"Are you really not Black Gloves?" the man in clown suit asked uncertainly.
He had never seen the true appearance of Black Gloves. Only after learning that the black and white evil spirits died here did he think that the Black Gloves that his organization had been investigating had come here.
Because the death method of Black and White and the killing method of Black Glove are very imaginary, both of them had their necks broken neatly.
And Wang Donglai's whereabouts were very suspicious, so they set their target on Wang Donglai. In fact, they were not sure whether Wang Donglai was the person they were looking for.
It is precisely because of uncertainty that we are always under surveillance.
"No, I don't even know who the Black Glove you are talking about is." Wang Donglai was speechless, "And you, who are you, and what is your purpose of following me?"
While monitoring Wang Donglai, the man in clown suit was ordered to retreat quickly once his whereabouts were exposed, so regardless of whether Wang Donglai was the black glove they were looking for, he did not want to continue to entangle him.
Without answering Wang Donglai's question, the man in clown suit flew the playing cards in his hand towards Wang Donglai.
The playing cards were spinning in the air, leaving a stream of light in the air like a flying blade.
Wang Donglai quickly turned his head to avoid being cut by the playing cards, but a very shallow wound was inevitably left on his face.
"It's not easy to be able to cut my skin with just a card." Wang Donglai murmured to himself.
At this time, the man in clown suit had jumped into the car, stepped on the accelerator and left.
If he pursued forcefully at this time, Wang Donglai could catch up, but he thought of having a boxing match with Du Shuanghua later, so he gave up.
"Who is he? He is actually investigating Black Gloves." Wang Donglai frowned.
Although he was not Black Glove, he knew Black Glove, the masked young man dressed in black who had killed the last killer for Wang Donglai and brought the killer's head to Wang Donglai.
A few years ago, Wang Donglai rescued him once. He was seriously injured at that time. Wang Donglai found him at the foot of the mountain.
After that, the two maintained an "ambiguous" relationship, although they were both men.
Even some of Wang Donglai's assassination techniques were taught by him.
Because of Wang Donglai's life-saving grace, he now has a relationship with Wang Donglai that is both a teacher and a friend, and he only follows Wang Donglai's lead because he owes Wang Donglai his life.
But now he is helping Wang Dong to do something, and he is not in H city at all.
"I think I heard him say last time that a mysterious organization within the Ministry of National Security is tracking him down. Could it be that this man in strange clothes is from the Ministry of National Security?" Wang Donglai frowned.
Black Gloves once said something to Wang Dong that he still remembers vividly.
"It's okay to have conflicts with people from the Ministry of National Security, but don't be caught by a mysterious organization within the Ministry of National Security."
From this sentence, we can see how terrifying this mysterious organization affiliated with the Ministry of National Security is.
What kind of organization is the Ministry of National Security? Although Wang Donglai has lived in the mountains all year round, he still knows a little about it. This department is the department in charge of national security of country Z. It is the counterintelligence agency and political security agency of the government of country Z.
It is similar to the CIA in the United States, but what kind of group is this mysterious organization in the Ministry of National Security? Even the Black Gloves are afraid of it.
After the man in clown suit left, Wang Donglai reluctantly walked into the underground fighting arena.
If this man really wants to leave, Wang Donglai is not sure whether he can keep him.
Even Black Glove, one of the top ten killers in the world, was cornered by this mysterious organization. Naturally, Wang Donglai didn't want to provoke him, otherwise he would only be in trouble.
Black Glove is the only real master recognized by Wang Donglai. When he met him a few years ago, Wang Donglai was only 15 years old. At that time, Wang Donglai was not as powerful as Black Glove, but he doesn't know that now.
"Brother Dong." Seeing Wang Donglai approaching, Wangfeng's boy quickly came up to greet him.
Wang Donglai nodded: "No one is allowed to come in later."
"Okay Brother Dong." The watchman nodded and said, then opened the door of the abandoned factory.
