No matter how prosperous the city is, it has its dilapidated side, and there is always darkness behind the brightness. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were walking on a pedestrian street in Sheung Wan, Guangdong, to pass the boring afternoon time. The streets were full of small businesses occupying the road.

Street vendor.

This is an overcrowded street, a pedestrian street, an old street that has to be walked!

Two days after arriving in Guangdong and Hong Kong, the two of them still had nothing to do. For the 200 million yuan business, Yang Ganglie left early and came back late every day. He was so busy that he only asked two big bodyguards to let them have fun in Guangdong and Hong Kong.

, and then stopped paying attention.

Are you still playing? How many days have you been playing? Is this case a trip specially arranged by the company?

Guangdong and Hong Kong are an international metropolis with many places to visit, but they are unfamiliar with the place. Wu Ming didn’t know where to go. He and Zhuge Dachang boarded a bus as if they were following the crowd, and then sat at the terminal.

I went wherever I wanted and ended up in the old town of Sheung Wan.

Walking on the bustling streets, Wu Ming felt quite happy. He looked at Zhuge Dachang and said with a smile: "It's quite lively here!"

"I didn't expect there to be such a poor place in Guangdong and Hong Kong..." Zhuge Dachang looked at the old arcades on both sides of the street and said loudly: "It seems like I have traveled back to eighty years ago."

"If we could go back eighty years ago, Brother Zhu, you would definitely be a powerful figure!"

"of course!"

"Definitely the best among traitors."

"Go to hell, you Wu Sangui is the big traitor..." Zhuge Dachang laughed and cursed, then sighed slightly and asked: "What kind of business do you think that chrysanthemum cripple is talking about? Why do you always leave us behind?"

? He was secretive, as if he was doing something shady."

Wu Ming was equally curious about this and couldn't help but sigh: "A business worth 200 million yuan! If we were reselling rat poison, I don't know how many people would be killed."

Zhuge Dachang smiled and asked calmly: "What if it is two hundred million Vietnamese dong?"

Wu Ming rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you say 200 million lire!"

"Lira? Which country's currency?"

"I don't remember. Anyway, 200 million can buy us tens of thousands of dollars at most. However, it's no problem to buy ten boxes of high-quality underwear."

"Ten boxes of underwear?" Zhuge Dachang laughed, "It's such a big deal. If we connect these underwear together, we can almost circle his manor."

Just as the two were joking, a sharp whistle sounded, and the whole street suddenly became boiling. Various small vendors ran away like crazy. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were stupidly stuck in the middle of the road, unable to react.

, they had no idea what was going on?

The top controls the sky, the bottom controls the earth, and the middle controls the air. As long as one person takes action, he can cause the crowds to empty out. In the hearts of the vendors, they are like gods.

It turns out that the cat is here, no wonder the mouse is running away!

After a while, the entire pedestrian street was as messy as a typhoon passing through. Of course, it can no longer be called a pedestrian street. The street has been cleared up a lot, and large trucks can enter and exit unimpeded.

Zhuge Dachang let out a surprised sigh and asked, "Sangui! Why is there a pair of underwear hanging in your hand?"

"Underwear?" Wu Ming looked down and found a pair of brand new white underwear hanging on his arm. It was suitable for women and had a trademark on it. Where did it come from?

I heard that some people can emit a magnetic field to suck objects from across the air. Do I also have this kind of super power? Speaking of which, why do I always suck underwear?

I was still talking about underwear just now, and God immediately rewarded me with a pair. It can be said that everything is answered. Is it so effective? Wu Ming really wanted to shout to the sky, do you dare to reward me with a beautiful woman!

"This is a call from my grandson. Do you want to answer it or not..." This was Wu Ming's new ringtone for calls from strangers. Wu Ming casually put his underwear into his pocket and took out his cell phone to answer it.

"Wu Ming? Where are you now?"

Recognizing Yang Fenglie's voice, Wu Ming replied seriously: "We are near Sheung Wan! Are you okay?"

"Sheung Wan? How come you are so far away?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Yang Ganglie's tone, and he quickly answered: "Then you go directly to the Golf Pier Stadium in Tuen Mun, hurry up!" After that, he hung up.

Cut off the phone.

"Whose phone number?"

Wu Ming said slowly: "The man with the brilliant chrysanthemum finally remembered us and asked us to go to the Pier Gym to share our feelings with him."

"Then why don't you leave quickly?"

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An hour later, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang took a taxi to the Golf Dockers Stadium. Yang Ganglie waited at the gate until his hair turned white. When he saw the two of them, he pulled them into the stadium without saying a word.

This is a small comprehensive gymnasium with a cross-shaped interior. There are tennis courts in the north and south corners, volleyball courts in the east and west corners, and a basketball court in the middle. A temporary boxing ring is in the center of the basketball court.

How many people were already sitting in the stands of the basketball court? It was estimated that there were nearly two hundred people. Most of them were wearing black suits. This gave Wu Ming the illusion that he was attending a chase party. The atmosphere was a bit strange.

The three of them walked to the commentary box in the stands. Yang Ganglie showed a flattering smile to a young man with chestnut hair, pointed at Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang, and said: "Mr. Cézanne Pikov, this is the boxer I invited."

"Yang! There is a Chinese saying that when you are in the countryside, do as the Romans do. You can call me He Su!" The Li-haired young man spoke Chinese well. Then he glanced at Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang and said coldly: "Let them prepare!"

