Godly Thief Incarnation

Chapter 047 Fighting

"So he is a straw bag?"

"Maybe you can deal with ordinary people, but the master will only be killed by the moment."

"Sure enough, regardless of history or now, the Zhina people are a very enslaved nation, occupying such a rich land, but only raising a group of cowards."

"Hey, Huaxia kid, are you not afraid? You see that the three arrogant Japanese clowns are despising you, this can't be tolerated, can't bear it." Linda said endlessly, she usually talks with Zhou Jian with Huaxia. Language, this time she wants to let a few Japanese people understand English too, and she deliberately said it very clearly and very slowly, but unfortunately, the three Japanese people are still like wood, there is Lin A savage Japanese clown stunned. This made Linda very depressed, so I wouldn’t speak Japanese.

At this time, the test room came in again to a group of people. The leader was Andy, and the enemy went to the door. Andy also had no intention of meeting and ended the meeting.

At the side of Andy, there is a black man about one meter tall. Among a group of tall whites, the one-meter-seven-head looks a little short, and his muscles are not too exaggerated, but somehow, he gives people A very dangerous feeling, as if it were a cougar lurking in the jungles of South America.

This black man, one meter tall and seven meters tall, is Jackson. He was born in the American underground boxing. He did not say anything about the victory. He died no less than ten people in his hands.

Andy is wearing a black coat and sunglasses today. It is very popular with the mafia big brother. He took this group of people to the test area and lined up. The momentum was overwhelming the three Japanese.

"Friends from the Yamaguchi group, I think you should say hello before you come, so that we are fully prepared for reception, isn't it?" Andy actually brought a Japanese translation, and communication was finally no problem.

Ueno purely laughed. "We just came to Las Vegas to see the Bounty Hunter Association." Ueno said that he glanced at Jackson near Andy, who knows this person, Yamaguchi. The group has his information.

Andy smiled. "We Americans like to go straight. Friends from the Yamaguchi group don't have to make a round trip. I know the purpose of your coming. If you want to compare, then compare with you, why not make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?" Ueno purely interested.

"On the gambling attack test, whoever wins the highest number wins, if you lose, I don't want to see the Yamaguchi group again in Las Vegas."

Ueno purely snorted and looked at Matsumoto. He whispered: "Is it sure to win? The black man should be Benjamin Jackson."

Matsumoto is not the first master of the Yamaguchi group. Of course, Jackson is not the first master of the Bounty Hunter Association. In fact, the legendary s-class bounty hunters of the Bounty Hunters Association rarely show up, even if they have a few People, names are few people know.

Matsumoto did not answer immediately, but stared carefully at his opponent Jackson. After thinking for a moment, he said: "It should be no problem."

"Good." Ueno Pure turned and said to Andy: "We are gambling. If you lose, I hope that I can see the report on today's test in the newspapers in Las Vegas tomorrow. The topic is determined by me. Knowing that the most influential newspapers in Las Vegas are controlled by you, this is not a requirement."

"Good." Andy did not swear, and promised. Then he turned and said to a white man behind him: "Mr. Williams, everything is up to you."

Ueno's pure heart, it is not Jackson's shot, this awkward guy.

"The guy named Williams, without his information, should be the American Mafia."

It is difficult to get the information of the masters of the triad organizations in various countries, but the bounty hunters are different. Their information is completely open because the employers want to see them.

Therefore, Ueno is completely free of Williams's information. Of course, Andy does not have Matsumoto's information. So this is a complete gamble, the two sides have no knowledge of each other's strength.

Matsumoto said: "The young master is assured that there are only a few s-level bounty hunters, and they are distributed all over the world. Although they are registered hunters of the Bounty Hunters Association, they are not subject to the association. It is impossible because of this trivial matter. Come over, this Williams strength is not estimated, but as long as it does not reach the s level, nor is it an actor or an evolutionary, I have the confidence to win."

The abilities and evolutionists are the kind of people that emerged after the catastrophe of the last century. They are hidden in the deepest parts of the world's major forces. All of them are mysterious and powerful characters. Even a master like Matsumoto is difficult to What is the intersection of them.

"Well, it is up to you to maintain the glory of Japanese martial arts this time. Come on, Song Benjun."

"Yes, young master."

Williams vs. Matsumoto, the strength of the two people is unknown. They only know that they represent the upper-level strength of the two world-class gangs of the Yamaguchi group and the American Mafia. The former Japanese warrior Nishikawa, who was before the splendid, is only the apprentice of Matsumoto, and the famous underground. Boxer Jackson is just the younger brother of Williams.

The duel between the two masters is about to be staged, and the otherwise noisy atmosphere on the field instantly becomes quiet.

As the landlord, Williams first came to the test machine and began to accumulate power. For him, this test was not only related to the interests of the American Mafia, but also represented the glory of the United States, so he did not dare to care.

The onlookers are holding their breath and expecting this mysterious Williams to create a miracle.

After a minute of silence, Williams suddenly screamed and leaped volley. A flying leg kicked heavily on the boxing target. He only heard a loud noise, and the whole test machine was shaken a little. There was a violent jump in the electronic screen, and the number in the blink of an eye rose to 300 and there was no stopping at all.

Enthusiastically excited around the audience, this is the master, the hero of the United States.

The final figure was stable at 589. This result made the audience boil. Most of the people present were Americans. It was certainly uncomfortable to be shocked by the Japanese.

Linda was already screaming at her mouth. "God, 589!" She personally went up and experimented with the test machine. The fist target was hard like cast iron, kicked up and motionless, and there was no sound. But that Williams could actually shake the entire test machine.

Ueno pure saw this scene slightly frowning, and his heart did not end, "Songben, relying on you."

Matsumoto took a deep breath and first handed the samurai sword to the apprentice Nishikawa. Then he opened the samurai suit and took off the samurai suit. The Japanese samurai suit was too large and not suitable for exertion.

"Don't be stubborn, Japan is jealous."

"Japan, why don't you wear your country's large bathrobe?"

"Japan, I am careful to have banana peels at my feet!"

"Wow, the VIP from Japan, the moustache on your mouth is so sexy, exactly the same as my husky."

The onlookers of the American hunters are all sorts of troubles, and the way they hurt people is very different from that of the Chinese people, with special Western humor.