Chapter 63: Become famous in 1 battle

Chapter 63: Become Famous in the First World War
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The shape of Wang Chao's split fist tiger is not dark, but the strength of Ming Jin alone is more than 1,000 kilograms. When he is hit by him, it is like a big axe, and the skull of the "snake head" Splitting is not as simple as a concussion.
The two men who brought Wang Chao in with Lu Chengwen immediately pulled out a large woven bag in the corner of the workshop, stuffed the dead "snake head" inwards, and pulled the bag tightly out of the way.
These two actions are very proficient, it seems that doing this kind of thing is not twice, no, and the novel 3w.quled.c times.
The remaining boxers also changed their expressions, watching Wang Chao's eyes envious, jealous, and frightened.
But for the death of the "snake head", they did not show the slightest pity, and no one came out to avenge their companions, as if it were a dead dog.
There is a word spreading widely in underground fighting, and it is necessary to always be ready to kill or be killed. "
Life is not worth mentioning here, just an object for others to entertain. There is no real companion here, maybe just practice fist together, the next round, in the ring is the enemy of life and death.
Originally, there was no doubt about Zhao Xinglong's description of underground black boxing fighting, "Where is there so dark in society?" But after seeing the security situation of the Guangzhou train. Wang Chao no longer has the slightest doubts and understands in his heart that it is impossible to happen in this sinful land along the coast.
There is no darkest, only darker than you can imagine.
Where there are fists and violence, there are gangsters. This is the unbreakable truth since ancient times.
Wang Chao had blood on his hands before. He also joined the organization and received a "legal murder license". For killing people. Neither psychologically nor realistically, there are no estimates. Of course, you have to be a little bit dark, otherwise you can't control these dangerous companions.
"Okay, the shot was ruthless enough." Lu Chengwen's triangular eyes flickered, like a poisonous snake staring at his prey.
"Brother Gao told me that as long as he comes here, he can't keep his hands. It's better to kill people, otherwise I will die." Wang Chao's answer didn't show any flaws.
"No, no. The building speaks truth." After hearing this sentence, Lu Chengwen's face eased a lot, and then he laughed a lot. The look of Wang Chao in the triangular eyes also changed, as if Wang Chao was a cash cow. . "This guy was also a good player, but unfortunately he didn't do it for half a year. I heard that he is now a policeman? It's really interesting."
"You're also tired after sitting in the car for one night. Lao Hei, take him for a meal first, and then arrange for him to rest at the residence." Lu Chengwen patted Wang Chao on the shoulder. "Young man, fight well, for five years. Inside. I promise you wo n’t be a problem earning millions. "
There is also a cafeteria next to this factory for repairing cars.
Grabbing a place with a large plate, Wang Chao sat alone, and none of the sturdy car mechanics next to him dared.
Obviously, the news that he had just killed the "snake head" spread quickly.
He didn't talk to this group of people either. After eating, under the leadership of "Old Black", Wang Chao came to a row of small bungalows next to the factory building.
"This is the room where you live." Old Heinu said with a mouth, "Resume well, don't run around. If you want to go out, you must first report to me, and then pass Wenge's permission."
Wang Chao nodded to understand. Lao Hei sucked his nose and turned away.
I looked at this little house where I lived. About sixty square meters. The pitted concrete floor, and the white walls brushed on all sides were mouldy.
Black vintage wooden table. Poor-quality bench, sitting on the bed creaking and shaking violently, and a small electric fan on the bed. This is all in the house. Poorly simple.
Wang Chao looked at all of this, and a thought suddenly burst into his heart.
"If I didn't meet Sister Chen three years ago. Isn't it that I have also come out to work now, and really fell to this point?"
Indeed, Tang Zichen was not encountered. After graduating from high school, he could only come to the coast like tens of millions of ordinary migrant workers. He lived in a dilapidated house in the suburbs.
"The fate of people is confusing, and the encounters of people are vague. The world is impermanent, and the yin and yang are poor. Who can do in the future?"
On the edge of this bustling and noisy city, in a shabby and small cottage. Wang Chao thinks of Tang Zichen and thousands of ordinary workers on the edge of the city. They have no future in the slightest, and they ca n’t see any meager hope. Such a desperate world is the driving force for them to work hard. Courage to go down?
After a long sigh, Wang Chao sat down. After the emotion, his heart was quiet.
Realizing the various expressions in the world, the path of tempering the mind and mind is never ending.
Without a brilliant and shining perception, how can you make a brilliant and shiny punch?
The world is a big yin and yang, including everything.
Life is a melting pot, everyone is smelting in it, and some have become the essence, giving off its brilliance, but more of it is flying in annihilation.
Wang Chao sat like this casually, with a natural posture, and did not deliberately put out a fist frame. The pores of the whole body were slightly closed and opened, as if breathing.
The night came gradually, and the slight footsteps walking far towards the room caused Wang Chao to wake up.
