At ten o'clock in the morning, Tadao Hojo and two cronies, with their heads held high, stepped out of the door of the MGM Hotel.

A black Toyota Crown is parked in front of the hotel. When the driver saw the three of Hojo appear, he immediately got out of the car and respectfully opened the door for the boss.

At this moment, three black boys passed by whistling, and one of them stepped forward and kicked the crown driver from behind.

"What for?" Hojo Tadao said angrily, his eyes widening on the spot.

The three black boys shouted in unison: "Down with Japanese militarism!"

Before the words fell, the three of them stepped on the boxer's unique butterfly steps at the same time.

People don't talk much, and their fists fall like rain!

Before Hojo Tadao understood that it was a first thing, he had already been beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his eyes were full of stars.

When his subordinates came to their senses, one took a beautiful karate pose, and the other pulled out his phone to call the police.

But in the next second, the movements of the two Japanese cadres were all frozen in place, because the black buddy had already taken out his pistol very happily, and pointed at it with a black hole, whether it was karate or judo, it didn't work.

Next, the three black boxers' heavy punches mainly fell on Hojo Tadao and sent the old guy staggering and stumbling.

As for the other two Japanese cadres, they were stunned by two clean hooks and thrown to the side of the road.

Tadao Hojo never dreamed that he would encounter such a fatal attack at the gate of the hotel.

And the most disturbing thing is that neither the security guards at the entrance of the MGM Grand Hotel nor the passers-by seem to be oblivious to the matter, and no one cares about it at all.

There was a thumping and booming fight, but there was no one to stop it, and people came and went as if they were air.

Tadao Hojo was picked up by his black brother like a dead dog, two of them held his arm, and the other one punched his left and right like a sandbag, and he did it very conscientiously.

At this moment, on the balcony of the guest room on the ninth floor, all the members of the Menglin team were lying on the edge of the railing neatly, watching the tragedy below in unison.

Sure enough, the wicked have their own wicked grinding!

Tadao Hojo, an old dog, met the local boss Hell Angel, and he had no power to fight back, only to eat deflated!

There were also people at the door of the hotel who saw this scene, and they were trying to meddle in their affairs, but they were immediately dissuaded by someone who stepped forward, and no one had a chance to come forward at all.

In other words, on the surface, only those three black boxers are beating Tadao Hojo, but in fact, they don't know how many people the Hell Angels have arranged in this vicinity, which also shows that the Hell Angels organization has extremely strong control in the local area, and it is not too much to describe it as "covering the sky with one hand".

Tadao Hojo was beaten for three minutes, thanks to his status as a foreign businessman, so the thugs of the Angels of Hell only beat him as hard as they could, but did not want his life.

Rao is like this, such a high-intensity beating is not something that can be resisted by the physical fitness of a greasy middle-aged man like him.

Tadao Hojo's front teeth were smashed off three times, the bridge of his nose was also broken, nosebleeds were splashed all over the ground, two ribs on the left side were broken, and the most important thing was that he was beaten inexplicably, and he couldn't get out of his chest in one breath, so he was so uncomfortable that he was about to go crazy.

By the time someone gathered around, the three black boxers who had committed the murder had already begun

Escaped.

Hojo was so angry that he could only lie on the ground, muttering a slurred curse for the inaction of the hotel security guards, but failed to provide more evidence to the belated police.

Seeing Tadao Hojo being sent to the hospital, the members of the Menglin team were convinced that in the territory of Las Vegas, the hell angels were the real bosses and the masterminds behind the scenes.

Although Tadao Hojo was admitted to the hospital, it was not substantially affected by the Japanese team Dark Moon Sakura.

Because Hojo Tadao's prestige is still there, coupled with Cheng Long's own ferocity and methods, he is still the captain of the Dark Moon Sakura team, and he has successfully stepped on the final stage of the EOV Champion of Fighters group.

When the King of Fighters fans at the scene found out that the talented player of the Japanese team, Yokoshima Koki, had been replaced with this unfamiliar face, they all shouted.

The organizing committee of the competition had to stand up again to announce that the Japanese team had to be replaced because of the main player Yokoshima Koki was injured and hospitalized, and I hope everyone understands, and also came forward to prove that the newly appointed captain of the Dark Moon Sakura is also a top boxing master, and he will compete with Lu Menglin of the Menglin team to compete for the honor of the first person in the world boxing king.

In any case, no matter how dissatisfied the fans in the audience are, the fight will continue, and who will be the first person to win the World Fighting Championship?

The finals will take place on the central rooftop of MGM Plaza. A four-metre-high ring was deliberately built here, where the two finalists will duel.

At the same time, the four huge electronic screens on all sides of the square will broadcast the live broadcast of the game simultaneously, so the audience does not have to worry about not seeing the content of the game.