Walking down the corridor to the underground garage, and then passing through the iron gate, Wang Donglai stepped into the underground fighting arena.
There were more spectators in the underground fighting arena today than Wang Donglai had expected. It was almost full. The original 10,000 seats were already occupied. Many spectators chose to stand in the corridors and aisles, almost filling the venue.
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A rough estimate is that there are at least 12,000 spectators present today.
They have only one purpose, to watch the game, put money on Du Shuanghua, and win money.
Although Du Shuanghua has quit black market boxing for many years, his reputation is like a legend, spreading in the underground world of Z Province.
The game hasn't even started yet, but the entire underground fighting arena is already boiling.
The tickets alone today are estimated to have collected more than 200 million. This is also a major pillar of the high bonuses for underground fighting arena players. Only with high ticket income can the boxers afford the huge bonuses.
At the same time, it also confirms the saying: As long as you are ambitious, you can achieve your goals.
In such a crowded aisle, Wang Donglai walked like a fish in water, walking directly through the crowd and arriving at the players' lounge.
With less than half an hour left before the game, all Wang Donglai had to do was to calm down and calm down.
Du Shuanghua is not an easy opponent. He is definitely a top-notch fighter among black market boxers. If you fight against him, if you accidentally get kicked in the head, you will undoubtedly be KO.
Although black market boxers are looked down upon by many regular boxers, there is no doubt that regular boxers are afraid of black market boxers because they possess the best unarmed killing techniques in the world.
Some outstanding fighters who have achieved great results in regular arenas will probably be beaten to death within a few games if they are allowed to box in the black market. You must know that the mortality rate in black market boxing matches is as high as about 70%.
Black market boxing is so cruel and bloody.
But having said that, since the mortality rate is so high, why do some people still risk their lives to participate? The reason is very simple, maybe they are forced by life, maybe they are forced, and they are fighting for honor.
As we all know, black market boxing prizes are high and there is no need to pay taxes. Some boxers who are unknown in the real world and are forced by life can be recognized by the audience who like violence in the black market boxing ring, thus finding the meaning of their existence.
In order not to be recognized by others, Wang Donglai put on a mask, exposing only his eyes.
"Ding ding ding." As the bell rang that the game was about to start, Wang Donglai opened his eyes and got ready.
"Now let's introduce the players. The first one to appear is the blue player. His arrival surprised me. I thought I would never see his wonderful games in the future. His superb killing skills that killed his opponents without hesitation.
, his opponent screamed in despair in front of him, yes, he is here today, he is the most popular person this year.
The most popular and anticipated boxer, he is the devil of hell in black market boxing. He has left us with a terrible record of 100 wins, 100 kills of opponents, and he is the pride of our H city. His legend is still alive today.
We are familiar with him and feared by both gods and Buddhas. He is our legendary fighter, the God of Death - Du Shuanghua!"
Through the commentator's series of detailed explanations about Du Shuanghua, it is not difficult to see that even this commentator is very partial to Du Shuanghua.
As the commentator's impassioned introduction came to an end, the audience burst into thunderous shouts, and the shouts must have reached the ground.
At the same time, Du Shuanghua's figure, who was neither tall nor strong, walked out of the waiting room. He was wearing a scarf on his face, shorts, his upper body was bare, and his hands were wrapped with bandages.
He walked very quietly, as if he didn't hear the shouts of the audience around him.
With the appearance of Du Shuanghua, the audience roared even more enthusiastically, but a few people were wondering: "Isn't he Du Jing? No wonder he is so powerful, it turns out he is Du Shuanghua."
"Our legend, the black market boxing champion is back." Some people even burst into tears with excitement.
Next, when the commentator introduced Wang Donglai, he was very simple, directly leading the mysterious player with a sentence.
"Uh-" When Wang Donglai came out of the lounge, he was greeted with boos.
Now, it is half an hour before the war. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)