Wu Song's eyes looked at Su Yao who was sitting on the side, and the little girl was looking at him with sympathetic eyes.

He finally put back the idea of releasing Golden Beanie.

If you kill a few people, it will be too peaceful, and no one will dare to make trouble!

Zhong Qian stood up, looked at the gate, and then looked at Wu Song.

"You go, no matter how you do, as long as you can end it, go and get those people away!"

The old man of the Zhong family was already bothered, so he simply came to "listen to the quiet" and quietly hid in the sanatorium.

As for the bodyguards of the Zhong family, they have been persuading and maintaining order in the past few days, and they are all tired and half dead, and they don't have a good face at all when they see this Aunt Sun.

Wu Song hung his head and walked outside.

Outside the gate, there are people on the third floor and the outer three floors, more than a dozen bodyguards of the Zhong family, and a few policemen sweating, who are loudly advising with portable horns, reminding people to pay attention to safety.

Seeing Wu Song come out, the policemen and bodyguards all glared at him with resentful eyes.

Wu Song pretended not to know, he walked in front of the group of people, without saying a word, he pulled out two planks from behind him, and the people in the front row immediately took a step back, afraid that Wu Song would beat them.

"Smack", Wu Song threw the board on the ground: "If you want to compete with me, choose one of the two planks, and only if you break the plank, you will be qualified, otherwise, where did you come from, and where will I go back!"

These two planks are almost four or five centimeters thick, and it is more suitable to say that it is a wooden block, and if you want to interrupt it, you can't really do it if you don't practice it - ordinary practitioners can't do it!

A big man walked out of the crowd, picked up the wooden plank and weighed it, and said to Wu Song.

"We want to compete with you, not with you, and if we can't break the plank, it doesn't explain the problem. ”

Wu Song unceremoniously slammed back.

"If you want to take my money, you have to follow my rules, and if you can't, go back!"

The people next to him coaxed.

"You can't do it, you can't get out, let someone else come!"

"That's it, occupy the pit and don't!"

"You're not underwear, what are you pretending to be!"

The big man was squeezed by everyone, and there was no way, he made a gesture against the plank, but he still couldn't do it after all.

He handed the wooden board in his hand to Wu Song and said unconvinced.

"You have the ability!"

Wu Song didn't even bother to look at him, he held the plank in his left hand, raised his right hand high, stretched out an index finger, and everyone's eyes were staring at him.

In front of everyone's eyes, the index finger gently and slowly landed on the plank.

With a "click", the plank broke neatly in two.

There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd.

"You must be bored!"

"You brought the plank, you must have done it beforehand!"

The big man played Laipi, he turned around and incited the crowd: "Brothers, am I right?"

He was answered by a shout of scolding, and some people threw messy things at him.

Books, fruits, milk tea......

One person was so angry that he threw away his mobile phone.

The big man held his head and slipped into the crowd.

Wu Song said loudly.

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Reasonable people are still in the majority, don't hide it from everyone, I'm challenging foreigners!"

"Everyone should still remember what happened at the intersection a few days ago, right? A few foreigners dared to carry out assassinations in the downtown area with a little kung fu, and they didn't take my people from Longhua Kingdom seriously!"

Everyone started talking.

What happened in the city a few days ago is no longer news, and many people were slightly injured in that commotion because of the shock, and the most important thing is that the impact was very bad.

After understanding Wu Song's true intentions, he also promised that when a foreigner accepted his challenge, he would definitely announce the news to the public, and everyone left satisfied.

Seeing people leaving, Wu Song sighed in his heart, these days, he is only a handful of people who want to be popular by any means, and the vast majority of people can still distinguish between black and white in their hearts.

Ten days later, Ivan took his girlfriend Yelena and a few of his subordinates to the capital of Longhuaguo.

Wu Song and Han Qianxue met them in the conference room of Zhong's company.

"Is that you, who want to challenge the world's supernatural abilities?"

As soon as they met, Ivan looked Wu Song up and down with surprised eyes.

Although this young man from Longhua Kingdom looks very energetic, it is nothing more.

"You don't have to doubt it, it's me!" Wu Song smiled and nodded, he didn't care about this **'s gaze at all: "I want to know your identity." ”

"Why do I think it's a scam?" Ivan shook his head: "I didn't come all the way to be a clown and be seen as a joke!"

"Petrov, you, try him!"

The others dispersed, and a tall and thin young man stood up, and when he saw that Wu Song was ready, he rushed over.

When he was about to enter his attack range, he shook his body slightly to the left, made a feint, and saw that Wu Song did not react, so he took advantage of the situation and punched him with a left hook.

