Chapter 52: The Black Fist of Charity
The reason why I remember it so clearly is because three days later, Friday, was his father's second anniversary.
Two years ago, on the evening of August 3, his mother received the bad news from Bingtia and fainted on the spot.
"Gu Dayong, Marcus ......"
Li Xing's face was gloomy like water, and he inadvertently clenched his fists, and his bones crackled.
"Hello?"
Seeing that there was no movement here, Furci spoke up again.
"I'll ask you personally. Li Xing quickly returned to normal and said calmly: "A young man, less than thirty years old, about one meter eighty-three, with short brown hair and a golden stud earring in his right ear. β
"Did you meet him last night?" asked Fauc quickly.
His tone was hurried, and he was not at all as calm and calm as usual.
"Who is he?" didn't answer him, Li Xing just continued to ask.
The other side was silent for a while, and then he said slowly: "If Marcus doesn't have a second guy with brown hair and golden studs, then you should meet the black snake - Snaka!"
"Black Snake Snaka?" Li Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, "That's what you said, among Marcus's subordinates, in addition to the bloody hand Dileka, there is another black list powerhouse who has the ability to suppress me?"
"That's right, it's him, the ninth fighter on the black list. Furci said in a deep voice: "Legend has it that his fist is invisible, and every fighter who fights with him cannot find any wounds on his body when he dies.
As long as you are hit by him, you will almost definitely die! Just like being bitten by a highly venomous black mamba snake, there is no time to rescue it, so it is named the black snake. β
Thinking of the terrible bruises on his body last night, Li Xing couldn't help but nod in agreement: "It is indeed a terrible opponent." β
"You ......" After a moment's hesitation, Fox couldn't help but ask, "Fought him?"
"Hmm. Li Xing replied.
After answering, there was another silence on the other side.
Li Xing frowned slightly, and said, "If there is nothing else, I will hang up first." β
"Well, I'll pick you up at nine o'clock on Friday night. Furci then said.
"Good. "Hang up.
On the other side, in the lounge of the school's martial arts club, Furci on the sofa was in a state of distraction.
Li Xing was able to fight with Snaka, which was not surprising to Fox, what made him so out of shape was that Li Xing on the phone did not look injured or weak.
You must know that among the top few on the black list, it is Snaka's boxing that is the most ruthless.
It's easy to fight him, but it's almost impossible to get it undamaged.
Fox once participated in the siege of Snarka in a boxing match, and was hit in the stomach by one of his moves in a state of full secret magic, and his proud strong defense was like nothingness, and he was seriously injured by it in an instant, and he lay down for more than half a month after returning.
Since that day, Snaca's strength has been deeply imprinted into Furci's heart, forming an almost indelible shadow.
"Has this guy's strength reached this point......
After a long time, he sighed softly, and his sigh was full of silence.
............
For the next three days, Li Xing stayed in the hotel every day, still repeating the practice of martial arts and exercising his body.
At the same time, after three days, the blood cell suspended in his chest also dimmed by three points, and Li Xing's three values also became 2.3 in strength, 2.2 in agility, and 2.2 in physique.
With the increase of physical data, the speed of alienation also increased a lot, and despite practicing martial arts every day, the degree of alienation of the left hand still reached 0.78% after three days.
There are fewer and fewer gaps in the yellow mesh of the left hand, and Li Xing estimates that when it reaches 1%, the entire left hand will be completely covered by this strange yellow.
Now Li Xing only focuses on the left hand, which is the most seriously alienated, and he wants to see what kind of changes will occur when the alienation reaches a certain level.
It was nearly nine o'clock, Li Xing stopped practicing, and only after a simple rinse did he get dressed, and the phone rang on time, and Furci had already arrived.
Downstairs and out of the hotel, at a glance I saw Ferdge sitting in the car waving to him, walked over and pulled the car door and got into the car, Ferch directly stepped on the accelerator, like a beast roaring violently, the two of them went away.
"Who is the opponent tonight?" asked Li Xing in the car.
"The first one was Rakhi, nicknamed the killer. Furci replied as he drove the car: "He is an unscrupulous fellow, although his strength is not very good, but he is very dangerous." β
"The first one?"
Li Xing grasped the key point and said, "There is more than one game today?"
"As long as someone is willing to spend money to put you on stage, you can play as many games as you want. Furci smiled, with a hint of sneer in his smile.
"It's not the same as the Western Suburbs Boxing Stadium, this is purely a rich people's playground, as long as you are bloody and violent enough to satisfy their dark and perverted needs, some people will pay you to take the stage. After all, they're here to enjoy that kind of flesh-and-blood visual pleasure. β
"That's it. Li Xing said softly: "Then I understand." β
No longer talking, the car shuttled through the traffic and sped away in the direction of the city center.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped outside a luxury hotel, and Li Xing sat in the car, looking at the large number of banners hanging outside the hotel and the many reporters outside, and said with a stunned expression: "Are you sure you haven't come to the wrong place?"
The largest banner outside the hotel reads "The 12th Thimphu Charity Auction Gala".
The rest of the banners were similar to each other, with a large number of red banners hanging from the top floor of the hotel, almost obscuring the entire faΓ§ade, and several huge searchlights illuminating the hotel building as if it were daylight.
Outside the entrance of the hotel, a long red carpet was laid, and all kinds of flowers were placed on both sides of the red carpet, and a large number of reporters with long guns and short guns crowded outside the hotel gate, pressing the shutter frantically through the glass door.
In front of the hotel, there are all kinds of luxury cars that Li Hang does not know, and a large number of fireworks in the night sky continue to bloom, dazzling and charming.
There's clearly a massive charity auction gala going on, big enough to be replayed on TV a few times.
"This is the place, this time, the boxing arena, is located on the second basement floor of this hotel. Furci looked at the hotel across the road and said lightly: "When the charity gala is over, it will be the official start of the Black Fist tonight." β
As he spoke, a boy in a small red dress came over, and before he could speak, Furci took out a golden card and handed it out, and the boy bowed slightly when he saw it, raised the railing, and Furci drove to the underground entrance.
Li Xing noticed that there was a scorpion logo on the card.
Above is a charity gala with great fanfare, and below is the bloody and violent underground black fist.
Looking at the two big words of charity on the banner outside the hotel, Li Xing only felt particularly dazzling.