Golden Triangle, Zhang Yu was wearing plaster on his arm, sitting on the sofa, listening to herbal tea reporting on the latest situation outside.

"Master Yu, now many forces are urging us to send people to fight as soon as possible. If we don't respond, we will be considered as abstaining from the right path." Herbal Cha said with a wry smile.

"Abstain from the right and admit defeat, hum, and then they wanted to merge us with one gun and one bullet without spending a soldier. Tell them that if anyone is not convinced, they can try to move." Zhang Yu grinned, his eyes full of coldness.

Zhang Yu has been very popular in recent days. He did not expect that the influence of the Luxri family in the United States would be so great that he almost turned him into the public enemy of the Golden Triangle.

If it weren't for the big guy who was holding on and no force would dare to force it too much, Zhang Yu and others would have been driven out of the Golden Triangle by them.

"Okay." Herbal Tea nodded: "When will Zero come."

"It should be soon." Zhang Yu didn't know when Xiao Feng would come to the Golden Triangle. He was under a lot of pressure now, and it was not easy to delay for three days.

"Master Yu, the ring has started again. It was the American fighting king who came on the field." Li Huo came in from outside and said to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Is he going to do it finally? Let's go and have a look."

Knowing yourself and your enemy will never be defeated. Zhang Yu already suspected that both the American fighting king and the Muay Thai champion should belong to the Luxri family. The fighting king did not take action before, and the Muay Thai champion alone swept across forces of all sizes.

Now that the fighting king is going to play, Zhang Yu naturally won’t miss this opportunity. He wants to find out his background and what plans can be made at that time.

Zhang Yu and his group drove three cars and left the base area in a mighty manner and drove towards the venue. When they got there, they saw that the scene was already crowded and very lively.

Although Zhang Yu's situation has not been very good recently, no one dares to underestimate him. Seeing that General Yu is coming, they all make way to avoid causing trouble.

Zhang Yu did not say a word, and walked towards the VIP seat next to the central arena with butterflies, attracting almost everyone's attention.

In fact, it is just a VIP seat, which is just a shed that can shelter from wind, rain and sun, and is not much different from other seats.

When Zhang Yu brought people to their VIP seat, he found someone was already sitting there with a big golden sword, with an arrogant expression on his face, staring at Zhang Yu and others from far to near with contempt.

Zhang Yu stopped, looked at the curly hair sitting on his seat, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Get down."

"What, you're louder, I didn't hear it." Curly said deliberately as she fiddled with her hair.

"Get out." Zhang Yu said again, but his tone was very cold.

"Yeah, General Yu is so majestic, hum, don't really take it..." Curly Mao said this, and heard a "bang" gunshot, and the words stopped abruptly. A blood hole appeared on his forehead, and blood flowed out.

The crisp gunshot shocked the people around who were waiting to watch the fun. When they looked at the blood hole in Curly's forehead, they felt a chill in their hearts. General Yu was still so strong.

After the curly men were stunned, they all roared and raised their guns to avenge the curly men. However, before they could raise their guns, the black muzzles were already pointed at them.

Zhang Yu's face was calm, and he slowly withdrew the gun, blew the blue smoke coming out of the muzzle, and didn't even look at the corpse, as if the person was not killed by him at all.

"Are you going to fight the ring? Keep going." Zhang Yu looked around and sneered in his heart.

The people around were busy with their gazes, and they were all busy with their own affairs, no longer looking at this side. The people who were originally a little ready to move were honest at this time. The thin camels were fucked to death, not to mention that General Yu had not lost weight yet.

Zhang Yu kicked the curly body off the chair and looked at his subordinates: "Take his body away."

Seeing that Zhang Yu was still so strong, Curly's subordinates didn't dare to stay too much, so they carried a corpse and ran away, not even dared to leave a word on the scene.

Everyone around him shook his head. The curly hair was so vain that it was worth it. Who made him not have a brain?

Zhang Yu sat on the chair and looked at the central ring. At this time, two people were fighting one-on-one, and his level was not very high, which made him not have the desire to continue watching.

Zhang Yu came here today purely for the American fighting king: "When that guy comes on stage, call me." After that, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and began to rest.

About an hour later, there were a sound of crying around him. Zhang Yu opened his eyes and looked at the ring intently. Sure enough, the American fighting king appeared.

On the ring, a blond white man jumped on, with a slender and burly figure, and agile body. With a slight movement, his blocky muscles kept shaking~ He was wearing a big red cloak, looking particularly sexy.

The fighting king raised his hands and looked around, finally stopped his eyes on Zhang Yu, showing a provocative smile, then raised his hand, pointed at him, hooked his hand, and finally rushed down with his thumb.

Such a provocative and slap gesture made Zhang Yu's face change slightly and he had no reaction.

Seeing that Zhang Yu was not fooled, the fighting king stopped saying anything. At most, in three days, the Golden Triangle would be controlled by their Luxri family.

