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Asia's No Rules Free Fighting Competition.

Although it is marked with the word "Asia", judging from the records of previous years' participation, there are also European and American players who have acquired the nationality of Asian countries and participated in the competition, and finally achieved excellent rankings.

In fact, most of these competitions are secretly manipulated by the underworld in various countries as a stage for gambling and disputes among various forces.The huge amount of money laundered by using the game is staggering, and at the same time, there are endless bloodshed in the game.

In order to maximize the protruding stimulation, players are allowed to use bare fists during the game, which can pull hair, head butt, and even kick the crotch.Only biting, gouging eyes, choking necks and other means are not allowed.The competition has no restrictions on the fighting styles of the contestants, wrestling, muay thai, karate, Brazilian judo...anything is fine, everything depends on the strength.

This kind of competition is quite well-known among the people, and the venue is almost full. However, due to political pressure, the competition does not sell the TV broadcast rights, and only unofficial videos are circulated on the Internet.Most of the huge profits brought by the competition come from illegal gambling.

As a family of martial arts with a long history, the Kurosawa family also runs their own business consortium, so they definitely want a share of this lucrative fighting competition.

Ye Zhen ran out and called the hairy Xuanlin who was idle, pointed to the computer and said, "I want to sign up too."

Xuanlin is not the white and tender Ye Shisan. Upon seeing it, he was furious, grabbed Ye Zhenmao and asked: "Do you want me to be kicked out of the house by your mother! How dare you go to such a dangerous game! It's still in the mountains Your mother will kill us both!"

Ye Zhen had a pure face: "Uncle, trust me, I am very strong, those boxing champions are not worth mentioning at all."

"It has nothing to do with that—! If it's a game at the door of our house, we can go there. The problem is that the game is held at the door of the Shandi family!"

"That's right, after the competition, go to Shandi's house for a walk, and kill a few people..."

"Sit down honestly!" Xuanlin pushed Ye Zhen onto the chair, and poked the child's forehead with his finger: "You are not allowed to go anywhere, if you dare to run, be careful that I will beat your ass!"

Xuan Lin slammed the door angrily, and there was a loud bang.

Ye Zhen's request was directly rejected before it was considered, so he was very depressed. At night, he knocked on the door of the master bedroom with his pillow in his arms, wanting to have a good talk with his father, but Xuan Lin threw him back to his room with his neck in his arms, and even closed the door. It's locked.

Poor Ye Zhen wanted to go to the bathroom at night, but couldn't open the door with great effort, so he had to hold back until dawn, suffering unspeakably.

The next day the confinement became more serious. Xuanlin's father locked the door and confiscated the keys. He ignored Ye Zhen's tears, crying, rolling, and spitting.

Ye Zhen ate eight white water eggs a day, and rolled his eyes because of choking.

On the third day, Ye Zhen couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to call to Beijing to complain to Director Long Jiu and ask for pocket money, but the moment the phone was picked up, Xuan Lin lightly asked: "If your mother asks me why I put you in confinement, what would you do?" How are you going to explain it?"

Ye Zhen: "..."

The enraged little classmate Ye Zhen dropped the phone, and the fur on his tail exploded: "Uncle Xuanlin——!"

Xuan Lin said: "Hey."

The father and son looked at each other for a while, and the infinite lightning crackled.

Then Ye Zhen's knees softened, and he lay down on the ground in an instant, pulling Xuan Lin's trousers and rolling around: "Dad~! Dad~! I will definitely listen to you in the future, take me to travel to Japan~!"

Xuanlin: "..."

Ye Zhen's little classmate acted coquettishly and played all kinds of things, Xuan Lin couldn't laugh or cry, and struggled for a long time before lifting his son from the ground, kicking him to sit on the sofa.

Ye Zhen immediately jumped up and called loudly, "Dad!"

"That's enough, little student Ye Shisan! Restrain me a little bit! When I don't know, every time I'm behind my back, I'll say 'my dad' and 'my dad' to others, and call them in front of me. Uncle Xuanlin, the neighbors thought I wasn't your mother's original match...Is it easy for me to feed Long Jiwei one bite at a time..."

Ye Zhen softened, stretched out his paw pitifully, and said, "Father."

Xuan Lin's gaze was fixed on a small paw tremblingly grasping the corner of his clothes, he sighed for a while, and said, "Son, how can you tell Dad to have the heart to see you take risks alone."

"You go with me, I promise to be safe..."

"Don't think about—"

"I must go," Ye Zhen insisted. "Even if I don't go today or tomorrow, I will go one day. You can't lock me up forever. Of course, if my father goes with me, I won't If there is any danger, I promise to do everything together with my father. Maybe we will go directly to Beijing after revenge, and we will be reunited with my mother soon..."

Xuanlin really couldn't laugh or cry, kicked Ye Zhen back on the sofa, went into the kitchen to heat up the leftover takeaway, and said, "Eat first!"

Ye Zhen obediently took the spoon and picked up the rice bite by bite.

He still wanted to have a rough time with Xuanlin, but Xuanlin was not hesitant, and quickly left the living room, went back to the room alone, and lit a cigarette.

Xuan Lin's smoke age is actually very short. When he was a dragon, he didn't need this kind of thing; after he got a human body, he avoided Long Jiwei for a long time and didn't dare to see him.