"Okay, okay!"

What surprised Wu Ming was that this big boss from Ukolan was so young and could also speak Chinese. Zhuge Dachang looked at the tall white bodyguards behind He Su and frowned.

There were many people sitting in the entire stadium, but no one spoke, and they did not sit together in groups. Instead, they were intentionally or unintentionally divided into eight squares, each occupying a corner. They looked at others with eager eyes, quite a bit of a no-nonsense attitude.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a gang meeting at a negotiation party.

Back among a dozen horsemen, Yang Ganglie looked back at Wu Ming and Wu Ming, smiled, and said: "It's all up to you later. You must help me win the first place in the boxing match."

Wu Ming touched his nose and asked: "Is there any prize money in this competition?"

"One hundred thousand..." Yang Ganglie laughed dryly and said, "Although it's a bit small, if you help me win first place, I won't treat you badly, don't worry!"

Boom...

A middle-aged man in a vest walked to the ring and sounded the gong in his hand. Yang Ganglie patted Zhuge Dachang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, you go and draw lots!"

The two nodded and walked towards the center of the stadium. People came out of the stands one after another. Wu Ming approached Zhuge Dachang and whispered: "Brother Zhuge! Do you think it's weird? I feel like I've entered a den of thieves."

"That foreigner's bodyguards are not ordinary people. I think they must have been soldiers..." Zhuge Dachang's eyes burst into light and he said: "The point is that I smelled it on them..."

Wu Ming interrupted lightly: "Is it murderous?"

Zhuge Dachang was shocked at first when he heard this, and then immediately felt relieved. He nodded and said, "We must be careful. If we see something bad happening, we should run away immediately."

"First make a hundred thousand yuan and then run away!"

"That is required!"

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There were only sixteen people participating in this game. Wu Ming drew number nine and Zhuge Dachang drew number 16. Then, the referee announced the rules of the game.

There are only three rounds in a match, each round lasts three minutes, and the loser is eliminated. The other rules are similar to those in a Sanda match. What annoys Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang is that this match is actually better than Chinese martial arts, because the big boss off the court

What He Su wanted to see was Chinese Kung Fu.

You can use Mantis Fist, Dragon Claw Hand, Erlang Kick, Athlete's Foot, etc. In short, you must use Chinese martial arts, and you must declare your family name before entering the arena, and you must shout the name of the move every time you make a move.

This fucking game is broken! Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang are a little dissatisfied, but what else can they do? For 100,000 yuan, they have no choice but to bite the bullet. If you don’t take the money, you are not a hero.

There were more than a dozen numbered cushions next to the ring. Zhuge Dachang was going to be the first to compete. Wu Ming returned to his seat angrily and sat down. It happened that a bald man was sitting next to him. The two looked at each other and immediately had feelings for each other.

A touch of intimacy.

The bald man greeted enthusiastically: "Brother, are you also from the Shaolin sect?"

Wu Ming's face darkened and he replied perfunctorily: "I am from the Huashan Sect."

"How is that possible?" The bald head was shocked and said with wide eyes, "The Huashan sect should be Taoist priests?"

Wu Ming said angrily: "Who stipulates that Taoist priests cannot keep their heads bald?"

The bald man was speechless after being retorted. After a while, he said with an arrogant look: "Since we are not from the same sect, I won't be polite later."

Wu Ming retorted: "Then you have to be careful, I can easily break someone's leg if I strike!"

The bald man hummed: "A real man, if his leg is broken, do you think I will be afraid?"

"Do you know what the third leg is?"

"Uh... I've heard a little bit about it!"

Wu Ming showed a devilish smile and said: "What I'm best at is fingering the vaginal feet. It can be said that I'm always on target..." As he said that, he took a special look at the bald groin, and then said: "Anyway, you can keep it.

No need, it doesn’t matter if you break it.”

"I use it, I use it..." The bald head turned red with anxiety and said, "I'm not a formal monk, I'm just a lay disciple of Shaolin, and my family still relies on me to continue the family lineage."

Just as the two were talking, the match on the field officially began, and they immediately turned their attention to the boxing ring.

Zhuge Dachang's opponent was a middle-aged man. He cupped his fists and performed an ancient ritual, and said politely: "My name is Lin Jun. I am a boxing teacher in a martial arts school. I am good at Xingyiquan, Tiger and Crane Double Shape. Please

Advice!"

Zhuge Dachang nodded in return and said: "My name is Zhuge Dachang, bodyguard. What I am good at is... uh... Dragon Fist!"

The referee raised his hand to make the two men retreat a certain distance, and then shouted: "The game begins!"

Lin Jun stretched out his right hand, curled his fingers into tiger claws, grabbed Zhuge Dachang's chest, and shouted: "The black tiger takes out the heart!"

Zhuge Dachang generously let him hit his chest, grabbed his waist and lifted him up, shouting: "Look at me... Lushan rises to dominate the dragon!" After saying that, he threw the man out of the ring.

The scene was completely silent at first, and then there was a burst of laughter and whistles. After Lin Jun was thrown off the stage, he rolled on the spot. After he got up, he immediately protested to the referee: "This is not the Ten-Shaped Dragon Fist at all, he fouled!"

The referee didn't even look at him, he just kept counting: "One, two, three..."

"Damn!" Lin Jun cursed secretly and entered the ring again. Soon, he made the same mistake again and was thrown off the stage by Zhuge Dachang with the same move.
Chapter completed!