It can be said that almost every fight is very exciting, because in the eyes of many rich people, these Chinese fighters are weak to beat the strong, and the win is still those thrilling. Although they lost money, they were happy to see it, and all the bets they lost were nothing to them. However, let them understand more that they will no longer dare to underestimate those Chinese boxers in the future, because the four Italian mafia fighters in front of them, in the end, they were either missing a certain part, or because their limbs were like being bitten by a crocodile. In their opinion, China is a martial arts power, a fighting power, even if you look for bodyguards in the future, in fact, it is better to find Chinese.

Hua Feng, who came out of it, was chatting with those members of the Little Knife Society outside, and he didn't expect that the other party actually came out of it, and the two came to a tree very tacitly, Hua Feng looked at each other and asked.

"Why did you spend so much money and come out without reading it? Don't you feel like a waste."

"I've already earned it anyway, and that money is nothing." Long Shitian also lit a cigarette and looked at the other party and smiled. It seems that he belongs to the kind of handsome man who is born with it, and the other party also practices martial arts, making him look more manly than those ordinary little white faces.

"The 10 million is yours!" Hua Feng said with a smile.

"Because I know you and I are the same kind of people." Long Shitian said confidently, he didn't answer Hua Feng's words directly, but his words had already shown that the 10 million was what he asked people to come from. If Hua Feng could succumb to him, he knew that it would be of great help to his future career. However, everyone is the same kind of people, and it is impossible to be subordinate to anyone, so the two can only be destined to become competitors in the future, but partners. And this time, Hua Feng can come up with such big odds to let the four small knife fighters who are looked down upon by the rich win each other, then it shows that Hua Feng really has that ability.

"We're not the same kind of people, I said I was forced." Hua Feng said with a smile, he didn't understand why the other party was leaking, at least now let Hua Feng understand the other party's Xing character better, so strong, confident, scheming, a peer he couldn't see through. When the children of the capital inside came out and kept vomiting, Hua Feng walked in the direction of the office alone. Although he didn't know what type of martial arts Long Shitian was learning, Hua Feng had already felt the powerful momentum emanating from the other party's body just now, but it was just below him. It can be said that among the children of rich families in Beijing and Shanghai, although their conditions have been very good since childhood, they should be at the starting line, which is much higher than ordinary people. But in the direction of Hua Feng, except for Long Shitian, who is known as the crown prince, it seems that his other rich children can only rely on their family and live very arrogantly, compared with those ordinary people, they have no ability at all.

"Whew." After opening the window of the office, taking out the cigarette in his mouth and pressing the ashtray on the table, the verdant bamboo forest, the sound of rustling bamboo leaves, and the breeze blowing in, let him lie comfortably on the boss's chair. Now Hua Feng is waiting for the end of the game, because there will be rich people leaving the Suzhou and Hangzhou Club tonight and leaving Shanghai. So when they leave, Hua Feng will personally send them off, this black market boxing match, personally send these rich people away, then it will end perfectly. Hua Feng, who was sitting in the office, quietly took a few books from the bookshelf about gangster materials in modern times.

China's Hongmen, the Qing Gang, the Li Gang in the capital, the Pao Ge Organization in Sichuan, the Northeast Gang, the Northwest Gang, and even the gangsters in Hong Kong and Taiwan, all of these need to be understood by Hua Feng. And Hua Feng has to study the mafia and the Yamaguchi group in the world, and absorb their nutrients from them, so that the knife society can develop even bigger.

And in the underground fighting arena, it can be said that in the last Li Dapeng VS Sander Aladdin, the strength of the two is comparable, and it attracts those rich people, although Hua Feng improved his physical fitness by two percent through acupuncture, but he didn't really play it at the beginning, but after the two sides played for more than ten minutes, when the physical fitness of the two began to decline, Hua Feng's physical fitness for Li Dapeng really came into play, so that Li Dapeng, who was extremely tired, suddenly felt that there was a force in his body that kept supporting him.

"Bang." Li Dapeng, who recovered his strength quickly, punched Sandaladdin in the face, who began to slow down slowly, and Sandaladdin's whole person crashed into the side wall of the iron cage that was already full of blood, causing the iron cage to make a loud vibration sound. Bernarno. Xito felt a little disbelieving that the person in front of him was Li Dapeng, and originally thought that the strength of the two was at most a draw. And now he has lost a mess of Bernarno. Xito, he couldn't believe it, this is the strength of the real Little Knife Society, this country full of mysteries, let him once again believe that only Chinese can create miracles.

"Bang." Li Dapeng flew and kicked Sander Aladdin in the chest, and the other party kept retreating with both feet because of the kick, until he hit the side wall of the iron cage and stopped. Li Dapeng, who also kept panting, knew that only when the opponent's physical strength was declining, could he take the opportunity to kill the opponent. The bloodied Sandaladdin shook his head, and when Li Dapeng's flying foot kicked at his head again, he reacted quickly and hid aside, and when he kicked towards the place he just now, Sander Aladdin opened his hands and hugged Li Dapeng, and the two began to bite each other's bodies in the iron cage at the same time. Perhaps, in the eyes of Sander Aladdin, his current physical strength is not as good as Li Dapeng, so he can only be like the fighters of the Little Knife Club in front of him, and only through this can he get out alive.

