Behind The Scenes: From A Blind Date To The Peak

Wu Chen walked into Juyuan Hotel!

Mr. Wu "!"

A strong man who was sitting on the sofa in the lobby, saw Wu Chen come in, and hurried over to say hello.

"You are?"

Wu Chen looked up, not knowing.

"I'm from Lord Song."

"He asked me to wait for you here."

The strong man replied respectfully.

He was sent by Song Zheng, and without him leading the way, Wu Chen could not enter the underground. venue.

He admired Wu Chen very much in his heart, this is his future - uncle.

He was there on Song Zheng's birthday last time, and he saw Wu Chen's thrilling game with his own eyes.

Who knows that in the end, the bullets in the gun were all fake, and I was heartbroken when I saw it.

If he went up, he would probably be able to pee his pants.

In the future, the uncle's calculations are very powerful, and now on Haizhou Road, everyone knows that the uncle is a ruthless person.

According to rumors, you can fight anyone, but it is best not to fight with the uncle, or you will be killed, and you will not know.

Wu Chen didn't know the inner activity of the strong man, nor did he know that his fame was so great on the Tao.

"Uncle Song, where are they?"

He nodded and asked a question.

"Mr. Wu, come with me."

The strong man led him to the underground venue.

At this time, in the underground stadium, the blood on the face of the kung fu man became more and more.

"Shut up!

"It's too casual."

"I just slapped.

The short-haired man stood opposite, he could speak simple domestic language.

Song Zheng and several bigwigs in the audience were also a little surprised. The short-haired man just slapped him, and it hurt people like this.

What would it be like if you did your best?

Is this what Muay Thai is?

Just as they were thinking about it, the short-haired man's body was already violently ramming towards the Kung Fu man's knee.

boom!

The kung fu man with blood on his face flew out directly, smashed hard on the pillar on the edge of the ring, and then slowly slipped to the ground and passed out directly.

The short-haired man has to rush over, as long as anyone is still in the ring, he can attack.

"stop!"

"stop!"

"I told you to stop, do you hear me?"

Someone at the station finally stopped him.

If you fight again, the person will die.

On the side of the short-haired man, someone also made a sound to tell him to stop.

The short-haired man glanced fiercely at the Kung Fu man on the ground, then raised his hand and retreated indifferently.

He won this one.

By the time Wu Chen walked into the underground venue, the arena had been cleaned up, waiting for the next match to start.

He didn't know that there had just been a dangerous fistfight here.

"Wu Chen!"

"here!"

Song Zheng had already seen him and raised his hand.

"Uncle Song!"

Wu Chen walked over.

"You are Wu Chen?"

Before he got close, a big man asked beside him.

"it's me."

Wu Chen stopped and looked up. This man was about the same age as Song Zheng.

I heard for a long time, "Da Ming, I heard that you are a ruthless person.

"I didn't see it.

"It's a pity I didn't go to Lao Song's birthday last time."

This is the sour big guy just now.

"I spoke to you just now."

"I said you were joking, but these big guys don't believe it."

"Stop talking about this, come here, just watch the boxing match."

Song Zheng laughed and asked Wu Chen to sit down beside him, and by the way, he helped Wu Chen round the field.

Wu Chen glanced at the broadcasting station in the middle of the venue, he already knew where it was.

soon!

That short-haired man, that Muay Thai boxer came out again.

He's going to fight!

"This muay thai fighter just slapped the opponent just now and almost killed him."

Wu Chen didn't come just now, and Song Zheng introduced the strength of this Muay Thai boxer next to him.

Wu Chen listened to Song Zheng, raised his head and fixed his eyes on the Muay Thai boxer.

A slap in the face?

Ordinary people can't do it.

However, the head is a vulnerable and vital part, as long as the force is appropriate, it can still seriously injure the opponent.

The Muay Thai fighter, it is estimated that there is some research in this area.

He didn't think much about it, and it didn't happen to him anyway.

The Muay Thai boxer looked around, stopped beside Wu Chen for a while, and quickly passed by.

