lanterns illuminate rivers and mountains

Early winter of [-], Liaoning, Dalian.

As night fell slowly, the streets were full of traffic and flowed continuously.At the entrance of a bar near the commercial street in the city center, several black and bright BMWs stopped one by one, and the bar owner who had been waiting for a long time immediately went up to greet them.

"Mr. Dongxiang! You are finally here! It's freezing cold, let's go in quickly, but you are the only one waiting!"

The boss laughed all over his face, and the Japanese man who got off the car nodded and asked in weird Chinese, "Where's Master Shandi?"

"Oh, oh, the game is about to start, Mr. Mountain is already seated, let me come out and wait for you."

Dongxiang Jingnan strode into the door of the bar, the bar owner rubbed his hands and followed behind, and several Japanese bodyguards in black suits closed the car door and filed in.

The tall revolving door of crystal glass was closed again, and a dozen seconds later, a thin boy with the appearance of a middle school student poked his head out from the corner of the street, looked around a few times, and walked over slowly.

In such a cold weather, the boy was only wearing a white shirt, a black jacket, jeans, and a pair of white sneakers that were torn out but clean, as if he didn't feel the cold at all, he wobbled to the bar the door.

He looked down at the BMW's license plate again, and after confirming again, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the bar.

The welcome lady raised her head from the front desk and asked with a habitual smile, "How many?"

Before she finished speaking, she couldn't help being surprised when she saw the young man's cold and simple attire.

"One." The young man looked left and right, turned his gaze back to the lady's face, and smiled slightly, as if he was extremely embarrassed.

This young man was extremely thin, and his face was very pale. At first glance, he looked like he was malnourished.But his facial features are very attractive to girls, and when he smiles, it is especially exciting.

The welcoming lady's heart skipped a beat, "Do you have an appointment or..."

The boy interrupted her politely: "Excuse me, where did those Japanese go just now?"

"Oh, the underground dance floor on the first floor... Wait, are you here to find someone?"

The boy said: "Yes, I have an appointment with them."

Before the welcome lady had time to say anything, the boy had already waved his hand, and quickly got into the feasting crowd.

Meanwhile, the bar is on the first floor.

The lights in the auditorium had been turned off, and the big screen in the arena played the records of the two fighters' victory and defeat in turn. The surroundings were clapped and roared, and the atmosphere was at its peak.

Led by the bar owner himself, Dongxiang Jingnan and his party came to the VIP seats and bowed deeply to a young man seated at ninety degrees: "Master Shandi!"

Shandi Chong put out his cigarette, and said happily, "Mr. Dongxiang is finally here, and the competition has already started." He motioned for him to sit down.

Dongxiang thanked him, sat in the VIP seat facing the ring, and said, "I was delayed in the hospital for a while, but I still don't have a clue about the incident where Songdo was beaten..."

"Have you heard anything?"

"Yes! After hearing the report from the Chinese police, Matsushima still can't remember the appearance of the murderer."

Shan Dichong moved his body, frowned and said, "Why? The murderer came in front of him..."

"Yes! But at that time, the night market was dimly lit, crowded with people, and Song Dao was drinking too much... He only remembered that someone squeezed beside him and hit him hard on the shoulder, followed by a pain in his chest and heart. I can't remember anything."

"what did the doctor say?"

"Oh, there are five cuts in Matsushima's chest and heart, which are very similar to the wounds formed by the five fingers inserted head-on. The muscles have been penetrated, and the ribs are slightly cracked. If it weren't for Matsushima's superb kung fu and timely resistance If so, maybe even the heart..."

Shan Dichong sneered and said, "How can someone slap your heart out with a hand that is so skillful?!"

Dongxiang immediately got up and bowed: "I'm sorry!"

"That's all." Shan Ditaka waved his hand and said, "The kung fu master who even Matsushima can't resist, if there is a chance, I really want to learn from him..."

The distorted light on the arena reflected on his face, his expression was particularly gloomy and gloomy, and those eyes made people shudder.

At this moment, there was a ding on the ring, and the blue player kicked the red player two meters away!This kick weighed at least [-] kilograms. The referee blew a whistle and rushed to the red boxer to start counting down the seconds.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven... three, two, one!"

The audience was jubilant, and the gamblers who bought the blue side to win jumped up crazily.

