Yang Fei was slightly surprised: "What?" ”

Madknife's brow furrowed.

"Did you notice that the black man had a tattoo of an old black K on his arm?"

Yang Fei immediately came to his senses: "Three Grams Party? ”

Crazy Knife nodded: "I didn't pay attention at first. ”

"But when the black man came to apologize, I found that there was cruelty in his eyes."

"Generally speaking, when you are beaten like this bird, most people know that it is powerful, and they bow their heads and admit it."

"But this guy was obviously not convinced, which showed that he had something to rely on, and later I found the sign of the black old K on his arm."

Yang Fei also frowned.

"I didn't expect that this batch of hyenas in the underground world actually smelled the smell of blood and found here, which is a bit troublesome."

The Three Ks Party is a world-renowned underground force with great influence.

In some small countries, even high-ranking parliamentarians, it is the Three Klanks, which spans Latin America and northern Africa.

Crazy Knife snorted and said bluntly: "Bet on boxing!" ”

Yang Fei immediately realized.

The underground black boxing gambling houses all over the world belong to the Three Grams Party, except for Huaxia, which cannot be penetrated by foreign underground forces, of course.

The Sanke Party has a fanatical hobby of black boxing, kickboxing and martial arts.

In the Sanke Party, there are also many world-renowned gold belt boxing champions.

Someone has made statistics that since the middle of the last century, there have been at least 50 world gold belt boxing champions in the Three Grams Party.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the Three Klans are here.

Yang Fei looked at the direction in which the black race had left, thoughtful.

"So, these guys use the Martial Arts Golden Sword Conference as an underground black fist ring, which is quite interesting."

Madknife shook his head.

"Perhaps, it was the Three Oks Party who thought that the martial arts Golden Sword Conference did not invite their boxing champion to participate, and deliberately came to make trouble.

Yang Fei snorted, and the corners of his mouth showed a little smile.

"It's possible, the underground black boxers of the Three Grams Party also have some very powerful martial arts masters."

"This part of the martial arts masters has experienced the brutal fighting of the underground black fist, and after the choice between life and death, they are often more powerful."

"Even if the martial arts realm is not high, their skilled fighting skills, as well as their monstrous killing intent, are enough to defeat some martial arts masters who have no combat experience."

Speaking of this, Yang Fei looked at Long Hai with some worry.

"If the other party is a black boxer master of the Three Grams Party, this young man may have to suffer."

"The fighting rules of the national martial arts master and the underground black boxer boxer are not the same, and the underground black boxer is ruthless and pays attention to killing with one blow."

"Traditional masters of national arts, but they focus on self-cultivation and physical strength, and in front of these black boxing masters, they are relatively weak."

Crazy Dao looked at Yang Fei with some surprise.

"Is this young man your friend?"

Yang Fei nodded: "He is a friend I met in Luo Shanji, but my face changed, he didn't know me, but I knew him." ”

Madknife smiled and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

"Don't worry too much, I see that this friend of yours has reached the martial arts realm of the Transformation Strength, and the average black fist master is not his opponent."

Yang Fei snorted: "There is still a foundation in the Three Grams Party, many mysterious black fist masters, and even the top national arts masters, are not inferior." ”

"They are sent to participate in the Martial Arts Golden Sword Conference, and they will definitely not be weak."

While the two were talking, Long Hai was already taking the woman's hand and walking out of the waiting hall under the surprised eyes of everyone.

He stood on the side of the street, beckoned, called a taxi, and walked away with the woman.

Yang Fei hurriedly got into the car and started the Cherokee.

"No, I have to go down and take a look, the Longwei Martial Arts Pavilion is also our Huaxia martial arts lineage, but I can't let her suffer."

He beckoned to the mad knife.

"You are here to greet the prince of Mingtai, and when I see them accompanying me for a crime, I will leave first."

The mad knife beckoned to him to say goodbye, and cursed at the same time.

"Why am I here again? Don't bring me with me for such a fun thing as beating up the three-gram party. ”

Yang Fei scolded with a smile, started the Cherokee, and the car rushed out in a hurry like an arrow from the string.

Sure enough, the prediction of the mad knife came true.

The taxi drove forward two or three kilometers, and as soon as it turned the street, the taxi was surrounded by a dense crowd.

Each of these guys has an old K logo tattooed on their arms.

In the hands of the people, they are wielding baseball bats and wearing baseball caps on their heads.

The dense flow of people seemed to be more than 200 people.

The guy who took the lead was a big man with an unusually strong body, with a broad height and a strong man.

Beside him, the black man who was beaten by Long Hai had bandages on his arms, and he pointed at Long Hai viciously and scolded

"Boy, you dare to hit me, it's really deadly."

Where had the taxi driver seen such a battle, and his face turned pale with fright.

He opened the door from the cab and slipped away in a hurry, not even wanting a taxi.

Long Hai seemed very calm.

He hugged the panicked woman in his arms, whispered a few words of comfort, slowly opened the car door, and stepped out of the car.

Not far away, Yang Fei stopped the Cherokee, looked at Long Hai's humble and arrogant appearance, and couldn't help but praise.

Since this kid learned the Toad Fishing Skill taught by Yang Fei, his qi and blood are strong, and his strength has skyrocketed, no wonder he is so confident.

The black man who was beaten down by Long Hai almost erupted in his eyes when he saw Long Hai.

He said something to a bald man beside him.

The bald man cracked his mouth, put on his fist gloves, and walked towards Long Hai.

Yang Fei's eyes squinted, and he glanced at the bald man, and was suddenly taken aback in his heart.

This big man is so vigorous that he even surpasses the master of the Dan period.

His power, like magma surging underground, is bound to be indestructible once it explodes with all its might.

Such a guy must have used some secret method to temper his body, so that the whole body is trained like a steel plate, and at the same time stimulate the most powerful potential in the body.

However, the result of this comes at the expense of the body.

Black boxers often die before they reach the age of 60.

But for black boxers, it's actually nothing.

Many black boxing masters, often less than 30 years old, will be beaten to death in the ring.

For them, strength and fist are always more important than longevity and health.

Comparatively speaking, Huaxia's national art is mainly based on health preservation, and strong strength is only a reward obtained after health preservation.

Once a master of national arts breaks through the limits of the human body, after the body evolves, his lifespan and his own strength can be greatly increased.

Therefore, Huaxia Guoshu masters often have unusually fierce combat power after the age of fifty or sixty.

However, the disadvantage of Huaxia Guoshu is that the cultivation time is too long, and it often takes more than ten years of arduous cultivation to gain strong strength.

In this comparison, Long Hai's strength is slightly inferior.

In terms of combat and strength alone, he doesn't have to be a match for the black boxer.

(End of chapter)