The atmosphere in the entire underground venue was a bit depressing.

The fierceness of the Muay Thai fighters calmed everyone down a bit.

"We're going to fight again."

"Old Zhang, guess how many minutes it will take this time?"

"I guess two minutes.

"Five minutes anyway."

"Impossible, this kid is sullen, it is estimated that the battle will be resolved in four minutes.

The big guys next to them looked at the ring, chatting and laughing in their mouths.

For them, it's just a show.

As for the dead, it is because your strength is not strong and you are unlucky.

After they met Wu Chen, they were a little disappointed.

This man is neither flamboyant nor arrogant.

This Song Zheng's future son-in-law seems to be too mysterious.

Apart from being handsome, Wu Chen is actually average.

Calculate!

Who can't count!

Zhou Shipeng lost to Wu Chen, it can only be said that Zhou Shipeng's brain is not very smart.

After the bosses met Wu Chen, they were no longer interested.

There are many smart people, not worse than Wu Chen.

As long as people are not cruel, there is little threat to them.

Even the big guy who saw Wu Chen's performance at Song Zheng's birthday party that day didn't take him too seriously.

At this time, the second opponent of Muay Thai came on stage.

This time, it is a person from a martial arts hall, and he is also somewhat famous in Haizhou.

"Master Bear!

"come on!"

"Kill that Muay Thai fighter.

"The master is here, let's see how arrogant he is.

...for flowers...

The people he brought, or his apprentices, cheered him on the edge of the ring.

"Look at me."

Master Xiong gave a drink and came to the stage.

In fact, he was forced to come. His apprentice had come here before and also fought with this Muay Thai fighter.

His apprentice was beaten with blood all over his body. After returning, the other apprentices couldn't sit still and insisted that the master take action.

If he doesn't take action, the martial arts hall will not be able to open.

When this happens, he can only play.

But Master Xiong is not afraid, he knows his kung fu, and he can kill five or six thugs with his bare hands.

Although the gangster can't compare with the Muay Thai boxer, he can always compete with the opponent for a few minutes, and he can't admit defeat by himself.

Master Xiong came to the stage, and the Muay Thai boxer looked at him with the same indifference in his eyes.

A bell rings!

As soon as the Muay Thai boxer changed his defense in the previous match, he rushed forward at the beginning.

This is exactly the meaning of Master Xiong, defend yourself first, it is best to exhaust the opponent's strength.

He squatted down and took a tight defensive stance.

Seeing this, Song Zheng shook his head slightly.

Don't be afraid to fight!

This Master Xiong can't win, and even loses miserably.

Offstage, his apprentices were still cheering loudly.

Master "You're welcome."

Punch out "Ah, master."

"This guy, who doesn't teach him a lesson, doesn't know about the three eyes of Lord Ma."

"Master, let him know how powerful you are."

In the shouts of the apprentices, Muay Thai moved.

The moment he shot, he grabbed Master Xiong's neck, acting like lightning.

At that moment, Master Xiong lost his chance to resist.

So many people present did not see it clearly, and as soon as their eyes were blurred, Master Neng was raised by the Muay Thai boxer.

Song Zheng's eyes jumped, he was also a brave man when he was young, and he couldn't guard against such a shot.

He looked at Wu Chen next to him, Wu Chen's expression was very calm, and he kept watching calmly.

The ignorant are fearless.

Song Zheng can only think that these are not easy to see except for fighting masters.

He looked at the ring again.

At this moment, the Muay Thai boxer has thrown Master Xiong away, just like throwing away garbage.

Everyone's eyes moved with Master Xiong's flying body.

boom!

A loud bang.

Master Xiong was thrown out of the ring, and his whole body was smashed on the chair next to him.

He moved his whole body, but he couldn't get up, and he began to vomit blood from his mouth.

One hand seemed to be broken, and a finger bone was exposed, and the injury appeared to be very serious.

The apprentices who had been cheering just now all shut up in an instant.

The entire underground venue seems to be quiet!

Wu Chen!

Stand up!

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