Rotterdam Westport.

There is one of the largest martial arts training arenas in Western Europe, called "Normandy", which has the most advanced equipment and instructors, and has produced countless outstanding boxers, at least more than half of the boxers and fighters in European boxing have been trained here for a long time or for a short time.

Like the fighters who were killed by Zhou Shen in Haojiang before, several of them came from the Normandy martial arts training ground.

The reason why Normandy is so famous is that its core layer is actually the Siberian training camp of the former Su L, which was the top of the five major martial arts training camps in the world.

The training camp is a strictly selected martial arts fanatic from the instructor to the students, and the training is extremely brutal and bloody, and the daily training is almost equal to the intensity of actual combat, and the death rate in the training camp alone is as high as one-third.

After the destruction of the Siberian training camp in 1998, the management and martial arts instructors moved to the Netherlands, where the Normandy Martial Arts Training Ground was established, which is now famous throughout Europe.

At its peak, there were more than 10,000 students in the Normandy Martial Arts Training Stadium, most of which were from Han, Japan and China, but after 2010, fewer and fewer students came from Asia, and more and more students from Europe and the Americas dominated the majority.

Now there are more than 2,000 students in it, most of whom are ordinary students.

The most famous in the Normandy Fighting Training Ground is the "Wolf King Training Camp", which completely inherits the characteristics of the Siberian training camp, and the training is extremely cruel and bloody.

Ordinary boxers come to learn boxing and need to pay a high study fee, which is almost 20,000 euros a semester.

But as long as you dare to enter the Wolf King training camp, you don't need a penny for tuition, and you will be given money, and the martial arts instructors in it are the top in the world, and they will give you the strongest fighting skills.

The condition is to sign a "sales contract" with the training camp, and any casualties during the training period will be borne by themselves, and after graduation, they will participate in competitions and become a bodyguard for the rich, and the training camp needs to take a 50% share.

Ordinary people see that the training is extremely cruel and bloody, and that they have to bear the death themselves, and they have to be paid a 50% commission, they must think that there are very few people who sign up.

But in reality, the number of places in the Wolf King training camp has always been in short supply, and the number of people who want to join is countless, and the Normandy Martial Arts Training Stadium receives hundreds of applications from all over the world every day.

However, the Normandy training ground is subject to strict screening, and if you want to join the training camp, you must first be an avid martial artist.

[In view of the general environment, to put it simply, he regards martial arts as a belief and is willing to give up his life in order to learn martial arts.

This one eliminated 80 or 90 percent of the people.

Most people love boxing, but they haven't gotten to the point of giving up their lives to practice martial arts.

At eight o'clock in the morning, in the huge wolf king training camp southwest of Rotterdam, 100 students were training in extreme physical fitness and hand-to-hand combat.

The instructors holding stainless steel throwing sticks walked back and forth in the huge training ground, throwing sticks with their hands from time to time, or using fists and whip legs to sneak attack the heads, necks, waists, and crotch of those trainees who were training. ….

These instructors are extremely vicious and vicious, and they are completely rushing to attack the students with the power of human life.

"Bang-"

A white student couldn't dodge and was hit in the left ear by a throwing stick, and blood was immediately pouring out.

Before he could react, the instructor struck him in the neck with another line-changing kick, and the white cadet's neck was torn open by the military boots containing steel plates in the toe of the shoe, and blood immediately flowed profusely.

The instructor scoffed, "You're a fucking piece of waste! Shit garbage like you should get out of the camp, we're not a garbage shelter here, we don't take garbage."

The white student got up from the ground without saying a word, took out a quick hemostatic bandage from the medicine box next to him, wrapped it around his ears and neck, and then continued his combat training.

"Rubbish!"

Before leaving, the instructor cursed again and continued to walk forward.

At this moment, suddenly the assembly bell rang in the training ground, and all the trainees who were training, including the instructors, immediately stopped, and then quickly ran towards the southeast assembly point.

When they got there, a big white man wearing a black combat uniform, a high nose, blue eyes, and a burly figure stood on a half-meter-high step early, standing with his hands in his hands and a cold gaze.

This white man is none other than Abraham Marcus, the head instructor of the Wolf King Training Camp at the Normandy Fighting Training Ground.

"One, two, three, four...... 100。」

"Report to the instructor, all the students are in place!"

Marcus, who was standing on the steps, glanced coldly at all the students and instructors in the arena, and then said in a cold voice: "What happened at the University of Amsterdam, you must already know, a Chinese professional martial artist defeated seventeen challengers in a wheel battle, this person's name is Zhou Shen!"

