Roger angrily left the deck and made his way to a lounge through the ship's internal corridor.

Bang!

Roger kicked over a coffee table, "How dare he?!"

He turned to look at Owen and the others: "You bunch of rubbish! You are also worthy of being called the top bodyguard in the industry? If he had killed me just now, I would have died!"

The three bodyguards bowed their heads, their faces equally ugly.

Owen stepped forward: "I'm very sorry, I will take the initiative to report this accident to the company, and someone will talk to you about the follow-up compensation." ”

"I don't need any bullshit compensation!" roared Roger, "I want you to keep me safe!

Owen: "Mr. Roger, we're only B-class members of the company, it's really hard to deal with someone like that, maybe you can hire someone higher to keep you safe." ”

Roger was stunned for a moment, he also knew that there was no point in being angry with these bodyguards, so he restrained his anger and sat on the chair: "What level of members do you think can deal with people like Wu Li?"

Owen thought for a moment, "Maybe the S-class members can do it." ”

"Huh?" Roger chuckled.

Owen and others are part of Blackstar Security, one of the top security companies in the world.

Blackstar divides members into D, C, B, A, and S levels from bottom to top, with members of different levels performing tasks of varying difficulty.

As far as Roger knows, the S-class members of the Black Star Company are all tasked with protecting the important leaders of some small countries, or the world's top richest people, and they are not long-term protection, and the S-class members do not take long orders, they are all short-term tasks.

Because there are few S-class members and there is a shortage of manpower, it is difficult to invite S-class members to protect themselves, even in Roger's capacity. And listening to Owen's tone, even the S-class members were not sure that they could protect their safety in front of Wu Li 100%.

"Is that guy so powerful?" said Sophia, who was on the side, suddenly.

"Of course it's amazing, otherwise I wouldn't have organized such a gamble. ”

A voice came from the doorway, but it was Jon who walked in.

"Uncle Jon. Sophia shouted politely.

Roger also got up and took the initiative to say hello.

Jon smiled and waved his hand, motioning for the two to sit down, and he sat down across from them.

"This person is not simple, he has defeated the No. 1 master in actual combat in Southeast Asia before, and he just defeated a gun king in the underground world some time ago. Jon said to the two.

"So what, no matter how powerful you are, you're just a martial artist, you can only be a pawn!" Roger said viciously.

"Uncle Jon, I'm going to bet 10 million dollars, bet on Wu Li to lose!"

The tournament is about to begin, and it is actually difficult to bet at this time, but with the relationship between Roger's family and Jon, there is no problem.

Jon smiled and nodded, "Yes, but ah, Wu Li is not a pawn." In this gamble, he took out $550 million to bet on himself to win three games in a row. ”

"What!?"

Roger looked surprised, and Sophia on the side also widened her eyes.

Although the Holmes family has assets of hundreds of billions of dollars, most of them are fixed assets, and the cash that can be used does not exceed 10 billion, and there are hundreds of people in the family, and Roger, as the third heir in line, has less than 500 million funds in his hands. He could come up with 10 million dollars to bet, but it was absolutely impossible to come up with more than 500 million to bet.

"Is it true that this is his money, not Hongmen's?" asked Roger.

Jon nodded: "Sure, because he also signed an agreement with us before he bet, if he wins, a portion of the winnings will be exchanged for ownership of more than 300 stores across the United States, as well as an absolute controlling stake in three professional fighting clubs." Obviously, this is in preparation for his next opening of martial arts gyms in the United States. ”

Roger was silent, he thought that Wu Li was just a martial artist, at most a little famous, but he didn't expect that the other party seemed to be richer than himself.

And in this gambling game, the final odds of Wu Li winning three games in a row are set at 1:6.2, that is, if Wu Li wins in the end, he will get 3.4 billion US dollars!

This means that unless Roger's grandfather suddenly dies violently now, and then leaves a will to start dividing the family property, he will not be able to be richer than Wu Li for a long time.

More handsome than himself, more famous than himself, more able to play than himself, and in the end, he is even richer than himself?!

"Fuck!" Roger punched on the couch.

Sophia's eyes lit up on the side, she only knew Wu Li from the previous terrorist attack, this time she heard that this kung fu man was going to duel with someone, and she was a little curious, so she asked Jon to help her get a place to come and watch the battle, but she didn't expect to have a conflict with Wu Li.

