it was ordinary, drinking and dancing, that's all.

There is neither exciting DJ accompaniment nor colorful crystal ball lights.

"Actually... I also find it very boring." Pang Kaibo said against his will, "Uncle Bo, I have also seen the world. I told you that someone else invited me to go, so I really can't refuse."

"Uncle Bo, I believe it." Hong Kang looked serious.

No, you don’t believe it!

Pang Kaibo kept complaining in his heart.

…

the next day.

The arena is crowded with people.

After hearing about the excitement of the game, many people also bought tickets to watch.

As a result, more than 100 more tickets were sold, which was another huge profit.

Today's game hasn't even started yet, but the atmosphere is already very lively.

People are born to yearn for the strong, and this kind of fist-to-flesh fighting reveals a primitive beauty.

A reporter randomly asked the audience: "Why do you like this game?"

The man shouted: "How cool is this! How awesome!"

The person next to him must be his friend, who said with disgust: "You guy, you can't even speak."

Then he looked at the reporter: "Mr. Reporter, let me tell you! This competition reflects the strength and beauty, wisdom and skill, fighting spirit and fighting spirit of our human beings."

His friend stared at him in surprise: "Are you bragging? You can actually say such literate words??"

"Damn, I usually read a lot of books, right?"

…

"The first match, [Jia Xinbin]'s battle..."

The host's voice suddenly stopped, his face looked strange, and the corners of his mouth trembled, as if he was enduring something.

After a few seconds, he continued, "Fight against [the most powerful man in the universe: Park Yong-soon]!!"

Upon hearing this nickname, the audience was immediately in an uproar.

"This guy...doesn't he have any shame?" someone laughed and scolded.

"The other one is very low-key and just has a name."

"Low-key? Are you serious? That's [Brother Xiaodao]!"

"Could this naming style be like a stick?" Hong Kang guessed.

Sure enough, a young man wearing a white Taekwondo uniform came on stage.

Immediately came a few quick double kicks, then a backspin kick, and then a high whip kick.

There was a burst of cheers immediately.

At least these actions are quite entertaining to watch.

But the knowledgeable masters were stunned. Any martial arts or fighting technique emphasizes "strength starts from the ground."

Unless there is a big difference in strength between the two sides, the high whip kick will definitely bring holes to the door.

The ending, no matter how much is said.

Jia Xinbin took a step forward, his body was like a swimming fish.

Using his palm instead of a knife, he slashed Park Yongshun's inner thigh tendon directly.

This palm is strong and crisp, just like a dull knife cutting meat.

When Pu Yongshun bent over in pain, Jia Xinbin hit him hard in the abdomen with another knee.

This collision was sharp, swift and merciless.

Suddenly, Pu Yongshun's body bent into a shrimp shape, his face was distorted, and he couldn't even cry out in pain.

Seeing Jia Xinbin slowly approaching, Pu Yongshun's eyes were full of horror, and he slapped his hands on the ground crazily to show that he was admitting defeat.

The referee came out in time and announced: "Winner, Jia——Xinbin!!"

The next few games were all unremarkable.

until……

"The sixth game, [Judo: Ichiro Oshima] versus [Cobra: Quinn]!!"

Ichiro Oshima walked on stage calmly, step by step, unhurriedly.

His body is not strong, and is even slightly slender, especially the muscles of his arms and thighs, which are extremely linear.

And his opponent was a white man in camouflage military uniform.

The temperament looks quite tough.

Quinn is a mercenary who is half Germanic.

He and his teammates were hired to perform a mission in Southeast Asia. After the mission, they now have two months of vacation.

What he likes most about the team he is in is that after every mission, he can have some fun by himself, cigarettes, red wine, women, gambling...

Their captain will not force them to do one mission after another.

And he just likes to do black boxing.

He loves the thrill of fisting and getting to the flesh!

When Quinn found out about a [mixed martial arts] competition being held on Hong Kong Island, he signed up to take a look.

It was really amazing at first glance. Although I only watched the first day of the competition, there were already several masters.

Many years of mercenary career have given him an astonishing sensitivity to danger. Quinn noticed that there were no fewer than ten people here who gave him a sense of danger!

This is outrageous.

However, since it is not life-threatening, it is a good choice to have fun.

"Beep!"

The whistle blew.

Quinn rushed forward and was met with a jab.

It seemed to pierce the air, causing a whirring sound.

Ichiro Oshima rushed forward, hugged Quinn's waist, and twisted around to get behind him.

Quinn has rich fighting experience and immediately judged that Oshima Ichiro was going to throw him.

Bend the knees, lower the body's center of gravity, and at the same time exert force on the latissimus dorsi, a backhand horizontal elbow swept towards Oshima Ichiro.

A cunning look flashed in Oshima Ichiro's eyes.

"Fell into a trap!"

Oshima Ichiro immediately retracted his arms and clamped down on Quinn's arms like a vise.

Hold the top with your left hand and place the other hand below to hold it firmly in place.

In just a moment, red marks appeared.

At the same time, Oshima Ichiro exerts force on his back, moves his body to the left, jumps with both legs, controls the opponent's neck with one leg, and controls the opponent's chest with the other leg, so that his body and the opponent's body form a ninety-degree angle

.

Without waiting for Quinn to react, Oshima Ichiro suddenly clamped his legs around his opponent's shoulders, and held Quinn's arm tightly with both hands to prevent his arm from twisting back and forth.

Quinn was furious and kicked his feet back and forth on the ground.
To be continued...