When his fist was about to reach his lower abdomen, Wu Song pressed his palm down, grabbed his wrist like lightning, and at the same time stepped sideways, bent his arm into an elbow, and swept towards his opponent's neck with a "whew".

Everyone present, including Ivan, didn't expect Wu Song's movements to be so fast, and his girlfriend Yelena even covered her mouth.

Although she doesn't know kung fu, she has never eaten pork and seen pigs run, so she knows what happens when a person is hit hard in the neck.

Petrov's face was terrified, the air flow from his elbow blow his hair up, and Wu Song's elbow rested firmly on his neck.

Several ** people invariably breathed a sigh of relief.

Petrov stepped aside with some reluctance.

"Okay, you are qualified to know my identity!" Ivan was glad that Wu Song had stopped in time and had not injured his men.

"To put it simply, I am the Tsar of the Outer World of Russia and Mao!" When he said this, his demeanor became arrogant, and his body exuded a domineering aura.

Wu Song nodded: "No wonder I always feel a vague smell of blood from you." ”

"Hahaha, you're complimenting me!" Ivan laughed: "Of course, I'm also a supernatural, otherwise how could I be king in the underground world!"

Wu Song nodded and introduced himself: "My name is Wu Song, and I am a practitioner of the ancient martial arts of Longhua Kingdom. ”

"After I defeat you, I hope you will grant me a request!"

Ivan's eyes became cold: "You think too much, I came this time to take away the 100 million dollars." ”

The eyes of the two sides met, and onlookers seemed to see sparks flying.

The two of them stared at each other coldly until Yelena and Han Qianxue pulled them away.

The two sides sat down and discussed the details of the game in detail.

Han Qianxue, as the official representative, witnessed the negotiation of this competition.

The time of the match was scheduled to be three days later at the gymnasium in the capital.

There are no referees!

One side falls to the ground, or concedes defeat, and the game is over.

If Wu Song wins, then Ivan must grant him a request.

And if Ivan wins, $100 million will be his.

Such a clean game is in line with the appetite of both sides.

A staff member led Ivan and his party to the hotel where they were staying.

During the competition, their food and lodging in Longhua Kingdom were provided by the Zhong family.

Only Wu Song and Han Qianxue were left in the conference room.

"Are you sure you can defeat Ivan?" Han Qianxue looked at Wu Song worriedly.

Although she knew that Wu Song's strength had reached an unfathomable level, this Ivan was definitely not an unknown person!

Ivan is only thirty-two years old, and he is in the prime of life.

He is a well-known talent in the Russo-Mao martial arts circle, competing in various national competitions in his teens and achieving an enviable record.

Everyone is optimistic about him and thinks that his future is immeasurable, after all, he is only in his teens now, and he is not yet an adult.

But at this time, Ivan announced his retirement from boxing and traveled all over the world.

When the news broke, not only in Russia and Mao, but also martial arts fans in some other countries were shocked, wondering why he had suddenly made such a decision.

Four years later, when Ivan, who had been forgotten, reappeared in the ring to show off his skills, people were shocked again.

His strength, speed, agility......

His mastery of martial arts......

When facing his opponents, he is as calm and ruthless as a grim reaper......

Once again, it's going crazy for people!

In just half a year, he swept the boxing scene of Russia and Mao, and set his sights on other countries.

A year later, he swept all the fighting events in Europe, winning all the 85kg titles!

And the next step is undoubtedly the mold country.

Just when people were talking about what kind of opponent he would meet in the moldy country, and whether it would be smooth sailing like now, he actually quietly quit the boxing ring!

The fanatical people went crazy, they cursed and begged, but Ivan disappeared from the world, not only did he never appear in the ring again, but he was nowhere to be found, and no one knew his whereabouts.

This time, he didn't disappear for long, but by the time he reappeared, he had become a tyrannical, bloodthirsty king of the underworld.

At that time, he had just risen to prominence and could not yet be called a tsar.

Some say his girlfriend was killed by his enemies, some say his parents were tortured to death by competitors, and others say he injured his head while practicing a profound kung fu......

In short, Ivan is no longer the boxing genius Ivan he used to be, but a notorious demon king in the underground world.

Ivan gathered a group of die-hard loyalists, constantly created all kinds of sensational events, and soon became the tsar of the Russo-Mao underground world.

Those who followed him held their breath as they watched as his kingdom gradually expanded, slowly expanding into Europe.

Just when people were imagining what he would do again, this time, Ivan disappeared again.

No one expected that he, with a group of loyal people, would hide in Siberia, a barren land of ice and snow.