"Damn, if I hadn't only had one last chance, I would have wanted to go up and play with him." Herbal tea's face was full of murderous intent.

"Calm down, when Brother Feng comes, they are all the same tricks." Zhang Yu said lightly.

Although Zhang Yu knew Xiao Feng's strength, even if he recovered, he would not be the opponent of these two people, but wasn't he bringing a master here? The person who can be called a master by him must be Wuming and the level of three kills.

"Yes." Herbal tea and others nodded.

The one who fought against the Fighting King was a man from an old-fashioned power in the Golden Triangle. He was known as the "Eagle King". He practiced the eagle claw skill well with one hand. Not to mention breaking mountains and cracking stones, but if he caught him, it would be a piercing stomach.

When the time comes, the Eagle King comes up from the side, wipes the cockscomb head, and looks at the fighting king: "I heard that your strength is comparable to that of the Muay Thai King."

"Haha, it's more than enough to beat you." The Fighting King did not answer the Eagle King's words in a direct manner, but said in a plain tone.

"Okay, very good, then let's try it. I'll fight against the Muay Thai King again after he fell down." The Eagle King finished speaking coldly and lit up a starting move.

The fighting king took off his red cloak, moved his body, and pointed at the Eagle King: "Three minutes, I'll let you lie down from the ring."

"Hmph." The Eagle King snorted coldly, bent his legs, and exerted force suddenly, his body was like an eagle, and he rushed towards the Fighting King.

Zhang Yu and others looked at the ring intently. As the saying goes, experts only have nothing to do when they take action. Just by using the Eagle King's move, they can be shocked. They are indeed masters.

‘Bang’, the fighting king used his hand to snatch the Eagle King’s arm and punched him out.

The Eagle King cried out in secret and retreated sharply. He didn't expect that the Fighting King would react so quickly. He took a few steps back and avoided the sharp attack. When he looked at the Fighting King, his face was much more serious and he dared not look down on him anymore.

"Eagle King, kill him." An old general shouted below.

The Eagle King nodded and moved again. He used an eagle to pounce on the rabbit, and the eagle claws covered the fighting king. One blow was the chest and one blow was the throat. Anyone who worked, it could bring a fatal blow to the opponent.

The fighting king also felt the pressure. He took a step back, avoided the blow of his throat, and punched the Eagle King in the abdomen.

‘Bang’, as soon as the Eagle King’s hand touched the Fighting King’s chest, he punched him out.

When people were in the air, the Eagle King realized a serious mistake, that is, the bodies of Easterners and Westerners are fundamentally different, and Westerners have long arms.

‘Puff’, the fighting king made a heavy blow, hurting the Eagle King’s internal organs. As soon as he landed on the ground, he could no longer suppress it and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

The fighting king looked down at the blood marks on his chest, and his face was gloomy. He didn't expect that he would be injured by this Raush Eagle King. He had decided that he must destroy the Eagle King and vent his anger.

"The Eagle King is going to be defeated, and it is probably going to be destroyed." Zhang Yu had been lying in the wind for so long, with extraordinary eyesight, so he naturally saw that the Fighting King had a murderous intent.

"Ahem, well, the fighting power of the fighting king should be no lower than that of the Muay Thai champion." Butterfly coughed a few times and nodded.

While the two of them were talking, the Fighting King launched a series of fierce attacks, which made the Eagle King retreat continuously, and there was no effective counterattack at all, and he retreated step by step to the edge of the ring.

‘Bang’, the fighting king finally grabbed a flaw and punched the Eagle King in the chest, then kicked his right foot hard, hitting his shoulder.

With two "clicks", the Eagle King flew out, smashed heavily to the ground, vomiting blood, and fainted directly.

Zhang Yu turned his gaze to the Eagle King, and saw that his chest had been smashed by a punch, and the Fighting King completely smashed his shoulder with the last kick. That arm was considered useless. Even if he cured it, he would probably not be able to practice the Eagle Claw Technique.

"He is also a ruthless man." After Zhang Yu said, he stood up: "Let's go."

"Okay." Butterfly and others also had a basic understanding of the fighting king and didn't want to stay any longer.

"General Yu." The fighting king shouted at Zhang Yu's back in a weird Chinese.

Zhang Yu stopped and did not look back.

"I hope you can find someone as soon as possible to do the last duel, otherwise I will break your other arm as well." The fighting king said arrogantly.

Zhang Yu's mouth was outlined with a smile, looking a little hideous: "Haha, if you have the ability, you will interrupt me now. If you don't have the ability, just shut up." After that, he left without looking back.

The fighting king looked at Zhang Yu's back and his face was extremely gloomy. It was not that he didn't want to kill Zhang Yu, but that he didn't have the courage to kill Zhang Yu on the ring. No one could say anything, but if he was under the ring, it would cause a huge rebound from their forces and affect the game situation of the entire senior management.
Chapter completed!