Chapter 214 Thank you for the theater

As a boxing practitioner, Zhang Yi understands some of the things he said.

There is a saying in Chinese Kung Fu called Iron Gear Kung Fu. Regardless of whether it is true or not, Hua Jin Boxing Master’s strength is spread all over the body. The whole body naturally includes some fragile parts of the body. Relatively speaking, those parts are naturally much better than ordinary people.

However, although the boxers from Siberia have strong resistance to blows, most of them are trained with drugs and external kung fu. Those fragile areas are probably not that good.

Their hands, feet, and even their bodies and heads can be coated with potions, and then they can hit steel plates and hit trees or something, but it is impossible for their dicks to be coated with potions and then hit here and there. How can they improve their resistance to impact?

The meaning of Zhang Yi's words just now is nothing more than to remind Wang Zhe that he can use his speed to get around, and then go straight to the black boxing champion's dick.

Of course, how could Wang Zhe and others not know these things? Just knowing it is one thing, and doing it is another matter. In a competition between masters, especially between brothers, if you want to go somewhere

, it is inevitable that it will fall behind.

However, having somewhere to attack is better than having no way to attack.

What's more, if the black boxing champion can't beat Wang Zhe if he fights with his strength, it will be in vain.

This boxing bet involves Hongmen's interests. Many Hongmen big men came, including many boxers. And those boxers also brought their disciples with them. Obviously, this competition is closely related to the growth of their disciples.

Extremely important.

It's a pity that Zhang Yi hasn't found his apprentice yet. As for what his apprentice took from that guy Joseph, he still doesn't know.

The match took place in the underground boxing venue of a casino. And that casino was the property of a certain mafia boss. And this place was obviously a place for black boxing. The bloodstains on the stage showed that this venue

bloody and cruel.

There are seven notaries this time, including Zhang Yi, Xue Lianxin, Japan's number one combat master, Royal Instructor Yi Huoyuan, Korean Taekwondo master Cui Changxin, Muay Thai master Tonys, and a black man who is an instructor in the Siberian training camp. The remaining

The next one is a white man, who looks very mysterious.

But Zhang Yi could tell that that guy was a master. As for how good he was, you would only know if he had fought against him.

The relationship between Zhang Yi and the martial arts circles of Japan, Korea and Thailand is not very friendly, especially after the opening of the Guoshu Building. None of the masters from Japan, Korea and Thailand who went to Hong Kong returned. One of them is a Thai Bao Dan level master, maybe the only one in Thailand.

After this incident, the relationship between Zhang Yi and them reached a freezing point.

However, Na Yi Hua Yuan seemed to be much more well-educated. He did not look at Zhang Yi coldly like Cui Changxin and Tonys, but greeted Zhang Yi with a smile.

"Last time the Guoshu Building opened, two of the Korean masters who came to Hong Kong were disciples of Cui Changxin." Xue Lianxin whispered to Zhang Yi.

"Haha, it's none of my business that those people are missing. They really depend on me for this!" Zhang Yi said with a chuckle.

Xue Lianxin smiled when he heard this. Although their voices were low, the others were masters and they had keen ears and could naturally hear them.

Zhang Yi undoubtedly meant what he said to them.

Everyone knows whether it is Zhang Yi or not. But Zhang Yi refuses to admit it, and others have no evidence. Only the mute eats Coptis chinensis.

"Are you Zhang Yi from Hong Kong?" the black instructor walked up to Zhang Yi and said coldly.

"I am!" Zhang Yi said calmly. Facing a black man who was more than a head taller than him, he felt no pressure at all. Although, that guy exuded a fierce and murderous aura.

"Hehe!" The black instructor chuckled, showing two rows of snow-white teeth, and looked at Zhang Yi. He said jokingly, "I really want to see how you can easily kill the people I trained. Later they will

After the fight, how about we fight again?"

Zhang Yi smiled contemptuously and said: "If you can come up with something that I am interested in or equal to, it won't hurt to have a fight with you!"

"Haha, Mr. Mikoyan, you may not know that Mr. Zhang is worth hundreds of millions of dollars now. It is not difficult for him to spend hundreds of millions of dollars." The mysterious white expert stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Hmph!" The black instructor snorted, turned and walked away. It's hundreds of millions of dollars, and it's hard for him to come up with millions of dollars now.

"Hello Mr. Zhang, my name is Megan Wharton. However, I like others to call me by my Chinese name: Tang Xiaoyun!" The mysterious white master said to Zhang Yi with a smile. That pure Chinese made Zhang Yi and

Xue Lianxin beside him was surprised.

"Mr. Tang Xiaoyun speaks Chinese well." Zhang Yi said with a smile.

"Haha, I grew up in Taiwan and also taught in mainland China for a while." Tang Xiaoyun said with a smile. Then he looked at Xue Lianxin and continued, "When I was in Taiwan, I often heard people mention Master Xue's name."

"Oh, that's it." Zhang Yi nodded and said immediately.

"I wonder what Mr. Zhang and Master Xue think of this competition?" Tang Xiaoyun asked immediately.

Zhang Yi looked at Xue Lianxin and then said to Tang Xiaoyun: "I have met Master Wang Zhe, but I have not seen his opponent, so it is difficult to draw conclusions."

"Haha." Tang Xiaoyun smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Wang Zhe and his opponent stepped onto the ring. Zhang Yi and others immediately took their seats.

Several people at the fair table looked at each other, and finally Tang Xiaoyun, who was sitting in the middle, announced the start of the competition.

