The flower shirt showed two large yellow teeth studded with gold, and his fingers pulled the trigger.

The expected gunshot didn't sound, and the trigger of the pistol was frozen by the frost and couldn't be opened.

"Lost, huh me? (Scare me)"

Ye Xiao laughed and said: "No matter how you say it, it is also the boss of the party, and it is a bit of a measure of whether it is good or not." ”

"I'm not my little brother, why should I cover you?"

Ye Xiao shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it's not enough for me to be your little brother, teach you the boss, maybe you can talk about it." ”

Hua Shirt took a cigarette in his mouth and sneered: "It's okay to see my boss, see the ring behind you, you have played ten games, won all ten games, I'll take you to see my boss." ”

[You have triggered the mission: Ring Rookie King]

[Newcomer to the Ring: When you first entered the Kowloon Walled City Ring, you were favored by the Flower Shirt Boy, and in order to meet the boss behind him, you need to help him win ten ring matches. 】

Ye Xiao smiled: "It's okay to fight, but I want you to provide me with a good place to rest and eat, and I will be a horse boy for you, you must give something in return." ”

"Well, as long as you can win, I can find you if you want a girl."

Ye Xiao's eyes narrowed: "Also, I will draw thirty percent of the money you win." ”

"Hey, hey, the kid is greedy enough, do you know how much money Lao Tzu is going to invest, and he dares to open his mouth to take a cut?"

Ye Xiao smiled: "I don't know how much money you invest, I only know that I'm worth the price." ”

"Okay, but the ugly words are ahead, if you cause me to lose money, I won't embarrass you, just stay and be a horse boy for me."

A blue flame appeared on Ye Xiao's fingers, lighting the cigarette of the flower shirt.

"It's a deal."

Hua Yizi's pupils shrank, and he had the courage to ask Ye Xiao to help him light the cigarette.

"One more fight today, two games a day in the future, five days to finish, no problem, big guy."

"Yes."

Ye Xiao glanced at Hua Yizi lightly, and walked to the preparation area of the ring again.

Two games a day was Ye Xiao's judgment after estimating his current physique level.

If Ye Xiao's specialty [Epic Robust] is still there, with his endless talent, Ye Xiao is still a little sure that he can play ten games in one day; It's a pity that it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice now, and Ye Xiao can only extend the interval of time.

Watching Ye Xiao walk away, there was a little brother beside Hua Yizai and said, "Big guy, that kid is too dangerous, do you want to find a chance to be him?" ”

Hua Yizai squinted his eyes, shook his head and said: "I haven't seen a person like him for a long time, if this kid really wins ten games, then he is not stunned, but a dragon who crosses the river." This kind of person is used by the prince. ”

Ye Xiao walked into the ring, but he didn't expect that it was an old man with gray temples who walked on the stage.

"Old man, you are past the age of being brave and ruthless." Ye Xiao squinted her eyes and asked.

"The offspring is going to talk nonsense, and the real chapter is under his hands." The old man made a starting gesture, and his lean body was like a thin tiger.

Ye Xiao pursed her lips, and a cold air lingered around her: "Offended, old man." ”

Hua Yizi, who was smoking a cigar in the distance, raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "What kind of wind blew Old Man Han over, this old boy's kung fu is not a joke, it is possible to give him a twenty-year-old younger and sweep the Kowloon Walled City." ”

The old boxer didn't wait for Ye Xiao's reaction, he directly attacked, and a sliding step stuck to Ye Xiao's side, and the shot was extremely accurate.

The cold air in Ye Xiao's hands was swirling, and the rolling cold current suddenly made the old boxer shiver.

"Daojutsu? Could it be that he is a Taoist priest who is still a layman? The old boxer's brows tightened, but the soles of his feet were not slow at all, and at the same time, he turned his fist into a grasp and grabbed towards Ye Xiao's spine.

Ye Xiao frowned, such a powerful old boxer, if he broke his spine with this grasp, he would have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Pieces of iron! Ye Xiao roared angrily in his heart, his body was like a soldering iron, no matter how the old boxer grabbed it, he couldn't pinch his dragon and tiger's big muscles.

Although the skills can't be used, the six styles can be cultivated by themselves little by little, and they are still not restricted.

"Hey, there is still a horizontal practice of kung fu in the body, and the next child has a set."

"But old man, I'll teach you how to break the hard qigong today."

The old boxer put on a Wing Chun posture, and once again faced Ye Xiao with a close fight, and the small old fists hit Ye Xiao's iron like raindrops.

Ye Xiao dispersed the iron block, blasted out with a punch, and the momentum generated by the battle was dissolved by the old boxer's move, and then the old boxer's right fist had been unconsciously attached to Ye Xiao's ribs.

Inch punch!

With a bang, Ye Xiao retreated, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"Damn, this old guy is quite powerful, although his boxing strength is not good, but this boxing technique can be described as earth-shattering."

"I remember that in history, Sun Lutang, the tiger-headed Shaobao of the Republic of China, was seventy-one years old and could easily defeat six Dongying technical masters, I didn't believe that human beings before the catastrophe could reach such heights, but now it seems that I am just short-sighted."