"This is the old black one, who came to me." Wang Chao's ears were sensitive. The state of mind is quiet, and from the weight of the footsteps, one can tell who the person is.
Sure enough, the door was pushed open two minutes later.
"Hurry up, Brother Wen arranged for you at night. You come with me." Lao Hei Chao Wang Chao sitting on the bed beckoned.
"Arranged so quickly?" Wang Chao was a little surprised, according to the information provided by the organization. It usually takes more than a week for newcomers to enter the underground boxing arena.
The organizers of underground boxing are very strict. It has also been hit by the state. Every time a boxing match is arranged, it is a wing. The organizers are generally the underworld in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan. Of course, there are Guangdong, Fujian and Zhejiang. The black forces in places like Jiangsu, Hainan, and Shandong.
Each organization has a dedicated venue and a group of large customers.
These black forces solicit some boxers who are desperately trying to make money and let them fight each other. Those bosses who are looking for excitement spend money to watch and spend money to gamble on the floor.
Bloody and cruel can release the pressure, and bore the cabaret, dance hall, bar. Some rich people in the casino have new entertainment, just like the ancient Roman arena.
The friction between the black forces and the black forces, who grab the ground, is often resolved by gambling.
Because in the 21st century, the underworld won't grab the ground, it is impossible to do like before. A group of hundreds of people, thousands of people, chased and killed with a machete, and large-scale gun battles were also reduced.
The state will not allow such things to happen frequently.
Lu Chengwen is the general manager of the security department of a semi-black and white company called Daxing Group.
The security department of this company is specialized in fighting and organizing small black boxing matches. The annual profit is still quite a lot.
Unlike other company security departments, they only pay for people.
The current underworld is no longer just to collect protection fees, cut people, steal, and rob. Underworld high-rise. All have regular companies.
"The information provided by the organization was five or six years ago. In the past few years, some coastal princes and ginseng internal gangs have merged into the black forces, making the organization's eyes and ears less clear. Now the underground boxing world is developing vigorously. . "
Wang Chao ’s first mission to enter the underground boxing market is to find out what it is now. As for gambling with Zhao Jundi, that is a personal issue.
Prince Codonopsis joined the underworld and covered the sky with one hand, even the organization is not easy to investigate.
As Cao Yi said, training Wang Chao to become a highly respected martial arts leader in the martial arts community in Southeast Asia is at best only an idea and an ambitious plan.
Wang Chaoxin knew very well that at least he would survive after he became famous, and it gradually became valuable, and this plan would be put on the agenda.
Otherwise, the teacher will die first, or lose. All that is empty words.
Now Wang Chao is a piece inserted into the underworld in the organization. When this piece comes into play, the organization will naturally be more heavily used. If there are other plans in the organization to abandon this piece, it is only a matter of fate.
He had this consciousness long ago, but it was not a distrust of the organization. It is because this is an unshakable truth for centuries. To join any organization, we must take obedience to order as our duty, be ready to be small and to be sacrificed for the task of the organization.
This is the case with the military, this is the case with mercenaries, and the same is true with the underworld. Even some companies are like this.
If any organization does not have this core, then it is not far from disintegration.
This is also the real reason why Wang Chao wants to find a chance to leave the organization in the heart. He doesn't like to be manipulated by being a chess piece.
But it is still far from being discussed.
"I'm going to fight at night? Is there any opponent's information?" Wang Chao asked Lao Hei.
"Today is a dispute between our group and Tianxin Moving Company. It was originally a snakehead, but unfortunately you were killed. We did not investigate the situation of the opponent. It is not clear. You went up and hit it well. You won this time. If you do, your wallet will immediately swell. "Lao Hei laughed.
"Disputes, disputes?" Wang Chao asked casually as he walked.
"We also have a moving company in Daxing, robbed business with Tianxin, and played several times. Three or four people have died on both sides. Above, Prince Wu sent a message and told us to calm down. Arranged a gambling dispute resolution. "
"Prince Wu ..." Wang Chao heard it. The old black prince said that Wu Yingda's name was Wu Yingda, his uncle was a senior official in the Fujian Military Region, and his father was a senior official in the political circles of Guangdong. There are people in both military and political circles, which is not trivial.
Wu Yingda, Zhao Jun, and Wang Xiaolei. All three are leaders of the ECO Group. The crown princes along the coast. The black forces in two provinces of Fujian and Guangdong almost all look at the faces of the three of them.
And all underground boxing matches in these two provinces. Regardless of size, Eke Group will charge protection fees. Among them are large-scale gambling. They are organized directly.
A van was parked outside the workshop, and Wang Chao got into the car under the support of four or five big men. As the car drove further and further, the street lights flashed.
After two hours of chaos, he entered the countryside and stopped by a tall building.
Many cars were parked in front of the building, and there were uniforms in twos and threes. The patrol man patrolled and greeted him as soon as he saw the car coming.
"We are Daxing people! Has Wen Wen come?" Lao Hei seems to be Lu Chengwen's confidant.