Three television stations from Las Vegas, and more than 60 media outlets, are also in place to broadcast the most controversial event of this year's EOV competition.

Before the official start of the game, Mr. Saigao, the host who was loved by the audience, had already warmed up on stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you remember the one-armed man in the semi-finals? Oh! God witness, I was so impressed with him! The Sun Son who was able to beat the South Korean team with one hand, this man's strength is unfathomable, so how good is he? Let's rewatch the video replay again. ”

When the host Sai Gao waved his hand, the video of Lu Menglin killing Kim Zhenghui with one hand in the semifinals appeared again on the four big screens.

The audience suddenly burst into jubilation.

"One-armed man!"

"One-armed man!" countless people waved their hands and shouted the name frantically.

Someone who was waiting to enter was very depressed!

"Isn't Lao Tzu just a handsomeman? How did he become a one-armed man? This name is too ugly, it is better to call me the Condor Hero!"

The host, Mr. Saigao, called out loudly: "Then now, please invite our one-armed man, Lu Menglin to appear!"

"Hey, it's time for you to play!" the backstage staff hurriedly urged.

"Don't go!" Lu Menglin pursed his lips and shook his head resolutely.

"Get out, less hypocrisy!" Jiang Jinghong was about to kick, so he drove the reluctant Lu Menglin to the front of the stage.

"Lu Menglin! One-armed man!" As the teacher Saigao shouted, the audience shouted everywhere, and the responders gathered.

Lu Menglin suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, so he could only raise his hands and signal to the audience, see clearly!

Brother obviously has two hands, only your sister!

"Coming down the field is a mysterious boxer. He is the nightmare enemy of the One-Armed Man, the new captain of the Blood Moon Sakura Clan, Cheng Long!" Mr. Saigao raised his voice and shouted loudly.

The cries from the audience stopped abruptly, because almost all the audience had not heard the name Cheng Long, nor had they seen his level of King of Fighters.

Many people even thought that they were afraid that Cheng Long would not live up to his name, and he would be beaten into a dog by a one-armed man in three or two clicks, and the good finals would be like a playful game, which would be too annoying.

At this time, the host snapped his fingers on the stage, and the four electronic screens on the stage switched at the same time, and a video of the King of Fighters game battle appeared.

The people present were all loyal players of The King of Fighters games, and they subconsciously raised their heads and naturally looked at the battle on the screen.

It's obviously one-sided, 1P's style of play is very sharp, and the 2P is almost completely suppressed, and the attack is like a storm in one go, and the latter is defeated like a mountain, and even the audience is breathless to watch, let alone the other side of the battle.

After this wonderful video was played, I heard the voice of the host teacher Saigao: "This is the real strength of Mr. Cheng Long! Everyone may have seen that the three characters who are fighting against him are not controlled by the same person, but three people, three completely different styles." ”

"They are Kim Jung-hui from South Korea's Golden Sun team, Kazukinako from Japan's Dark Moon Sakura team, and Mr. Koki Yokoshima before he was injured. ”

With the host's patient introduction, the audience gradually began to accept this unfamiliar contestant Cheng Long.

"This guy can actually beat Kim Jung-hui and Yokoshima Koki, it seems to be very powerful!"

"His strength is stronger than Yokoshima Koki, and it seems that he really deserves to be the fierce opponent of the one-armed man!"

"I've bought thousands of dollars for a one-armed man to win, he won't lose to this guy!"

"As long as the one-armed man doesn't wave, he won't lose! Kim Zhenghui's kind of guy can't even beat people with one hand, what's the great deal about winning him!"

"Yes, the one-armed man will win!

There was a lot of discussion all around, and all kinds of voices came and went, wave after wave.

"Then now, please invite the ultimate opponent of the one-armed man, the strongest man from the origin of the King of Fighters, Cheng Long!" the host, Mr. Saigao, exclaimed.

On the other side of the ring, the curtain slowly opened, and a figure slowly appeared.

Cheng Long crossed his arms and stood proudly.

The thin figure is deliberately stretched by the light, and there is a sense of coldness that stands on the wall.

The lights were bright, Cheng Long held his head high and stepped on the stage step by step.

The audience watched as he walked up to the host and snatched the microphone.

"First of all, I am not a Japanese from the hometown of the King of Fighters, I am Chinese!" Cheng Long's first sentence was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, causing an uproar in the audience.

The simultaneous translator on the stage translated this sentence as it was, which immediately made many people awe of this strange guy.

"However, I have enough strength to represent the hometown of the King of Fighters, because I have seen him through, and I will win the final victory!" Cheng Long pointed to Lu Menglin on the opposite side of the ring and said proudly.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

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