"After three minutes and 58 seconds of hard fighting, our blue boxer 'Bulldozer' ended his opponent with a swift side kick and won his No. 40 consecutive victories in his career! No. 40 consecutive victories!" Tip Amidst the yelling and cheering, the host's voice was almost hoarse: "So far, 'Bulldozer' has swept away all the top ten boxers in the local ranking! Let us review his performance on the big screen again. Wonderful action!"

This bar operates a disco and KTV on the surface, but in fact it is the largest black market concentration camp in the local area.One or two nights a week, black boxing brokers would bring their fighters, and gamblers would come to seek wealth and excitement in blood and violence.

Of course, to open such a store in the urban area, both black and white are indispensable. The boss here has a lot of connections with the local black and white, and even the officialdom, and is very famous in the local area.

It is also because of this that the second young master of the prestigious investment consortium in Japan, Takashi Yamaji, had just arrived here when he heard about the name of the local black market boxing.

Dongxiang looked at the din of people in the arena, and couldn't help but feel a little ready to move.Shan Dichong saw him like that, couldn't help laughing and said: "Do you want to go up to play too, Mr. Dongxiang?"

Dongxiang smiled and said, "No, I was ordered to protect the second young master, how dare I..."

"It's okay to relax once in a while! In your opinion, how does that blue Fang's skill compare with yours?"

Dongxiang immediately said: "How can he compare with me!"

"That's right." Shan Dichong waved his hand and wrote lightly: "Go and come back quickly."

The bar owner sat beside him, and couldn't help but glance at Dongxiang Jingnan when he heard the words.This Japanese looks tall and big, but in terms of figure, he is definitely not comparable to a muscular professional boxer. How can he be so complacent that he declares without hesitation, "How can he compare with me"?

Dongxiang straightened his collar, took off his suit jacket, and commanded the bar owner condescendingly: "Please arrange for me to fight with that boxer."

The boss's first thought was to refuse: "This is not good, Mr. Dongxiang is a distinguished guest, and he has no eyesight in the ring, what if..."

Dongxiang laughed and said, "No problem! If I lose, I'll give him fifty thousand...one hundred thousand bonus! But if I win, I'll let the loser do what I want! What do you think?"

Several Japanese bodyguards burst into laughter, obviously full of confidence in the man named Dongxiang.

The boss hesitated for a moment, and said that the Japanese didn't look like anything special. If he wins, he will get 10 yuan, which is really a windfall for the boxer.Besides, it's okay even if you lose, so what can you do if you let others dispose of you?At most one beating is enough.

He beckoned a waiter, told him a few words, and finally said in a low voice: "Tell 'Bulldozer' not to be too harsh, Mr. Dongxiang is a distinguished guest, and he came to our city to invest in a large shopping mall! Save time when you get off the plane." Everyone is here to pick up the plane!"

The waiter nodded and took the order to leave.

The bulldozer was led by the manager to rest and drink water in the background, and was stunned when he heard the news.There have been records of being challenged before, but most of the challengers are peers, or coaches in the martial arts gym. I have never heard of a guest who saw half of it and came to test the waters in person.

Although black market boxing has been controlled in recent years, and dead people are almost invisible, it is still very dangerous.There are no eyes on the fists and feet in the ring, and the lethality of professional boxers is no better than that of ordinary people. If they bump into each other, they will be disabled!

He wanted to refuse at first, but when he thought of the 10 bonus, he couldn't help hesitating.If it wasn't for the money, which boxer would be willing to come and fight for his life? [-] yuan is not much, and it is not much, but it is more than half of his bonus for [-] consecutive victories.

He nodded briskly and said to the waiter, "Tell the boss, I'll be on stage right away."

When he played again, the atmosphere was different. The emotions in the audience were almost one-sided, and there were shouts of "kill which Japanese" from time to time.

Dongxiang Jingnan made a karate gesture, with a very calm expression on his face.As soon as the referee blew the whistle, he hesitated for a few steps, but did not rush to attack immediately.

The bulldozer tried a few times, and saw that the Japanese had easily escaped, and I was very surprised—couldn’t they still be a practicing family?

Thinking of this, he looked at the gap and rushed forward, punching Dongxiang directly at the temple.Obstructing the bar owner's order, he didn't use [-]% force in this punch, and it was still mostly tentative.

Unexpectedly, Dongxiang turned his face in an instant, blocked his offensive with a palm, and beat him down like a storm with several palms!

This move was really unexpected, not to mention the bulldozer, even the audience below did not expect that the Japanese had such skill!The bulldozer was caught off guard and hit the eye socket with a punch, and it screamed wildly at that time!

