In the early morning, the sun has just risen, and it is full of vitality.

Wang Ben took a day's flight, which departed yesterday afternoon and arrived in the United States at 6 o'clock this morning.

Since the place where Lina asked to meet was not Los Angeles, Wang Ben returned to his home in Los Angeles and asked his bodyguard Michael to help with makeup.

After an hour, Wang Ben came out of his home and turned into a big man with a fleshy face and a tattoo of a dragon.

Of course, this tattoo is temporary and can be washed off with a special potion, which does not affect the color of the skin.

Next, Wang Ben took a train from Los Angeles and took a train overnight to New Orleans, the second largest port city in the United States.

The city of New Orleans is not populated, mostly black, and the place is poor and backward.

Wang Ben hadn't been on a train for a long time, and on the train, there was a good smell from the black man, like the smell of preserved eggs, mixed with the smell of locomotive oil, and Wang Ben almost vomited out all the overnight meal.

"His uncle, it was so uncomfortable to take the train, I knew that I would drive here by myself or take a plane here."

After the train arrived at the station, Wang Ben was the first to run out, and after leaving the station, he couldn't help but take a big breath of the outside air, feeling a lot more comfortable.

He is now "Sun Julong", not Wang Ben!

Perhaps to commemorate his deceased grandfather, Wang Ben changed his name to "Sun" in the underground boxing world.

After leaving the train station, Wang Ben felt that New Orleans was really backward, a little inferior compared to China, and some blacks around him had a sense of decadence in their eyes.

In the square of the railway station, some black children are constantly peddling cigarettes, and even some black girls dressed up in good clothes are flattering at pedestrians.

Fortunately, Wang Ben is relatively tall, and after putting on makeup on his face, he has a fierce look, which looks very difficult to provoke.

So some of the blacks around didn't come to look for trouble.

Bullying the good and fearing the evil, no matter which country it is, it is actually the same.

When he came to a street near the station, he found that there were gradually more people here, Wang Ben's eyes were cold, his senses were very sensitive now, and he soon found that someone was digging out of his pocket.

"Crumbs, you don't even have a wallet, bastard!"

A thin, his hand reached into Wang Ben's pocket, and after digging for a long time, there was nothing, and he couldn't help but scold.

Wang Ben shook his head, and saw a few not far away surrounding an Oriental man, rummaging around him, taking out his wallet, the watch in his hand, and even his belt.

"Damn, this is America! Why doesn't anyone care about his lungs? It's so blatant, isn't it? Wang Ben felt that his scalp was about to explode.

New Orleans is a place where security is really poor, and because this is a concentration of blacks, robberies are too common.

Wang Ben doesn't have any thoughts of righteousness and bravery, to be honest, righteousness and courage die quickly in this kind of place.

"These are too rampant, as soon as they see the kind of people with kinder faces, they surround and blackmail, it seems that Michael is very effective in putting on Lao Tzu's makeup, and these black people don't dare to blackmail Lao Tzu."

Wang Ben looked around and found that the black man did not want to come over to find trouble, and he was relieved.

But he really didn't want to stay in this place, so he hurried out of the area around the train station.

Wang Ben was wearing a set of denim clothes, a pair of sneakers under his feet, and a hideous face, like a criminal who had just been released from prison.

Coming to the public phone booth on the side of the road, Wang Ben dialed Linna's phone.

After the phone was connected, Linna's faint voice came.

"Hello!"

"It's me, where are you? I've arrived at the New Orleans train station, have I got my new identity and passport ready? Wang Ben said.

"It's done, you wait a minute, I'll be there soon!" After Lina finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

"Damn, hang me up so soon, I'm wearing makeup now, can she recognize me?" Wang Ben shook his head and said.

Wang Ben knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to enter the high-level underground black boxing, he had to be led by the Siberian training camp, and only through them could he withstand the investigation of other forces.

"I can't let anyone know about my entry into underground black boxing, not even Chen Zhendong, once the second person knows, I'm afraid my career in boxing will come to an end."

Wang Ben thought secretly in his heart.

Half an hour later, Wang Ben saw Linna driving a car, followed by several big men, passing by Wang Ben.

"Damn, let's just say that after Lao Tzu put on makeup, Lina definitely won't recognize me, and sure enough, Michael Gao's makeup skills are really clever."

Wang Ben saw Linna passing by him, and he couldn't recognize himself, and he suddenly felt a little proud.

Linna drove around the train station twice, but she didn't find Wang Ben.

Wang Ben didn't have a phone with her, she couldn't get in touch for a while, and finally, she got out of the car, and there were four or five big men standing beside her, and those avoided them from afar.

It just so happened that Wang Ben was standing not far from Linna, with a hint of a smile on his face.

"Let you hang up the phone, now stupid, right?"

The time was almost up, and seeing that Linna was a little impatient, Wang Ben shouted: "Hey, I'm here, how did you ......?" ”

Before he finished speaking, the two big men next to Lina rushed fiercely towards Wang Ben.

"Huh? What's the situation? ”

Wang Ben was taken aback, raised his leg and kicked, kicking in the abdomen of a big man who rushed over, kicking him down three meters away, lying on the ground, holding his stomach and groaning in pain.

Then, Wang Ben moved sideways, and his backhand was a punch, knocking the other big man to the ground.

It's like hitting a sandbag, this guy is unlucky enough, and before he can react, he was knocked down by Wang Ben's heavy punch, and his teeth were swollen.

"Okay, don't fight, they're just a little unconvinced, they want to see your skills, they are also our Siberian fighters, but they are just intermediate underground boxers." Seeing that Wang Ben was going to teach the two of them a lesson, Linna hurriedly shouted out.

"Want to test my skills? Is this necessary? This is because I don't think they have killing intent, otherwise they would be dead now! Wang Ben said disdainfully.

“……“

The two guys who had been beaten up, after getting up from the ground, did not dare to speak out at once, and could not say a word for a long time.

After Wang Ben got into the car, he sat in the passenger seat and quietly looked out the window.

Compared to Los Angeles, New Orleans is a very backward place, the city is poorly developed, and the surrounding area becomes desolate as the car moves to the suburbs.

"This is your thing, the photo on the passport is not pasted, but the passport is useless here, no one here will care about your identity, remember, after you enter the underground boxing ring, you are the fighter who belongs to this boxing ring, Mr. Sun Julong!" Lina said lightly.

Wang Ben nodded, entering the underground boxing arena, especially the high-level underground boxing arena, must be introduced, otherwise it will be difficult.

In fact, any boxer who enters the underground boxing arena is a boxer belonging to the boxing stadium, and there must be an insider introduction, otherwise the identity cannot be confirmed, and the boxing ring may not dare to accept it.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at an abandoned oil refinery, rusted everywhere.

However, around the refinery, there is a large parking lot, which is full of luxury cars, and there are many big men in refinery overalls around, holding submachine guns instead of work tools, and looking at the people coming in and out with cold eyes.

"Damn, what are these people doing in refinery uniforms? With a fierce look on his face, he was holding a gun in his hand, and he was obviously watching the scene, why was he dressed like this? ”

Wang Ben looked around, a little surprised.

He has seen the scene many times, and it is all some big men in suits or black clothes, who seem to have a sense of oppression, but this place is really distinctive, and they all wear refinery work clothes.