(Note: In 1930, Japan selected six martial arts masters from all over the country to challenge Sun Lutang in China, because Sun Zeng had won the samurai Kazuo Sakagaki of the Japanese Emperor in 1920, so in their view, the success of the challenge also symbolized the defeat of Chinese kung fu by Japanese martial arts.) This time, they proposed to only compare skills, not skills, and wanted to take advantage of Sun's old age and decrepit health and the advantages of a large number of people to win. At that time, Sun Lutang was seventy years old, but he was humble and agreed to give it a try. Because Sun has always been disdainful and brave and ruthless, he proposed to learn from each other in a game way. He lay flat on the ground, first the four samurai pressed and locked the limbs arbitrarily, then let the burly one sit on him, crossed his waist and abdomen with his legs, pressed his head with both hands, and then the other person counted the number, and when he counted to three, if he could not get up, he would lose the sun. At first, not only did the Japanese side think that this was tantamount to a fantasy, but even Sun's family was secretly worried. Unexpectedly, when the competition began to count to two, I saw Sun Yi jump up, and all five of them were ejected from the outside and fell to the ground! ）

"The offspring is a child, there are no eyes in his fists and feet, so admit defeat as soon as possible. I can see that you just rely on your physical strength and that weird cold air to fight in the ring, and without any skills, there is no way to win for a long time. ”

"Hehe, master, haven't you heard of boxing being afraid of being young? I relied on this strength to break through the world. ”

In fact, Ye Xiao was slandering in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that my master's ability was weakened greatly, but the eightfold soldiers would definitely be able to blow you into scum with one punch.

The old boxer shook his head: "It's okay, don't blame the old man, I'm hot." ”

I saw that the old boxer turned his fingers into claws, and the hungry tiger slashed towards Ye Xiao.

"It's Wing Chun and Tiger Claw, the master knows a lot." Ye Xiao sneered, and a blue ice flame had already ignited in his hand.

A layer of ice was attached to the ring, and the old boxer just ran out of the footsteps on the ice and couldn't help but lose his center of gravity, so he had to sit on the horse and stop the pace of attacking.

However, at this time, Ye Xiao had already controlled the cold qi to spread towards the old boxer's legs, freezing the old boxer's legs.

The old boxer is skilled and ruthless in boxing, but he is not superior in strength, and his feet were frozen by Ye Xiao with cold air, and he suddenly lost the ability to move.

Ye Xiao's fist continued to enlarge in front of the old boxer's eyes, and the two strengths were like a collapsed bow!

Eventually, the fist slowly stopped at a distance of a foot away from the old boxer.

"Old man, although I can't win, but you still have to admit defeat, I really can't do it." Ye Xiao laughed and scratched her head.

The old boxer smiled bitterly and said: "What is there to win, if you lose, you lose, I can't afford to lose, old man, so I walked off the stage lonely." ”

Ye Xiao squinted at the lonely back of the old boxer, and didn't know what to think about in her eyes.

Hua Yizi walked up to Ye Xiao and threw Ye Xiao a bunch of keys and a thick stack of Hong Kong dollars.

"You have been living in the walled community for the past few days, and I will send you to see the prince after ten games."

Ye Xiao's ears moved, and he said curiously: "Lord Wang? ”

Hua Yizi smiled incomprehensibly: "Don't ask so much if you don't know, you'll understand when you see it." ”

Ye Xiao nodded and lit a cigarette by herself.

The flower shirt raised his eyebrows: "Is there anything else?" I've given you all the money, if you want a horse or a dragon, you go to have fun by yourself, you can't ask me to take you with you, right? ”

Ye Xiao didn't answer, but asked herself, "I said, what was the origin of that old man just now?" ”

"He, it was said earlier that he fled from Hebei, and his fists and feet were very strong, and he made a lot of money as a bodyguard in the early years."

"But who told him to have a sick daughter, his daughter is worth a month's salary just a day of Western medicine, this can not only come to the stage to fight black boxing, but the old guy is too old now, even if you don't get him down today, when he is a little older, sooner or later he will be beaten down."

Ye Xiao's hand holding the cigarette shook the ash of the cigarette and smiled inexplicably.

"Does the big guy know where the old man's family lives?"

Hua Yizi looked at Ye Xiao strangely and said, "Don't ask me about this, just go find the snake in the walled city." But I can tell you, although his daughter is beautiful, don't think crookedly, that old man is really very good at fighting hard. ”

Ye Xiao shook the key and expressed his gratitude.

"Tsk, a bad old man in his sixties went to the ring for a sick girl, although this part doesn't sound new, but it should still be a pretty sad story."

Sure enough, even if it's not the end times, most people's lives are always full of gray undertones.

In Hong Kong in 1982, you could buy a big bowl of wonton noodles for 10 yuan, with a rich soup and plenty of ingredients.

Ye Xiao sat at the night market stall, casually asked for a bowl of wonton noodles and added a barbecued pork, squinting at the neon and other flashing Oriental Huacheng.

If I had been born in such an era, would I have been more comfortable, not having to think about the war with zombies, the war with aliens, and the fatigue of worrying about changing jobs?

Is it that no matter how bad the mix is, there is still a bite to eat without starving to death?

"Do you want cigarettes, sir?" A slightly oily voice sounded in Ye Xiao's ears.

Ye Xiao took out a few banknotes and threw them in front of the middle-aged obese man selling cigarettes.

"Here's a bag of Red River, and I'll ask you something."

"Old man Han's house, how do you go?"