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Since Siriwang's Muay Thai team came to Jianghai, every night, they have basically trained in the largest fitness hall on the first floor of the hotel, which is fully open, and all kinds of fitness equipment are available, as long as they are hotel guests, they can go in and use it. In fact, the hotel is fully equipped, and there were originally medium-sized rooms for these people to use alone, but Siriwang and the others still insisted on exercising in the open practice area in the hall, and often competed with people, and they were also held in such a large environment in the hall, so every time they went to these people to practice, they would attract the attention of many people who were exercising in the hall.

At this time, the atmosphere in the entire large fitness complex was a little depressing.

"It's going to be a fight again......"

"What's going on this time......

"These damn Thai ......"

"Asan is India's ......"

Far and near, people exercising on the gym equipment looked to the side of the venue, the Yihong Martial Arts Hall is still a little famous in Jianghai, at this time a large group of people are confronting the group of Thais, in the middle is a judo competition venue composed of tatami mats. In the past, occasionally some fitness bosses disagree, there is also a habit of calling their bodyguards to compete here, a group of people shouting and betting on the side, this kind of competition is much safer than underground black boxing, after the bodyguards have played, the boss laughs and enmity, and then maybe they can become good friends. When Siriwang first played the first few games in public, there were many onlookers and cheers, but then these Thais were too arrogant, so everyone lost their favor, but his side couldn't beat him anyway, and there was no way.

At this time, most of the people who are exercising here are wealthy businessmen from other places, of course, there are also Jianghai, most of them have some relationships and net worth, the previous one or two games can be used as a view, and then the game is not winning, this is related to the sense of national honor, gathered together in twos and threes, looking at the confrontation over there, and most of them were discussing with a bad face.

"Can anyone call in some useful men to kill their majesty? Boss Wang, didn't you say that there are a few masters in your bodyguard......"

"Yes, those who have retired from the special forces who have been on the battlefield, don't you always say that that kind of people are different from ordinary people who practice martial arts, if you do it alone, the special forces can win the world championship, you call it awesome, put down these Thai guys, I'll give a bonus of 500,000 yuan, okay......"

"Mr. Fu, of course it's enough for special forces to play a general championship or a champion, do you think I don't want to teach him a lesson, the person who broke one hand last Friday is said to be their instructor......"

"This Siriwang is different from ordinary boxers, he has also experienced life and death, saying that he started Muay Thai in elementary school, and then his family conditions were too poor, so he went to Israel to serve as a soldier, and after several years of training, he had the reputation of a Muay Thai grandmaster......"

"Damn, how can we let him be so arrogant again, we are about to lose our faces...... Wait for me to go back and spend money to invite a warrior monk from the town temple from the Shaolin Temple to come down......"

"The monks of Shaolin Temple generally don't fight this kind of fight, I think most of this matter has been arranged, how can the country bear this breath, the army really wants to pick one out to fight him, it's not impossible to ......"

"Yes, yes, this time Fang Zhitian came over, I heard the rumor that one of his bodyguards seemed to be the number one master of the National Security Bureau, I heard Boss Nie mention it, I didn't care at the time, I don't know if it's true, could it be just to come over and fight with this Xiliwang?"

"I think it's possible, and then we'll see how this Thai guy dies!"

"But it looks like this today...... Alas......"

It is said that the reason for today's incident is because a certain Muay Thai kid injured a martial arts disciple when he went to the Yihong martial arts hall to fight the book, and the teacher who was sitting in the town at that time was not there, and the reason for coming here at this time was to "ask for an explanation" from people, but for such a person, Siriwang has always adhered to the principle of fighting and then talking, and he is aggressive over there, and the martial arts hall has changed his face when he is excited, and the apprentices are looking at the hall owner. The owner of the hall was still silent, thinking that he knew that he couldn't fight, but when he encountered such a thing, he could only go out to fight, if he was cowardly, how could this martial arts hall be open in the future.

The talkers in the venue sighed for the people in the martial arts hall for a while, at the door of this fitness hall, there was also a group of hotel waiters gathered there at this time, similar things have been going on in the hotel for half a month, at this time I knew that I was going to fight again, and a few security guards at the door looked inside and talked with indignation on their faces, and when the foreman came from afar, they dispersed in a hurry. At this time, the martial arts hall owner next to the venue finally couldn't help but stand up.

The martial arts hall is called Yihong, and the owner of the hall is actually called He Yihong, the martial arts school he used to study, although he has also won some gold and silver medals in martial arts competitions, but the so-called martial arts, in fact, is only about physical fitness, of course, to this extent, the physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people, and he can also kill more than a dozen gangsters with his bare hands, but compared to the Muay Thai martial artists trained by the most cruel methods, there is still a big gap. The reason why he was still preparing to fight was because in front of so many disciples, he would definitely not be able to save face, and secondly, he was really a little angry, because from beginning to end, Siriwang, who was sitting in the back, never looked at him squarely.

