Hong Kong movies: I can see the loyalty value, I am not panicked at all

Li Qing looked at the man opposite him solemnly. Others might not know, but he and Feng Yuxiu knew.

This man was Xiahou Wu, the head of Foshan Heyi Sect!

Even Feng Yuxiu's ancient training method was taught by him, so he could be considered half of Feng Yuxiu's master.

Xiahou Wu obviously saw Feng Yuxiu and walked over with a smile.

He clasped his fists and said, "Long time no see!"

"Haha, it's been a long time, you actually came out?" Feng Yuxiu grinned, and the scar on his face was wriggling like a centipede.

"Haha, thanks to Mr. Jiang Sheng, I got parole." Xiahou Wu smiled lightly.

Hong Kong does not only have Stanley Prison, but also Shek Pik Prison, Maceng Prison, etc.

It's just that Stanley Prison is for extremely vicious criminals and members of Hong Kong societies, and ordinary prisoners are not qualified to be imprisoned in Stanley.

Xiahou Wu was imprisoned in Shek Pik Prison because he killed someone by mistake.

"Don't worry, I will beat you to death or be beaten to death by you!" Feng Yuxiu said with a grim smile.

Xiahou Wu smiled disapprovingly, "Really? Wait and see!"

"Hey, Boss Li, do you know the expert I'm looking for?"

Jiang Sheng led the people from Xinji and walked slowly over from behind, with a provocative tone in his tone.

Li Qing looked at Jiang Sheng, "Jiang Sheng? Haha, people with the surname Jiang usually don't have a good ending, you should be careful too."

The smile on Jiang Sheng's face suddenly froze, and he suddenly remembered that the two leaders of Hongxing with the surname Jiang seemed to have been taken down by the man in front of him.

"Young man, don't talk nonsense, see you in the boxing ring! I'm determined to take the operating rights of the casino in Haojiang."

"Old man, stay away from the boxing ring, or I'm afraid I'll beat you to death."

The language between the two bosses was full of gunpowder, as if it was about to explode.

The younger brothers behind both sides stared at each other like fighting cocks, and reached their hands into their arms at the same time.

In the end, Jiang Sheng was defeated first, mainly because Li Qing put too much pressure on him, and he didn't even dare to look directly into those eyes.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Sheng waved his hand and called people to the audience.

Xiahou Wu smiled, clasped his fists towards Li Qing and others, and followed them.

"It seems that this Jiang Sheng is going to fight our New World head-on."

Li Qing touched his chin and looked at Xin Ji and others who were going away.

Although there is no clear ranking in the Hong Kong underworld, people will subconsciously rank Xin Ji, He Lian Sheng and New World as the top three.

Xin Ji is the default first place, and the number of members in the club can reach more than 100,000 in its heyday.

Although it is weak now, there are still more than 50,000 people.

The same is true for He Lian Sheng, the top streamer with the prefix "He", which claims to have 50,000 brothers, but in fact it is only a little more than 30,000.

New World is different from the first two, because Li Qing's younger brother is known for his ruthlessness, and it is no problem to fight three people alone.

New World is ranked third because of its fighting and money!

"Haha."

Li Qing heard Feng Yuxiu laugh next to him.

Feng Yuxiu had a strange smile on his face, and he looked at several martial arts masters invited by the clubs with burning eyes.

"Southern boxing champion Mai Rongen, northern legging champion Tan Jingyao, grappling champion Wang Zhe, and weapon champion Hong Ye.

First boxing, then legging, then grappling, weapon internal family five-in-one. This time it's all!"

Feng Yuxiu's eyes lit up, and he was very excited looking at so many martial arts masters.

Li Qing rolled his eyes. If he guessed correctly, Feng Yuxiu's next sentence would be...

Sure enough, "It's not only about who is better, but also about life and death!" came out of Feng Yuxiu's mouth.

It seems that each club is also showing its ability, and invited some famous martial artists.

It's almost time for the game to start, and the indoor boxing gym with thousands of people is already full.

The rich from both sides of the Taiwan Strait and Hong Kong and Macao came to watch, and bet to cheer.

He came out and announced the start of the boxing match.

On the first day, there was no New World competition. Li Qing and his team came to join in the fun and observe the strength of their competitors.

The boxing match officially began. The first participants were boxers from two unknown clubs.

The two boxers were obviously not martial artists. They both wore boxing gloves and looked like they were boxing.

However, the back and forth punches attracted the interest of many people to place bets.

Li Qing was not interested. Zhang Dongxiu slapped such boxers one by one.

"Tsk!" Feng Yuxiu looked at the two boxers on the ring and sneered.

"I can beat ten of them."

In the end, the two boxers walked off the stage with bruises on their faces, and the winner received a hero's welcome.

The next game aroused Li Qing's interest a little.

"Southern Boxing King Mai Rongen." Feng Yuxiu said in a low voice.

Li Qing nodded and watched the game seriously.

The boxer opposite the Southern Boxing King Mai Rongen was a traditional Thai boxer. People who practice martial arts know how powerful the ancient Thai boxing is.

The powerful ancient Thai boxer is not inferior to the martial artists in Hong Kong.

The ancient Thai boxer took the lead in attacking, and punched Mai Rongen's head.

Mai Rongen stepped back to avoid it, and then stretched out his hand to hit the Thai boxer's elbow.

"This move is called Xumi Peak Mountain, that move is called Java Spear Throwing, and the Monkey King Presents Peach..."

Feng Yuxiu kept introducing it to Li Qing.

Not only did he know something about Southern Fist, he also studied ancient Thai boxing and knew all the moves of ancient Thai boxing.

"The ancient Thai boxer is going to lose!"

Feng Yuxiu's eyes condensed, and he saw that the Thai boxer was exhausted, and Mai Rongen on the opposite side had been fighting and consuming the opponent's physical strength.

Although ancient Muay Thai is fierce, it also has its shortcomings. It consumes a lot of energy. If you can't hit the target, you will waste your energy in vain.

Unlike Chinese boxing, which emphasizes hitting 70% and taking 30%, leaving room for maneuver, naturally the physical energy consumption is relatively small.

Sure enough, as Feng Yuxiu said, the Muay Thai fighter stumbled and Mai Rongen seized the opportunity. He hit the neck with a white ape holding a peach and fainted directly.

Mai Rongen bowed to the audience and walked off the stage.

The winners cheered loudly, and the losers cursed loudly. The people watching the boxing match were obviously crazy.

The punches hit the flesh and blood flowed, which obviously aroused people's most primitive desires.

The boxing match continued. The third match was also the one that Li Qing and Feng Yuxiu cared about the most. Xiahou Wu, the biggest competitor in the boxing match.

Xiahou Wu came on the stage and politely bowed to the opponent.

The opposite was a Taekwondo player, who bowed to Xiahou Wu, and then kept shaking the ground with his feet and jumping slightly.

Li Qing frowned, "Which club invited this? How come even the boxers for show are on stage?"

Hearing the doubts of his boss, Da Hu, who had inquired clearly in advance, came out to show his presence.

"Brother, as far as I know, this is Master Jin Taizhong from South Korea, a black belt master, who once kicked a person's skull and broke it. He is so awesome. I still have his video."

Da Hu said solemnly.

"Haha, the lower body is not stable, and he is bound to lose." Feng Yuxiu looked at him with contempt.

"Instructor, you can insult him, but you can't insult my IQ."

Da Hu said indignantly, "I bet one thousand! Master Jin wins."

"Why don't we play a bigger game, whoever loses will stand upside down and eat shit?"