"Come, you come with me." A security guard looked at Lao Hei, picked up the intercom and said something, and then waved to make the way clear. Wang Chao took a few people in.
The building seems to be a country-level movie theater expansion site, passing a long corridor. Although suddenly bright. A hall of nearly 1,000 square meters is surrounded by auditoriums. A big ring was built with cement in the middle, and the ring was surrounded by rope.
Wang Chao looked around, and the audience was almost empty. There are men and women, big boss hug Xiaomi, urban elite white-collar workers. Wang Chao even saw several people wearing armed police costumes. Obviously this is also a fan of fighting.
Although the auditoriums around were full, the row in front of the stands was filled with tobacco, alcohol, fruits, drinks, and snacks, but the golden location was empty.
"Obviously it's for important people, not for people to see?" Wang Chao turned to the mini-satellite phone while he was in the toilet.
"Dragon Snake, Dragon Snake. We have determined your location." The voice of the big stone came. "When you came out. We followed your car and got here. Now ambush not far away, about two kilometers from your location. Within about half a kilometer, we detected a fire spot. If there is danger, you immediately Send a signal that we can eliminate the firepower in about ten minutes. "
"That's good, I'm fine here. You don't want to be surprised. When I came out, I explained the situation clearly. You drafted materials and reported to the organization."
"understand."
When Wang Chao came out of the toilet, Lu Chengwen looked very ugly and left.
"No, this time Tianxin's people actually invited Xu Zhen's apprentice Qin Maojiao. This is hard to do."
Xu Zhen, one of the three tigers in Guangdong, is about ten years older than Zhang Wei. Now more than forty.
Xu Zhen's Tongbei fist is famous, and he was called the "small arm saint" as a young man. His arms were as strong as steel and soft as cane.
To call it "Little Arm Saint"?
Because there was an "arm sage" Zhang Ce in the Tongbei Gate, the deputy director of Fengtian Guoshu Museum during the Republic of China. Martial arts fascinated. Xu Zhen cannot naturally use the place names of his predecessors.
Xu Zhen is now the director of Guangdong Tianle Group, with assets of over 100 million. This is also a lot of contacts when they debut. There are over a hundred disciples under the door. Among them, the most outstanding, he got dozens of hands-on teaching.
These dozens of disciples have now made a name.
Qin Maojiao is one of them.
"This can be done, this can be done." Lu Chengwen was obviously anxious. His confidence in Wang Chao is insufficient.
At this time, Wang Chao saw a group of people walking in the front passage. One of the men and the woman attracted Wang Chao's eyes at once. The man was a 25-year-old young man with a body of about 1.8 meters and a bone joint. Muscles are well-proportioned, and obviously Kung Fu exercises very well.
But what attracted him most was the girl in casual sportswear.
Although she is a girl, Wang Chao is sure that she is older than her age. Wang Chao is only in her early twenties. This girl is obviously twenty-three to four.
"That woman is a man?" Wang Chao asked.
"This is Chen Bin from Chen Aiyang, the great master of the Chen Group. The Chen Group and Xu Zhen's Tianle Group have business cooperation ... Forget it, let me tell you what to do?" Lu Chengwen looked at Wang Chao as if he Already a dead man.
"Lao Wen, did your boxers come? This time, the Chen Group bet on it. The stakes are large, and it has already exceeded one million."
An organizer saw Lu Chengwen and raised his head.
"You, go to power." Lu Chengwen pointed to Wang Chao.
"Your boxer is him? Making faces ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The organizer looked at Wang Chao, and there were some eyes in his eyes." Come with me. "
The organizer was taken to the ring. Wang Chao looked at the audience around him and felt those eyes. It seemed like a wolf smelling blood.
Only Wang Chao was alone in the ring.
There is no way, the famous master is always played last.
Wang Chao has no name now.
In the golden position below, the young man sat down and looked at Chen Aiyang very diligently, not looking at Wang Chao standing on the ring.
"You are not short of money now, come to fight black fist?" Chen Bin lightly sucked a bottle of Wanglaoji herbal tea.
"No way, this time Tianxin sent me a million and invited me. I'm saying, where is the progress without real combat?" Qin Maojiao smiled diligently.
"There is a real combat, this scale, where there are masters, or you go to challenge Zhang Wei. I heard that Zhang Wei has recently gone out again." Chen Bin's words are still salty, ridiculous.
"In the future, I will not only challenge Zhang Wei, but also your brother, Master Chen." Qin Maojiao seemed to be irritated and his face was bloodied.
The dialogue between the two passed clearly into Wang Chao's ear.
"Challenge my brother? You can't cope with this one on the ring." Chen Bin turned his eyes to Wang Chao, looked up and down, frowned and thought.
"Cut!" Qin Maojiao grinned.
At the same time, the rapid electric bell rang.
This is a harbinger of the beginning of the fight.
The audience was all excited, and countless heavy breaths made Wang Chao hear clearly.
Qin Maojiao stood up and walked into the ring to face Wang Chao.
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