However, his frenzied counterattack didn't work. Dongxiang took the lead, biting like a poisonous snake, almost beating him to death!It was no longer a boxing match like that, it was almost like there was some deep hatred between the two, punching to the flesh, never ending!

Seeing that something was wrong, the referee rushed up and blew the whistle desperately: "Stop! Stop!!"

There was an uproar in the auditorium, and even the red-eyed gamblers calmed down, shouting: "That's not the way to play!" "Tell that Japanese to stop!" ?!"...

The owner of the bar suddenly got up: "Master Shandi, should Mr. Dongxiang..."

Shan Dichong smoked a cigarette leisurely, and said, "Didn't I say that the loser will be dealt with by Mr. Dongxiang?"

"But we don't have such rules in boxing matches! Mr. Dongxiang has already won, so if we fight again..."

Takashi Yamaji's face turned serious, and his bodyguard immediately shouted: "The loser should be punished, this is our Japanese rule!"

The bar owner hurried up to stop the game, but was pushed hard by the bodyguard and fell down on the chair.

"The competition is not over yet! You should have heard the words of Young Master Shandi! Chinese, how dare you offend our Shandi family? Huh?"

The bar owner's face was pale, his lips were trembling, and he didn't know what to say.

The situation in the arena was already quite bad. Dongxiang's fist hit the face of the bulldozer, and there was a slight sound of bones.The referee was afraid of accidents, so he whistled desperately to stop him, but he couldn't stop him.

That Dongxiang was almost red-eyed, and he kicked the bulldozer flying, and "Yah!" He rushed over and continued to fight.

At this critical moment, a figure came in from the side, and with a weak support, he easily grabbed Dongxiang's fist.

Dongxiang was so excited that he thought it was the referee, and he wanted to throw the man aside with a punch.

Who knew that the man couldn't get rid of it—not only couldn't get rid of it, but he even kicked lightly, almost tripping a karate master like Dongxiang to the ground.

Dongxiang staggered half a step, and managed to stand firm: "Baga!...Who are you?"

He thought the man was a referee, but he was a teenager.

In fact, not only him, but even the referee and the audience were puzzled. There were only two people on the stage just now. When did that boy run up?Why is there no shadow?

The young man looked really thin, he looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, maybe even younger.I don't know if it's because of malnutrition, her skin is paler than that of a young girl, and under the strong light on the ring, it shows an extremely delicate transparency.

Dongxiang is a little hard to believe.

Is it just such a half-grown child who easily blocked him?

Troubles come out of poor mountains and rivers, it must be these poor and crazy Chinese boxers who secretly use some shady means.

He stared at the young man, and the young man also stared at him, and asked suspiciously for a while: "—Shan Ditaka?"

Dongxiang asked vigilantly: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

His Chinese pronunciation is very weird. The boy didn't know if he understood, so he confirmed it again: "Shandi Chong?"

Dongxiang neither affirmed nor denied, but repeated: "What do you want!"

Shan Di Chong in the VIP seat wanted to say something, but held back, looking gloomyly around the ring.

The young man was relieved and felt that he had found the right owner, so he took half a step back and said, "I want to challenge you."

"..."

His voice was not high, and he was as gentle and quiet as a girl, but the audience under the stands could hear him clearly.

Dongxiang was quite clear about it, but his first reaction was definitely not anger, but funny.

He looks like an African refugee, and he is still a half-grown child, but he wants to challenge the top karate master in Japan?

"What... what did you say? Chinese, you said you want to challenge me?"

The young man was a little puzzled, thinking that the Japanese devil couldn't understand, so he nodded emphatically and said, "Yeah."

The owner of the bar called the waiter urgently: "Go and find out who that child is!"

Shan Di Takaya recruited bodyguards, frowned and asked, "Who is that?"

The young man seemed unresponsive to the curious eyes from all directions, and asked lightly, "Japanese, don't you dare to fight?"

This was said very slowly, every word was very clear, Dongxiang's blood immediately rushed to the Tianling Gai, and roared: "Who dare you say! If you want to fight, fight! If I lose..."

"If I lose, I have no money for you, only this life." The boy interrupted Dongxiang, slowly took off his black jacket, folded it cherishedly and put it at his feet, and said: "—— If you lose..."

I don't know why, when he said this, his expression was very relaxed, but there was a kind of majesty that people had to face up to.

Dongxiang's face changed, and he only heard the young man say: "If you lose, I will... take your life too!"