Now that Jon has learned more about Wu Li, Sophia is even more interested in Wu Li.

Defeat the No. 1 in Southeast Asia, defeat the gun king in the underground world, and bet nearly $600 million on himself to win! Such a man is too rare.

Originally, Sophia was very angry at Wu Li for rejecting her and hurting Roger, but now she doesn't care, because she already regards Wu Li as a person at the same level as herself, or even higher.

"I'm now more and more interested in learning kung fu from him. Sophia pursed her red lips excitedly.

Roger sneered: "Come on, he may not survive today." ”

"That's right. Jon nodded, "There are no rules for today's tournament, and if you're not careful, you might actually die." ”

"That's what makes me excited, I can survive, and I win $3.4 billion in the end, and this kind of man makes me want to conquer!"

Sofia said with some excitement, then stood up: "Let's go, let's go out, I can't wait to see him play." ”

Roger shook his head: "You go, I'll go upstairs and watch." ”

He had just lost face outside, and he was too embarrassed to go out again.

Sophia ignored him, grabbed her skirt and ran out.

Jon also got up and smiled at Roger, "Then I'm out of company, too." ”

......

At 4:30 p.m., the deck, surrounded by people, was filled with people.

Wu Li and Li San sat together, and next to the two were Zheng Yingrong and Zhou Yuanqing.

However, the number of people who are sitting is in the minority, and most of them are still standing.

The overseas Chinese martial arts community pays great attention to the old rules, and on such occasions, boxers who are not senior and famous enough are not qualified to sit and can only stand.

Wu Li, as the person who represented Hongmen today, is also a big boxer who defeated Hu Shan, in terms of strength and fame, he is qualified to sit with Zheng Yingrong and others.

Opposite Wu Li and the others, a group of people in the martial arts world of the island country were similar to this side, with a few people sitting and most of them standing.

The two sides looked at each other, and the atmosphere was solemn.

A moment later, a gong sounded, and Zheng Yingrong nodded to Wu Li, so Wu Li got up and walked to the ring in front of him.

At the steps below the ring, someone was holding a knife in both hands, and when Wu Li came over, he respectfully handed it to Wu Li.

Wu Li picked up this knife with his right hand, which was a Xingyi knife with a length of one meter and a half, a palm width, and a weight of five catties and seven taels.

The Xingyi knife used in general performances weighs less than one catty, and even if it is used in actual combat, it will not exceed three catties. A one-handed knife of more than five catties will be too heavy to use, and it is not easy to change.

However, this was specially selected by Wu Li from Li San's treasured weapon room, and it was specially used for today's competition.

He took the knife and walked into the ring step by step.

On the other side, Naoto Fujiwara was dressed in a black samurai suit, with a sword straddling his waist, took off his geta, and went into the ring barefoot.

The two looked at each other, Wu Li looked at each other, and could faintly feel a natural and peaceful momentum from the other party, it was obvious that the other party was a martial artist who had practiced 'Yi'.

【Natural Compassion Flow (Master)】

[Overall Score: A (32%)]

This is Fujiwara Naoto's data, and it looks similar to the original Watanabe Yusuke, but Wu Li knows that the other party's skills should be above Watanabe Yusuke, and the reason is very simple: although the teacher of the two, the sword saint Nakaki Nofu, is good at a variety of schools of swordsmanship, but the real representative swordsmanship is still the natural flow of reason.

Naoto Fujiwara studied under Nakaki Nofu, and learned the flow of natural reason, and has the reputation of 'Little Sword Saint' in the martial arts world of the island country, and its strength can be imagined.

"You killed my junior brother with a spear, and today I will use the knife in my hand to shame my junior brother. ”

Fujiwara Naoto looked at Wu Li and said in awkward Chinese, this is a sentence he specially learned in Chinese.

Wu Li raised the knife in his hand: "I won't talk to you much about the of your junior brother, they are all martial artists, and they use knives to speak." ”

Fujiwara Naoto didn't understand what Wu Li was saying, and he wasn't ready to say more, his right hand pressed on the hilt of the knife at his waist, his body squatted slightly, ready to go, and made the front action of the Iai slash.

Boom!

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