In fact, Li Dapeng, whose physical fitness is much higher than Sander Aladdin, is very uncomfortable even now, but his reaction is still much faster than that of this Indian Ah San, and when the other party was about to bite his neck, Li Dapeng kept hitting each other's heads with his head, so both of them soon had blood flowing from their heads, and I don't know who shed it. And at that moment, Li Dapeng got rid of Sander Aladdin, dragged his legs, first kicked the opponent's right foot off, and then kicked him to the crotch, at this time, because of the pain, the Indian who was arched all over his body was like a boiled loach, and almost his waist was bent because of the pain. Li Dapeng, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, stepped on Sandaladdin's waist again and again, and everyone just heard a "click". His lumbar vertebrae were directly broken by Li Dapeng's foot, and even stabbed him deeply in the heart. It can be said that at this time, maybe if he is sent to the hospital, Ah San can still leave half his life. However, Li Dapeng did not relax, but walked into the other party, stepped on the opponent's face, and kicked the opponent fiercely towards the side wall of the iron cage next to him.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

After hitting many times in a row, the Indian stopped, and at this time, the other party's bloodshot eyes could only watch Li Dapeng approach him in a daze. Li Dapeng wiped the blood from his face with difficulty, came to the Indian's side, and bent down to hug Sandaldin's blurred head. It seemed that death was about to befall him, and perhaps at this moment, he realized that only when someone else killed him did he realize that fighting a black market boxing match was really cruel.

"Click."

Sander Aladdin's head has been twisted off by Li Dapeng, until this time, Li Dapeng was so tired that he lay in the side wall of the iron cage panting, and when it was confirmed that the Indian was dead, soon there were staff members, who opened the iron cage and helped Li Dapeng out, and the dead Indian could only be quietly pulled and dealt with like a normal dead person.

"Lee, you're amazing. (English to Chinese)" First, Li Dapeng's coach and agent Mike let out a cheering shout. And then, all the rich people in the entire underground fighting arena cheered.

"Brother Wen, the five fighters of our Little Knife Club have all won, and this time they have made a total of 10.5 billion bets, which is the normal income of the Suzhou and Hangzhou Clubs for three months." General Manager Qian opened the door with a smile and came in and said. He really couldn't believe how Hua Feng let those fighters do it.

"As expected, you go down and continue to let the staff of the Suhang Club strengthen security, and you can't relax tonight. The most important thing is to look at Xu Wang's gang, we must not let them end up doing ghosts in the dark, and I will invite myself to send the rich people back in a while. Hua Feng put down the underworld information book in his hand and said.

"Brother Wen, I know, I'll go." General Manager Qian said respectfully. After he went out, Hua Feng asked people to prepare some Chinese specialties in the car, which were considered gifts to these rich people when they left. It can be said that the first to come were the rich British, and they were the first to return. After the game came out, at ten o'clock in the evening Beijing time, Hua Feng personally took the special forces bodyguards to send them to Pudong International Airport, and gave them the Chinese specialties that represented the knife club, and personally sent them on the charter flight, Hua Feng returned to the pastoral villa with peace of mind.

When he returned to the pastoral villa, Hua Feng, who came out of the bath, found that there was a beautiful woman on the bed in the room, and that beauty was Zhang Yina. Hua Feng was a little strange, did the other party still want to be like that night?

"Miss, why don't you go back after night, do you still want to be the same as that night?" Hua Feng asked with a smile.

"Then you can be like Sister Lin again, so that we can't sleep at night." Zhang Yina pouted and said.

"That's not suitable for children, you are still young now, you don't understand, and it's not suitable."

"Cut, aren't you just a few months older than me, isn't it because I'm a little younger here? What's the big deal! Okay, I'm here to help me with your treatment tonight. Zhang Yina looked at Hua Feng and said a little shyly.

"Wouldn't it be nice to think like this now? Why do you need to treat. Hua Feng said with a smile. Because of this incident, Zhang Yina didn't know how many times she looked for herself.

"Phew, don't you guys all like the busty type? And, and if it's a little bigger, I'm a little bit more confident. Zhang Yina hid under the quilt, stretched out her head and said, but the more she spoke, the quieter she became.

"You've decided?"

"It's decided, but if you turn off the lights first, I'm still a little scared." Zhang Yina said. After Hua Feng turned off the lights in the room, Zhang Yina, who was hiding under the quilt, found that she was getting more and more scared, and her heart was beating faster and faster.

"Bang."

"Bump."

。。。

"Hua Feng, otherwise, I'll treat it next time." At this time, Zhang Yina was retreating, as if her most important first game was about to be handed over to the man in front of her.

"If it's next time, don't bother me, I don't have time every day." If he had to quarrel like this every day, Hua Feng really didn't have much time, and he was still thinking about Lin Xinyu over there, it was impossible for Zhang Yina to come here every day to disturb them.

"Alright! Hurry up! Zhang Yina said, took off the clothes on her body again, and threw them all aside.

"Hey, why are you messing around?"

"Hmm."

"It's not just touching it, it's helping you find the acupuncture points for the massage, how do you feel now?" In fact, when you touch her smooth back and soft little steamed buns, as long as it is a man, she will feel it, let alone the current normal Hua Feng.

"That feeling, it feels a little hot."

"Then it will prove to be effective, in the future, you can follow the position I helped you today, and let Sister Qin help you." Hua Feng said. In fact, in his opinion, it is really as Zhang Yina said, he still likes the plump type like Lin Xinyu, and what does it mean to touch the little steamed bun.