It wasn't until later that he got along with Long Jiwei day and night that he learned to smoke with Long Jiwei and fell in love with tobacco.

Thinking about it now, Xuanlin's long, lonely, proud and noble life was completely changed by an ordinary human being.If there is no Long Jiwei, maybe he is still living in the inaccessible place of Shiwan Dashan, or the abyss at the bottom of Changbai Mountain; maybe he is lurking in the depths of the ocean in unimaginable canyons, and countless prehistoric giants. Creatures blend together.

Xuanlin stared at the photo of him and Long Jiwei on the bedside in a daze, and slowly smoked the cigarette.

He remembered that many years ago, when Long Jiwei was very young, he also said something like this: "I will always have revenge... If you go with me, maybe I can come back alive... You will come back with me Shall I go together?..."

"Will you come with me, old dragon?"

When Long Jiwei said this, he was younger than Ye Zhen now, lying alone on the bed, with bandages wrapped around his abdomen indiscriminately, and the bed board was soaked with blood.

His face was gray, he was in a trance, his pupils were slightly dilated, and he could hardly hear his breathing; the old dragon was lying on his chest, his body moved slightly, and strange light flowed in the scales, as if he was exerting some kind of life-sustaining power.

"I hate..." the young man murmured.

"I hate……"

The old dragon swam up to his chest, put his head on his cold face, and rubbed it obsessively.

The youth is its master, the master's anger is its anger, and the master's hatred is its hatred.

If the master hates it, it will never die; if the master wants to destroy it, it will tear it into thousands of bloody pieces.

Xuanlin's hostility and contempt for human beings started from the young Long Jiwei.Long Jiwei, who has grown up many years later, no longer hates, but Xuanlin can't get out. He still retains the emotions and feelings that Long Jiwei passed on to him back then.

That was the first feeling engraved in his heart, strong and lasting, just like the love and infatuation for Long Jiwei.

"Ask the same question as Long Jiwei...human beings."

Xuan Lin flicked the cigarette ash, and smiled softly.

"Let's go together, wife and son, don't lose any of them."

He took the photo out of the frame, stuffed it into his arms, opened the wardrobe and took out the suitcase, throwing things he liked into it one by one.

Xuan Lin's favorite things are: the underwear Long Jiwei wore when he was a child, the necklace Long Jiwei wore in Miao Village, Long Jiwei's old pillowcase, Long Jiwei's dark blue carpet socks, and Long Jiwei... Back then The pink jacket she wore.

If Long Jiwei himself was around, he would definitely throw all these rubbish out angrily, even though they are the treasures that Xuanlin has been secretly hiding for decades...

After the luggage was packed, Xuan Lin called Long Jiwei that night. Ye Zhen wagged his tail and eavesdropped on the sidelines, and shouted cheerfully while listening: "Mom! A large bonus, Uncle Xuanlin said at least several hundred dollars——!"

Xuanlin said angrily: "Shut up! When did I say such childish things!" As he spoke, he covered the mouth of classmate Ye Shisan, turned around and smiled into the microphone: "My dear, don't listen to our son's nonsense, I plan to bring He’s going to Japan for a trip, and recently he can get a [-]% discount for signing up for a tour group online..."

Long Jiwei's voice came from the receiver, feeling helpless: "Student Ye Shisan, who is your mother?! And Xuan Lin, where can you play well, why do you want to go to Japan..."

"Oh, are you worried that I'll be fascinated by the pretty boys in Japan's red light district? Don't worry, my wife, I will always love you!"

Long Jiwei: "..."

Ye Zhen, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, still fanned the flames: "Mom, don't worry, I will help you watch Uncle Xuanlin! If you dare to drink flower wine, kick him! If you dare to visit the brothel, you will kick him!" Eggs!"

Xuanlin asked in horror: "Who taught you this, Kurosawagawa?"

Long Jiwei: "..."

Ye Zhen wondered: "What does it have to do with Kurosawagawa? I saw it on TV. It is said that to protect the family, you have to use ruthless tactics. What if you really go to the brothel? I want to represent Long Jiwei Gods way."

"You are enough! How do I look like a man shopping in a brothel? My loyalty to Long Jiwei can be learned from heaven and earth!"

"Oh, is that so? It's not certain. A man who forces minors to eat eight white water eggs in one day can do anything. The lower limit has long since disappeared..."

"Student Ye Shisan, you are really enough! What's so bad about white water eggs! Long Jiwei hasn't even cooked white water eggs for me, and I'm scared to even secretly lick his face!"

Long Jiwei: "..."

Director Long Jiu, who was overwhelmed by countless official tasks of the National Security Bureau, was finally driven into despair by the endless quarrel between the father and son, and finally dropped the phone from exhaustion.

Obviously, in the end he still forgot to ask Xuanlin the truth about his "tourism" in Japan, and he also forgot to pay attention to the so-called Asian free fighting competition without rules.Xuan Lin and Ye Zhen went around the Ninth Office to apply for going abroad, but the Long Office didn't stop it, so the others naturally didn't dare to neglect, and within 48 hours, all the procedures were completed quickly.

On the third day, the air tickets are issued, all documents and visas are in place, and everything is ready for preparation.

So, Xuanlin held the precious suitcase (which was filled with Long Jiwei's garbage from decades ago) in one hand, and held his obedient young son (who was thinking about how to bring the gun Han Yue sent to the plane) ) - full of ambition, set foot on the journey.