150. Each has a ghost

"This ...... Is this dead? ”

In the viewing area, Guan Yi stretched his neck, looked at Du Manqi lying on the ground, and muttered in disbelief.

"The ribs are broken three times, and the bone stubble is poked into the lung tube, and no one can live, let alone the impact on the heart caused by the opponent after using dark energy."

Tang An looked at Li Mu in the ring coldly.

"When I watched his Wing Chun, I knew that he was a big enemy, but I didn't expect his Baji Boxing to be more powerful than his Wing Chun, such an opponent...... It's hard to find. ”

Guan Yi took a sip and cursed: "Damn, Du Manqi, this guy, can get out of the boxing challenge so many times, I thought it was a ruthless character, but I didn't expect that at this level, he still practiced Muay Thai, and he couldn't deal with Li Mu on elbows, shame!" ”

"You kid get it again, don't you?"

Tang An glanced at him and sneered.

"The reason why Du Manqi lost to the elbow just now was because when he fell to the ground, he was chased by Li Mu with Wing Chun and poured a lot of dark energy into his arms, so he lost, otherwise Muay Thai fighters, especially these ancient Muay Thai fighters, their bone hardness is what you can imagine?"

Speaking of this, Tang An couldn't help but turn his gaze back to Li Mu again.

"Wing Chun, Baji, the two major genres of close-fitting short-fighting, have all been mastered by this surnamed Lee, it seems that no matter what, you can't fight with him closely......"

……

On the other side, as Li Mu walked out of the ring, there were bursts of applause at the scene.

As Liu Mo said before, Du Manqi is definitely an old face in the boxing challenge, and being able to defeat or even kill such a fierce fighter is undoubtedly worthy of the praise of this group of spectators who love this kind of bloody fighting.

But in Li Mu's heart, he was not half pleased with their "reverence".

Immersed in the glory of exchanging human life, one day, he will also let himself become a part of the glory of others, and abide by the four words of his heart, which requires a warrior to run through his life.

"Master Li, congratulations!"

As soon as Li Mu returned to his seat and sat down again, Paniva opened his mouth with a smile on his face.

"Du Manqi is dead, we are one step closer to the goal of winning the championship, as long as we cross the last threshold of Tang An, according to your Chinese words, the two of us can really turn into a golden dragon!"

Li Mu glanced at him, retracted his gaze, and his face was indifferent.

"Mr. Paniva, some things are useless just by talking, even if I beat Tang An to death in the ring, some people and things have to be solved under the ring, and it is your job to solve these people and things, you know what I mean."

"Of course."

Paniva smiled undiminishedly.

"If nothing else, there will be three cars into Pattaya tonight, and the people in the cars are all my cronies, and more importantly, ...... They are all sharpshooters who are known for their hundreds. ”

"It's good that you are prepared, or follow our deal, Tang An and Guan Yi will be responsible for the two of them, and as for the rest, I will leave it to you."

Li Mu slowly closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

……

At 1 o'clock in the morning, the 8-in-4 game was all over.

Tang An and Li Mu naturally entered the semi-finals, and there is a special good news for Li Mu, that is, his opponent in the semi-finals has given up his qualification in advance because of a serious injury in the game.

In other words, at ten o'clock tomorrow night, Li Mu will be in full swing, and Tang An, who needs to defeat one more opponent in the final.

Perhaps because of the worries caused by this incident, after the game, Guan Yi did not return to his guest room, but followed Tang An all the way to his room.

After entering the house, Tang An took out the wine glass, poured half a glass of red wine, and sat by the window with a leisurely look at the scenery outside the window, while sniffing the aroma of the wine in the glass.

Guan Yi's expression was a little anxious, he walked around the room a few times with his hands behind his back, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and sat opposite Tang An.

"Brother Tang, tomorrow is the final, do you have anything to order?"

"Commands? What is commanded? ”

Tang An's gaze moved up from the mouth of the cup, looked at Guan Yi, and lowered his eyelids silently.

"Or according to what we said first, I will help you win the championship, you send someone to take over the boxing venue, book me a ticket back to the magnesium country, and then wait for the order from the headquarters, ready to go to the north magnesium to accept the matter of Mexico Song, everything is as simple as that."

"......"

Guan Yi paused, gritted his teeth and lowered his voice.

"Brother Tang, tomorrow's schedule is not good for you!"

"Heh, you kid don't think I'm going to lose to that guy surnamed Li, right?"

Tang An sneered, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Guan Yi's face, but he was ruthless, and continued: "There is an old saying in Huaxia, called be careful to make a 10,000-year-old ship, not to mention that bastard surnamed Li, his kung fu should not be underestimated, let's make more preparations." ”

"Ready? What are you prepared for, call your men over, blow up the Liberty Mansion into the sky, and start rushing in with guns to surprise the surnamed Lee? ”

Tang An put down his wine glass and sneered.

"Provincial, you've been in Southeast Asia for so long, don't you know who Mancha is? If you really push him to be anxious, just two or three kittens under your hand are not enough for him to stuff between his teeth. ”

After a pause, Tang An bent his fingers and knocked on the table.

"Don't forget, the people who usually come and go in Mancha are all high-level leaders in the Hongmen headquarters, if you want to break his rules, you don't need him to make a move, the headquarters will send someone to pinch the two of us to death!"

Guan Yi fell silent.

Indeed, as Tang An said.

In Southeast Asia, Mancha is the earth emperor of the underworld, and no one can disobey him.

The generals of Myanmar can't do it, the Paniva of the Angel Capital can't do it, and he can't sit on nearly half of Pattaya, only those real bigwigs who are in charge of one side can go against the rules set by Mancha, not them.

"Okay, Brother Tang, then I'll leave it to you."

With a reluctant smile on his face, Guan Yi replied, turned around and left the room.

Tang An didn't react to his departure, but clenched the wine glass in his hand and looked at the night, his head full of Li Mu's performance in the previous few rings.

The door was simply closed.

Guan Yi ripped off his collar and took out his mobile phone as he walked towards his room.

"Hey, Brother Guan, what do you command?"

"Contact the Night Stalkers and let them arrange the best killer for me."

"Got something big to do?" The voice on the other end of the line was excited.

"Be prepared with both hands, if Tang An can't win, Lao Tzu can only personally deal with that bastard surnamed Li, in the mansion Mancha cover, I can't move, but I don't believe him, I can never leave the Freedom Mansion for the rest of my life!"

"Don't worry, Brother Guan, I'll arrange it!"