Chapter 197: Junk Dog (Happy New Year 2/5)
Photos still need to be retouched in post-production before they can be used, and Matsuyama Iwa and Aoki Tsukasa have selected a few photos that look the coolest and most ferocious, and the rest depends on Hanada Shin's ability to P pictures.
But this guy is really good, at least Aoki Tsukasa thinks he is much more handsome than himself.
After taking the photo, Matsuyama Iwa drove his 'big baby' with Aoki Tsukasa and came to a slightly remote Western restaurant.
"This shop is good!" Tsukasa Aoki and Matsuyama Iwa walked into the western restaurant and were amazed to see it.
Unlike the usual Western restaurants that Aoki had in mind, the dΓ©cor of this restaurant looks like a movie Western, with a woody yellow hue and various crafts such as bows and arrows and spears hanging on the walls.
And although the place is a little off, there are a lot of people, and the table in the hall is full of ninety percent, and it is not lively to push the cup and change the lamp.
In the center of the restaurant is a bar with an LCD TV showing a boxing match.
"Yo, Brother Yan is here? Who is this? A bearded foreign man was sitting at the bar, taking a sip of a wine bottle when he saw Matsuyama Iwa enter the door, and hurriedly laughed and stood up.
Songshan Yan stepped forward and slapped his big hand, clenched and touched his shoulders: "Here, I'm still the old rule, bring me a steak and a glass of ice water for this person next to me." β
βOKοΌβ The bearded foreign man is very fluent in Japanese: "This looks like the Aoki Tsukasa you talked about last time, isn't it?" β
"Well, how does it look?" Matsuyama raised an eyebrow at him.
"Yes, he looks like a ruthless man." The bearded man gave a thumbs up.
Matsuyama Iwa chatted with him again, and Aoki just smiled and nodded politely.
"Let's go, come here." Matsuyama Iwa pulled Aoki Tsukasa to the corner table and sat down, the waiter quickly brought a large glass of beer, he took a sip, and suddenly said to Aoki Tsukasa: "I'm not just here to invite you to dinner today." β
"Huh?" Aoki Si just took a sip of ice water, almost choked when he heard his words, and gave him an angry look: "What's the matter, if I make any more promotional videos, I won't do it." β
"Hahaha, nothing serious." Matsuyama Yan took out his mobile phone, swiped it a few times, and raised his chin to Aoki Division: "You connect IFI first, I'll pass you something, you will know when you read it." β
"Cheng, how many passwords?"
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As soon as Aoki Tsukasa was connected, a download link was sent on Matsuyama Rock's Line, and Aoki Tsukasa connected IFI to quickly download the video.
When I opened it, it turned out to be Ah Long, who I hadn't seen for a long time, appeared on the phone.
In the video, Aaron is wearing fighting shorts and boxing gloves, brutally killing his opponent.
That's right, it's torture.
Just look at Aaron's skillful combination of punches, first striking the opponent in a daze, and then a diving takedown to knock the opponent to the ground, a standard hell gate ground technique to finish the opponent.
"Aaron, this progress is not small." Aoki Tsukasa watched the video with a very calm expression, Aaron's fist does look a lot faster than before, and the ground technology has also improved, but it should still be a lot worse than himself.
After all, compared to the beginning, Aoki's progress rate is nothing short of a monster - even he thinks so.
"Well, there's some progress, but it's not about him." Matsuyama Iwa's eyes were complicated, and he took another big sip of beer.
Tsukasa Aoki continued to watch the video, and sure enough, after a few clips of Aaron, the protagonist of the video was replaced by a young man who was a little short compared to Aoki Si, but his muscles were very strong.
The short-headed man made Aoki's expression slightly serious: "Who is this?" β
"Yabuki Akira....... Also known as, Junk Dog. Songshan Yan took out the cigarette case, lit it with a deep look in his eyes, and took a deep breath: "It's a new star." β
"He used to box?" Tsukasa Aoki watched the video as Yabuki skillfully used his boxing moves to knock his opponent back again and again, knocking out his opponent without even using any mixed martial arts moves, and raised his eyebrows.
"Well, I used to be a boxer in the underground boxing tournament of MEGALO BOX who was not on the stage, and I was a black boxer." Songshan Yan said: "Don't underestimate him, as his name suggests, he is really a mad dog." β
Tsukasa Aoki frowned slightly as he looked at the video of another game in which Yabuki changed the style of painting.
In the video, Yabuki's face was covered with blood, but he was still waving his fists fiercely, even if the opponent kicked out, he just stubbornly rushed forward to fight back with injuries, until the opponent was knocked to the ground by him, and he didn't stop, but frantically continued to mend the knife and smash his fists until the referee pulled him away.
"Is it necessary, he only looks like he can box." Tsukasa Aoki shook his head secretly.
In his opinion, no matter how outstanding this guy's boxing skills are, in mixed martial arts competitions, as long as he controls the distance, his legs are always longer than his arms, even if his ability to resist blows is exaggerated, Aoki Tsukasa is confident to defeat him.
"These videos are from two months ago." Matsuyama Yan exhaled smoke with a solemn expression: "For the past two months, he has been hidden by a guy called Nanfang, and he doesn't know where to practice. With his talent, I believe that the technique will definitely improve greatly in these two months. β
"He's got a lot of boxing skills in his own right, and with two months of study, I'm sure he's going to be your biggest opponent on the feet." After Matsuyama Yan finished speaking, he said seriously to Aoki Division: "Don't underestimate your opponents, this is a competition that all neon geniuses will participate in." β
"Your strength is indeed good, but don't be careless, don't think that if you win Andy, you will have the strength of an intercontinental champion. That guy is addicted to alcohol every day, and if he can have half of his previous strength, he has a good foundation. Matsuyama continued earnestly.
Aoki Tsukasa looked at the video, the messy Yabuki was covered in blood, and he roared at the audience, only to feel that not only did he not have any worries, but his blood was surging: "Mad dog? β
"I really want to have a good fight with him." Tsukasa Aoki clenched his fists: "I'll win." β
After speaking, Aoki Si Waner smiled: "After all, that's two million!" β
After listening to Aoki Division's words, Matsuyama Yan glanced at him speechlessly: "Cheng Chengcheng, two million, do you have any shortage of money for this guy?" β
"Definitely!" Aoki Tsukasa Zhenzhen said: "When my uncle and aunt come back and my sister's condition is stable, I plan to move out and live on my own." When the time comes, you can't ask for money to build a house, and if you move farther, you can't buy a bicycle or other means of transportation. β
"And I have to pay my own living bills, which is not a small amount of money." Aoki scratched his head: "To be honest, I haven't thought about it yet, where to make money after the game, why don't you become a coach?" β
"Phew, who would want to take care of you as a coach at your age." Matsuyama Yan glanced at him: "Let's talk about it then, when you finish the game, if you don't want to continue your career, it's no problem for me to give you a job." β
"We'll talk about it then." Tsukasa Aoki fell into deep thought.
"Here comes the meat!" The bearded man arrived with a plate, breaking the silence.
Looking at the tray in his hand, an oversized steak the size of a human face, Aoki suddenly lost any thoughts: "Hiss...... So big? β
Although his stomach was not very hungry, when he saw such a large piece of steak, Aoki still drooled in anger.
"Don't worry, it's full!" Matsuyama Iwa laughed and lifted the knife and fork.
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