Dressed in a Nike-branded sportswear, the Muay Thai master in his thirties sat at the back of the crowd, holding a Buddhist scripture in his hand and watching intently, his appearance was handsome, his skin was a healthy wheat color, and the contours of his face were like a knife and axe, with a cold temperament that was enough to make most female surnames feel good. The other party came to negotiate, but it was always his eldest disciple Tirapa, a young man who was already moving his hands and feet in the field.

"Mr. Siriwan, since you have to fight before you speak, then I can't help it, please advise!"

On the other side, He Yihong gritted his teeth and prepared to go down, and it was only at this time that Siriwang withdrew his gaze from the Buddhist scriptures for the first time and looked over: "Mr. He, your level is not worth my shot, even if you win against my disciples." ”

"You ......"

"Hey, Master He, don't hesitate, please play." Interrupting He Yihong's anger, the young man standing in the middle of the venue wearing a yellow practice uniform laughed mockingly, folded his hands, and bowed, "You must know that everyone is practicing martial arts, and whoever is right and who is wrong is considered to have been beaten...... Sa! Tile! Advance! Card! ”

"Okay, I'll teach you a lesson first, and then I'll talk ......"

He Yihong's face was full of anger, he pulled the zipper of his coat and was about to take off his clothes to play, when one of his disciples ran over from behind: "Master, Teacher Ye is here, he asked you not to fight." Running behind him was a middle-aged man who was also wearing casual sportswear, looking burly, giving the first impression that this should be a very fierce person, but those eyes did not have any fierce color in any way. He Yihong looked at him and was stunned: "Ye Han, why are you here?" ”

"My sister-in-law called me and Jingxian and said that you came to fight with the Thais, and you were about to cry on the phone, and my wife told me to come over quickly. Please, Lao He, why are you still so impulsive when you're old......"

"Where do I have an impulse, I'm here to reason!"

"I see you're already undressing and getting ready to rush up......"

"But they won't be reasonable."

"Then you don't have to fight, now is a legal society, and martial arts training is for physical strength and self-defense, and it is very meaningless to fight for this kind of will, do you know! What's more......" Ye Han lowered his voice, "It's not nice to say, Master Ma and Master Chen, they are really people who can fight, didn't they also find a special forces coach to come over, aren't they all broken bones and lying in the hospital now......"

"Then I have to endure it? Ye Han, you have always been a gentle surname, so it is always not good for you to open a small martial arts hall...... Alas, I didn't mean to talk about you, but I'm so big now, can I retreat? Now that my disciple has been beaten, I can't retreat, don't persuade me, today's fight, no matter what, it's going to be done, otherwise what do you say......"

Many times, a man's face is as big as the sky, but the two are considered brothers when they used to learn martial arts, and they have been friends for so many years, and they are also quite rare friends, so He Yihong didn't insist on saying anything like "you look down on me". Ye Han sighed, he didn't know what to say, although his surname was indifferent and he never advocated this kind of heads-up competition, but he also knew that there were many times when such a fight could not be avoided. He Yihong's martial arts hall is already so big, if he doesn't fight this time, how many disciples will be willing to learn martial arts from him in the future, although he is talking about strengthening his body, but most young people have the idea that they can win against others after practicing martial arts. But what about the beating, it was clear that he couldn't beat him, and after the apprentice was beaten, the master sent him to the door to be beaten again, and it was not good to call the police. It's a depressing feeling.

The two talked here for a while, but a few Thais came over, and led a female surname who looked like a reporter to Siriwang, and when a Thai man led by him spoke to Siriwang, the Muay Thai master who had been reading Buddhist scriptures with a serious face closed the book, and for the first time had a slightly gentle smile on his face, said a few words, nodded, and estimated that being interviewed in China was also a long-lost feeling for him. And the female reporter in the black coat also looked at the venue at this time, stayed on Ye Han's side for a few more seconds, and frowned slightly.

On the other hand, seeing the two chattering between the two, the man practicing Muay Thai on the ring finally lost his patience: "Haven't you two said okay?" That's right...... Ye Han? I remember that it seems to be on the list of martial arts gyms in Jianghai City, may I ask if you also have a martial arts gym at home? Let's come along. "He can become the eldest disciple of Siriwang, his qualifications are naturally not bad, this time since he wants to fight all over Jianghai, he has already obtained the list of all the martial arts halls in Jianghai City before, and he actually wrote down all the names of everyone.

