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"Nope."

The excitement in Wang Jingcheng's eyes gradually cooled, and finally calmed down.

After the initial subconscious fear, the punks in the abandoned factory suddenly burst into exclamations, and many men and women whistled at Wang Jingcheng.

"That's cool!"

"That handsome little guy, how about we have an in-depth conversation tonight?"

"Handsome guy, I want it too! We can make you double. Fly~"

……

Punk is a culture of gloomy and melancholy in the United States, often characterized by thick smoky makeup and colorful heads, and a special admiration for rock music stars, tattoos and drug use are considered fashionable.

Wang Jingcheng's evil excitement after killing Kesen just now is obviously very popular with these punks.

Compared to the cheering punks, George, who was standing on crutches, was very excited.

As the king of the black fist of Harahan, he was at the peak of his peak and lost his left leg because he offended Harahan's boss, and since then he has nothing to do with black boxing, and he has too much unwillingness in his heart!

His dream was to become the king of black boxing in all of New Orleans, but after his left leg was gone, he never had a chance to talk about it again.

But now, George seems to see hope again!

Since you can't be the king of black boxing in New Orleans, then bring out a king of black boxing!

George's eyes became different when he looked at Wang Jingcheng.

Wang Jingcheng didn't see George's eyes change, he stepped over Kesen's corpse, walked in front of Cook, and said lightly: "You can announce the result." ”

After Cook saw the scene just now, he couldn't help but feel some pressure when he faced Wang Jingcheng again. He swallowed his saliva and declared, "Victor, Oniface!" ”

The surrounding punk clan only learned about Wang Jingcheng's "name" with Cook's announcement.

Although they all bet on Kesen to win, the American concept is to have fun in time, and Wang Jingcheng makes them worship, so they are not too happy when they lose. On the contrary, they were enthusiastic as Kesen did when he appeared, shouting in unison:

"Ghost Face!"

"Ghost Face!"

"Ghost Face!"

……

Wang Jingcheng was indifferent to the shouts around him, he continued to look at Kusuo with a flat gaze, and said: "The handicap you opened, my odds are 2.5, I pressed two thousand eight hundred dollars, lose money." ”

When Cook heard this, he immediately took out all the gambling money from his trouser pocket, and happily counted out $10,000 and handed it to Wang Jingcheng.

The odds are 2.5, Wang Jingcheng pressed 2,800 US dollars, and if he wins, it is 7,000 US dollars, and the principal of 2,800 US dollars is 9,800 US dollars.

Cook gave 10,000 directly, because Wang Jingcheng made him an upset, and he earned a lot more than usual.

"Haha, George, my old friend, you've earned it this time." After Cook finished giving the money, he walked up to George with a smile, and after a bear hug, he asked, "Where did you find this fighter?" Could it be the mysterious ancient country of China? ”

George knew this, so he could only smile perfunctorily.

Thinking he didn't want to say, Cook changed the subject and said, "How's that, how about we run him together?" Guaranteed to make a lot of money! ”

"This ......"

George's face was hesitant.

In fact, only he knew that Wang Jingcheng was not the boxer he found at all, but sent it to the door himself.

And it's so mysterious and powerful that he can't control it at all.

Hearing Cook's words, George didn't dare to agree casually, and was ready to ask Wang Jingcheng first.

But without waiting for George to ask, Wang Jingcheng took the $10,000 he won and walked over, and said at the same time: "It's okay for you to make money with me, but the opponent you arrange must be powerful." ”

After speaking, Wang Jingcheng glanced at the place where Kesen, who had been disposed of not far away, was located, and there was still a pool of blood there: "Don't be as weak as tonight." ”

"Can you hear me?" Cook looked at Wang Jingcheng who came and looked surprised.

He and George spoke very quietly, and there were so many punks screaming and cheering around, he thought that no one would hear it except George, but he didn't expect the Asian in front of him to be able to hear it.

It's amazing!

"You really don't build yì we make money with your operation?" George asked aloud.

This also caught Cook's attention.

"I come every night, you remember to arrange the fight every night, it doesn't matter if you have a small fist or a ring fight, the stronger the opponent, the better." Wang Jingcheng did not answer directly, but said: "In addition, I advise you not to be a banker yourself, otherwise I won't be able to lose money when the time comes, don't blame me for killing you." ”

A plain sentence made George and Cook's hearts tighten.

After Wang Jingcheng finished speaking, he ignored the two of them, turned around and walked out of the abandoned factory, and quickly disappeared into an alley.

Some punks wanted to follow him, but after following them into the alley, there was no Wang Jingcheng in the alley at all.

However, on this night, the name "Ghost Face" was centered on Mellor Street, and slowly spread to the whole of Harahan.

……

In a continuous series of houses of different heights, a figure jumped into it, moving quickly forward.

Not far away, in a bright window, a child about ** years old was standing on the bed and kept jumping and pestering his mother to tell a story, suddenly, the child saw the figure shuttling outside the window, pointed to the side in confusion and asked: "Mom, what is that?" ”

The mother looked in the direction the child was pointing and then explained with a smile: "It's a kind of sport called parkour." ”

……

The Ruwangpu neighborhood, located next door to the Mellor neighborhood.

Although it is adjacent to the neighborhood of Mellor, Ruwangpu is not as dirty and messy as Mellor, but has a prosperous economy and relatively good security.

At about twelve o'clock in the evening, in an uninhabited alley in the Luwangpu neighborhood.

A figure turned over from the buildings on both sides, like an extreme sports parkour, and the high-rise building seemed to be a void in front of this figure, and it flipped to the ground of the alley several times.

When the figure landed, it was revealed that the person was wearing a black mask, and after landing, the man removed the black mask, revealing a calm eastern face.

It was Wang Jingcheng.

took off the leather mask, put it away in his trouser pocket, and then walked out of the alley casually like an ordinary person.

"It's a bit of a hassle, but for the time being, I have to do this for the time being."

After burrowing into the alley, Wang Jingcheng quickly turned over to the roof next to him with the extreme physique of the human body, and then jumped over the roofs in the form of parkour, and finally came to the Luwangpu neighborhood.

The people in the Murol neighborhood wanted to follow him, and unless they had the same extreme physique as him, it was simply impossible.

Out of the alley, Wang Jingcheng stopped a taxi and found a hotel to stay in.

At two o'clock in the morning the next day, Wang Jingcheng woke up again to the alarm of his mobile phone, got up and practiced boxing until half past six, and then took a taxi from Harrahan to Split to school again.