That night, a western restaurant.
A tall, gentlemanly white man wearing a shirt and trousers was wiping the table.
"Boss, this is today's newspaper."
The strong white man handed the tablecloth to the waiter, "Asuna, I'll leave the rest to you."
"Okay, boss."
The strong white man wiped his hands and took the newspaper. The first thing he saw in the newspaper was the photo of Franky punching an A.
"Hey, it's that guy Franky. He actually went to participate in this fighting competition?!"
Pouring himself a glass of red wine, the strong white man sobered up the wine elegantly.
"That's right. After all, he has a background in boxing, and he just wants to set up a factory here." The strong white man took a sip of the wine, savoring the aftertaste. The wine was bright and translucent, as red as blood.
"I'm here to make a lot of money. What do you call it in their local dialect? Yes, it's a very interesting way of saying it."
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In the following days, the impact of the competition became more and more intense.
Yau Ma Tei is on the territory of the [Spring and Autumn Chamber of Commerce], and no gambling stalls are allowed to exist.
But in other places, many powerful bosses have opened handicaps.
For several days in a row, although there were some minor experts, there were no outstanding figures.
There are even opponents who rely solely on their bravery to fight with all their strength, and then there is no winner until the end of three rounds, and in the end they can only go to overtime.
In that match, both of them were very tough and no one admitted defeat.
The audience was also very excited to watch it, but it was not attractive to Hong Kang.
What he is looking for is a real master!
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The ninth day.
There will be Hong Kang's game today, in the ninth game.
But this is not what has all the audience discussing enthusiastically today.
"I heard that a woman will be on stage today?!" One person said mysteriously.
"Female? No way? A woman comes to participate in this kind of competition??" Some people didn't believe it, "Where did you get the news?"
"Don't believe it, my fourth uncle's son's cousin's neighbor's daughter happens to be a conductor here."
"If a woman comes to play, I wonder if the organizer will arrange a weaker opponent?"
"..."
"The first game, [Changle: Cao Yanjun] versus [Golden-haired Tiger: Zhao Jinhu]!!"
Cao Yanjun was wearing a purple Tang suit today. She looked very calm, even when she saw that her opponent was a burly man.
She was calm, but Zhao Jinhu's expression was stinky.
Zhao Jinhu thought he would have a strong opponent today, but unexpectedly a woman showed up. What bad luck!
However, there are also knowledgeable people discussing in a low voice: "Changle? Is it that Changle?"
"Are they empty? They sent a woman to fight!"
Zhao Jinhu shouted: "Hey, you bitches, you better give up quickly! If we really fight later, I will not show mercy to you, Mr. Zhao."
Cao Yanjun said calmly: "You don't have to be merciful."
"Hey! You bitch, why don't you know what's good and what's good?" Zhao Jinhu said angrily, "I'll break your tender face later, Master Zhao won't care."
Cao Yanjun thought to himself: "This rough guy is not bad at heart."
Cao Yanjun said: "Give you a chance."
Zhao Jinhu was stunned: "What opportunity?"
Cao Yanjun said: "If you lose this game, how about working for me in the future?"
Zhao Jinhu was extremely angry and laughed: "What if you lose?"
Cao Yanjun said: "If I lose, I will provide you with the management rights of a bar."
Zhao Jinhu was overjoyed: "Okay, this is what you said, don't go back on it!"
Cao Yanjun said: "Once a word is spoken, it is difficult for a horse to catch up."
There were people talking below.
"Is the person called Zhao Jinhu stupid? Can't he recognize it? No matter he wins or loses, he has to do things for that woman."
His companion suddenly said: "Maybe he is pretending to be confused because he understands!"
"Uh, yes! This woman is quite eye-catching." The person who spoke before said angrily. "Damn it, is this guy such a thief??"
The game whistle blows
"Beep!"
Zhao Jinhu took a good posture and raised his chin: "Master Zhao won't bully you, so you can take action first!"
Cao Yanjun showed no dissatisfaction at being slighted, and his tone remained calm: "Okay."
Say it.
His eyes narrowed slightly and instantly became sharp, giving him a compelling aura.
The hands come out of the gushing spring to exert force, and the legs come out of the Dantian to exert force. The hands and feet cooperate and echo up and down to form a unified force for the whole body.
"Ding, kick, turn, point, kick, wrong, kick, grind."
These eight kinds of kicks of Cao Yanjun almost cover Zhao Jinhu's whole body through changes in different directions such as front and back, left and right, straight and diagonal.
As the saying goes: As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not!
Cao Yanjun's kicking technique is quick and powerful, and he is obviously a master of kicking techniques.
"Good kicks!"
Even though Zhao Jinhu knew that he was mistaken, he still praised him.
His hands were shaped like claws and his steps kept moving.
He just blocked Cao Yanjun's series of kicks.
Cao Yanjun put his feet back and stood sideways, smiling softly: "Cat claw??"
"It's tiger claw!!"
Zhao Jinhu's breath was confused and he shouted angrily.
He ripped the wind with both hands and attacked Cao Yanjun fiercely.
This bitch plans to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, but we can't let her succeed!
"The tiger is coming down the mountain!"
Zhao Jinhu roared and pounced over.
Cao Yanjun connected with him with both hands, borrowed the opponent's moves to move forward with his back, exerted force with his feet, and used the opponent's strength to move forward with his back.
Connect is to connect, Sui is to borrow.
As soon as it is connected, it will follow, and as soon as it is released, it will be released.
"The legs fire like a volley of cannons, and the movements are as flexible as the palms of the arms."
Cao Yanjun's luck movement is continuous and continuous, and his strength and movements are coordinated internally and externally.
Sometimes hard and sometimes soft, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow, sometimes rising and sometimes falling.
The beating made Zhao Jinhu feel unsatisfied and irritated.
Hong Kang looked at Cao Yanjun's kicking skills. He must first accumulate and then release. The accumulation must be sufficient and the release must be strong. The force must be sourced and the force must be accurate.
"Dad, does Cao Yanjun use [Stick the Foot]?!"
"The hair in her hands is like a bow, and her kicks are like springs." Hong Zhennan nodded and said, "This girl uses [foot-tapping] Kung Fu! And her skills are not weak."
"Who do you think will win?"
Hong Kang calmed down for a moment and said, "Cao Yanjun."
Then he explained: "Although she is a woman, her energy is long, and her breathing is not disordered so far, and it is still rhythmic. On the other hand, Zhao Jinhu is more than strong, but not soft enough, and his breath is still messy."
Sure enough, Cao Yanjun saw the opportunity, turned over, stamped his feet, changed to running style, and executed a killing move.
"The tiger turns around and wants to take the lead."
Her toes were directly on Zhao Jinhu's throat.
"Master Zhao, you lose."
Listening to Cao Yanjun's gentle words, as soon as he lowered his head, he felt the toes pressing against his throat.
Feeling the faint sense of oppression, cold sweat broke out on Zhao Jinhu's forehead.
Zhao Jinhu was very single: "Okay, I will follow you from now on."
However, Cao Yanjun's foot was still pressed against his throat.
Zhao Jinhu swallowed: "Jun...Sister Jun."
Hearing the honorific, Cao Yanjun gently took his feet back.
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