Since he had just arrived here and had not been able to hear the conversation in front of him, Ye Han frowned: "Are you Master Siriwang, shouldn't you be talking about this kind of thing?" ”

"After beating me, you are qualified to fight my master! But I think you can go together. ”

"Ye Han, don't interfere." He Yihong said, stepping into the martial arts arena first, "No matter how well I fight, this matter has nothing to do with Ye Han and you, but I haven't thought that I will be so weak that even other people's disciples can't beat me!" ”

He smiled, moved his muscles, and stepped forward, and the man named Tirapa also smiled and shook his head, folded his hands again, bowed, and his eyes had become emotionless indifference. At this time, at the back of the venue, the female reporter seemed to say something, and several people around looked a little surprised, and Siriwang also stood up with a frown. Then, footsteps sounded in the space that had been quiet, and the woman turned around and walked directly onto the arena. For a while, the people around him, as well as He Yihong and Tilapa in the venue, stopped with some doubts, and it was obviously immoral to step on the martial arts arena during this kind of duel, but they were beautiful women...... Although Muay Thai martial artists have good psychological qualities and will never care about the other person's surname when they start, it is impossible to throw someone out like this.

"Miss Jane." In the rear, the man standing next to Siriwang shouted, "I don't know what kind of unhappiness your brother has with Mr. Siriwang, I think it must be a misunderstanding...... Ahem, even if it's not, you can sit down and talk about it......"

The woman did not stop, with her hands in her trouser pockets, she walked to the tirapa in front of her, and her footsteps made a "rustling" sound on the tatami mats: "Isn't it true that everyone who wants to talk to Mr. Siriwang has to be beaten first...... I was here to fight. ”

Siriwang frowned: "Miss reporter, this is not a joke. ”

"Was it a reporter?" Looking at the woman who came step by step, Tilapa spread her hands helplessly, "I have to remind you, beautiful reporter, in Thailand, you will be beaten to stop a duel, even if it is a woman, you have to be mentally prepared to be beaten before stepping on the duel venue, you ......"

"So are you ready?" Saying lightly, the woman stood still half a meter in front of him, although judging by the woman's standards, she was already tall, but compared to Tirapa, who was close to one meter nine in height, she was a head shorter, but I don't know why, when the woman stood in front of him, he actually felt a little helpless. Then, the woman turned her gaze to He Yihong: "You can go down." ”

"But ......"

At this time, people who were exercising from near and far were also curious about the scene here, originally thinking that it was the scene of the martial arts hall owner being beaten, who knew that a beautiful woman was suddenly killed, and it seemed that he had interrupted the competition, and there was a lot of discussion for a while. Tirapa was about to speak, but the woman looked at him faintly and repeated: "I said! Are you ready? Shoot when you're ready! ”

She was wearing a pair of glasses at this time, her hands were casually inserted in her trouser pockets, and the cold image of a beautiful woman with a knowing surname did not look like she was going to fight with someone anyway. Tirapa's face changed a few times, and he said word by word in Chinese: "I'm not joking with you!" On the side, several thin men who had been learning Muay Thai with Siriwang were already shouting in Thai.

"Senior brother, teach this woman a lesson!"

"Beat her!"

"Such a woman will not be obedient if she does not teach ......"

"Let her know it hurts!"

In the midst of the noise, the two confronted each other quietly, under the indifferent gaze of the woman, the nervous feeling in Tirapa's heart has condensed, the honor of Muay Thai, the duel should not be taken lightly, and this woman should be taught a lesson...... Even he didn't notice it, all kinds of complicated thoughts surged up in this faint gaze, and his mood completely lost the calm that Muay Thai requires. Finally, the woman closed her eyes.

The sound of that moment could be heard throughout the venue.

"Shoot!"

In the venue, where there was still a lot of noise, there was a sudden silence behind this cold female voice, which was as if someone had suddenly shouted in the ear. At the same time, in the middle of the field, Tirapa shouted and made an uncontrollable move.

Everyone knew that he made a move, but except for a Muay Thai master-level mission like Siriwang, I am afraid that they didn't know how he made a move, because in the next moment, his body flew out like a cannonball to the side.

At the moment when he made a move, the woman stretched out her right hand and threw him directly to the side like a garbage bag, and the Thai man, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, completely lost the ability to resist at that moment.

In everyone's sight, the woman just waved her hand, the man in front of her disappeared, and the next moment, there was a bang, and the three treadmills more than ten meters away collided together, two of them had fallen to the ground, some detachable parts on the treadmill were scattered and scattered, and Tirapa's body appeared in this pile of steel parts, struggling a few times, but he couldn't move anyway, he spit blood out of his mouth, and the bone of his left hand was completely broken, and the broken bone pierced out directly from under the skin, with Sensen's blood and broken flesh, The result is an indescribably terrifying scene.

The world is quiet......

(To be continued)