Wang Zhe is nearly 1.8 meters tall, which is similar to Zhang Yi's height, and is a bit burlier than Zhang Yi. However, compared with his opponent, he is much shorter. If he is even taller, he is obviously at a disadvantage. However,

As for Wang Zhe's internal martial arts skills, coupled with his level of boxing skills, his strength is not measured by his body size.

The two of them fought head-on for a few times, but Wang Zhe seemed to feel that he was really inferior in terms of strength, so he started to fight with each other.

"It seems that Master Wang has studied Baji Bagua very deeply. Is Master Huang proficient in these two boxing techniques?" Zhang Yi looked down and said to Xue Lianxin.

"Master Huang is proficient in Yanqing Quan and Eagle Claw. However, he is still very good at Bagua Tai Chi. Master Wang's Baji Quan was learned from the descendant of the sharp gun Li Shuwen." Xue Lianxin smiled and said.

"Yan Qing, Eagle Claw?" Zhang Yi was thoughtful after hearing this, but did not say anything more, but looked down.

When masters compete in martial arts, there is not much time to compete physically. Whenever there is a chance, it is life and death.

"A lose-lose strategy!" Zhang Yi looked down and underestimated.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhe was hit in the chest by the black boxing champion. A mouthful of blood spurted out, but he took the opportunity to use an eagle claw to scratch out the black boxing champion's eyeballs.

The eyes are naturally the most vulnerable part of the human body, more fragile than the penis. Of course, for a master to fight, it is much more difficult to attack the eyes than to attack the penis.

"The outcome has been decided." Xue Lianxin said with a sigh of relief.

As soon as Xue Lianxin finished speaking, Wang Zhe scratched the black boxing champion's eyes, but he didn't stop. Instead, he took the opportunity to kick the man's dick. The black boxing champion's eyes were scratched, it can be said that there was nothing

He fought back and was kicked by Wang Zhe forcefully.

The black boxing champion had never practiced any iron skills. Although Wang Zhe was hit in the chest by his elbow and the force of the kick was much weaker, it was not something he could withstand.

"puff!"

Wang Zhe spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing his clothes on his chest red. He took a few steps back and swayed, but managed to stabilize himself. The black boxing champion fell to the ground and twitched a few times. There was no movement.

.It is estimated that there is less air in and more air out.

"The winner has been decided, Hongmen Wang Zhe wins!"

Zhang Yi and other notaries immediately looked at Tang Xiaoyun, who was sitting in the middle, and Tang Xiaoyun stood up and said loudly.

When Wang Zhe heard this, his expression relaxed and he fell backwards. At this time, a disciple next to Huang Xinzhuang jumped onto the ring and hugged Wang Zhe before he fell.

Obviously, Wang Zhe was seriously injured this time.

Before the competition, Zhang Yi had already signed a contract with Joseph. Moreover, both parties had lawyers present, so Joseph could not go back on his word.

"Haha. Thank you for the theaters. I think those theaters will show their true value in my hands." Zhang Yi tore the check into pieces as a bet and said to Joseph with a smile.

Joseph's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were full of anger, but there was nowhere to vent it.

"Mr. Joseph, seeing how generous you are, I kindly remind you: Don't bet on boxing with people who practice boxing!" Zhang Yi said with a smile, then greeted Li Xiao and turned around with the lawyer holding the relevant documents.

Just left.

And Josephine was almost angry to death by Zhang Yi's words.

"Master Huang, are you okay, Master Wang Zhe?" Zhang Yi asked Huang Xinzhuang. This boxing bet was undoubtedly the one Zhang Yi won the most. Five hundred theaters are of great value to Zhang Yi.

It is not simply measured by money.

"The injury is relatively serious, the sternum is broken, and the internal organs are ruptured. It will take a long time to recover, and it is still uncertain whether there will be any hidden dangers." Huang Xinzhuang said immediately. There was no joy at all about winning on his face.

"Master Wang Zhe's strategy of losing both sides is indeed a helpless move. If we continue, the outcome will be unpredictable," Xue Lianxin said immediately.

Zhang Yi nodded, then thought of something, and asked: "Master Huang, where does that ghost guy named Tang Xiaoyun come from? I can't understand his depth."

"That man is an instructor of several special forces in the United States, and is also a high-level executive of the CIA. The reason why the Hongmen and the Mafia agreed to solve the problem through gambling was because of his efforts." Huang Xinzhuang said with a wry smile.

"Oh? I didn't expect that the United States would have such a master as him." Zhang Yi was a little surprised.

"There is no shortage of masters in the military of any country." Huang Xinzhuang said, "I am ashamed to say that Tang Xiaoyun's pure Tai Chi puts us Chinese boxers to shame. Many masters from Hongmen have fallen at the hands of this man.

The Mafia is probably not much better."

When Zhang Yi heard this, he immediately understood. The fight between the Hongmen and the Mafia has seriously affected the social security of the United States. Naturally, the U.S. government cannot sit idly by and do nothing. However, the power of the Hongmen and the Mafia is deeply rooted and it is impossible to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

In order to make Hongmen and the Mafia calm down, Tang Xiaoyun, a master, came forward.

Tang Xiaoyun was so quick and easy that the Hongmen and the Mafia had to stop fighting and settle the issue with fists.

"I heard from a boxer who fought against Tang Xiaoyun that Tang Xiaoyun's Tai Chi skills are very similar to Sun style Tai Chi. Master Zhang is a descendant of the Sun sect. Have you ever heard of any Sun sect disciple who taught this ghost master? Huang Xinzhuang looked at Zhang Yi and said immediately.
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