"He is the men's 100m sprint champion at this year's Tokyo Olympics, he once killed seven top martial artists in the Haojiang Gambling Card Championship, he is proficient in traditional Chinese martial arts, modern martial arts, known as the master of martial arts, the master of martial arts...... Anyway, there are a lot of legends about him."

After a pause, Marcus raised his voice and asked, "I'm asking you to challenge him now, tell me out loud, are you afraid?"

A deafening voice suddenly sounded at the scene, "Don't be afraid!"

"Good!"

Marcus coldly swept a lap and said, "The knockout round will start in half an hour, and the top 10 will be eligible to represent the Wolf King Training Camp, and I look forward to your wonderful performance!"

"Go all out!" 100

With a deafening sound, Marcus walked down the steps, turned around and rode to the headquarters of the Normandy Martial Arts Training Ground.

……

The headquarters of the Nomati training ground is located in Rotterdam, less than 10 kilometres from the Wolf King training camp, and soon Marcus is here, a boxing and fighting training complex converted from an old department store.

When Marcus, wearing sunglasses, walked into the conference room, there were already more than a dozen people inside.

With the exception of two Normandy training ground executives, everyone else was a freshman, white, black, and Asian.

Marcus's boss, Beson, a top martial arts expert from the Caucasus and an old man who had served as a special operations instructor in many countries, stood up and smiled and introduced him to the origins of those people. ….

After listening to the introduction, Marcus realized that these people were all here to "hunt" Zhou Shen.

An agent + a top boxer/fighter.

As for who their employer was, Beson didn't say, but Marcus didn't think he knew either.

Because anyone who knows Zhou Shen knows that this is an extremely dangerous guy, and once the hunt fails, it is likely to be counterattacked.

Those behind-the-scenes elders definitely didn't dare to show up easily, and they were all agents standing in front.

Beson and the people who came over discussed the "hunting plan".

After about twenty minutes, the unfamiliar faces got up and left.

After the men left, Beson lit a rare cigar and said worriedly, "Marcus, you should know that this guy is very difficult to deal with, and our plan is full of flaws."

Marcus sat down across from Beson, crossed his fingers on the table, looked directly at Besson and smiled, "That's not what the king of Norse martial arts should say."

Beson shook his head and said helplessly, "What a king of martial arts, you know, it's just someone else's boast! In terms of actual combat ability, I may not even be able to stop that Chinese man."

Marcus said, "So what do you say you should do? That Chinese guy has all been beaten to the University of Amsterdam, and if we don't make a move, those bastards won't let us go, and the Normandy training ground will soon be gone."

Beson knew which bastards "those bastards" meant, and the helplessness on his face was swept away, and he turned to a cold look

Cool expression: "This matter has reached this point, there is no room for maneuver, we must make a move, and we must show our value."

After a pause, Besson took out a black pill bottle from under the table and pushed it from the table to Marcus.

Marcus grabbed the vial, wondering, "What is this?"

"The second-generation potential stimulation drug newly developed by the Bald Eagle Kingdom can increase combat effectiveness by 2~3 times, and the efficacy of the drug is 20~25 minutes."

"The side effects must be huge, right?"

"Yes! Judging from the results of the experiment, as soon as the effect of the drug has passed, the experimenters will have prostration, basically lose their combat effectiveness, and the drug will also cause permanent damage to nerves and organs, so it will basically be abolished."

Hearing Beson's words, Marcus's face suddenly changed, "This price is too great, is it worth it?"

Beson looked at him coldly and said, "There's nothing worth it or not, we don't have a choice."

……

Lelystad is a city in the central Netherlands, about 50 km northeast of Amsterdam.

The largest underground boxing ring in Western Europe, the Wake Boxing Stadium, is located here.

In fact, the "underground boxing ring" is just the name of the Chinese side, but it is an upright existence on the Dutch side, gambling on boxing is legal, and as long as you sign a waiver agreement, you will be responsible for life and death in the ring.

Because of the existence of the boxing ring, this city, which few people know outside the Netherlands, is very famous in the martial arts circle, and a large number of martial arts fans from Europe and even the world come to watch the matches every day.

The Wake-Gym has become a business card of Lystad, and the city hall has set up various business districts around the boxing ring, hotels, restaurants, casinos, chicken yards, and shopping malls, providing one-stop services. ….

At ten o'clock in the morning, the streets near the Wake Boxing Stadium are already crowded with tourists from all over the world.

At this time, the boxing ring has not yet started, and it is not until one o'clock in the afternoon, when people can take advantage of this time to eat, drink, and play around, and go shopping by the way.

At this time, in the office in the Wake's boxing ring, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Austin Wake, the owner of the boxing ring and the third-generation heir to the Wake family, sat in the boss's chair, and the other six or seven people in the office were expressionless.

"What advice do you have for this time?" Austin Wake asked.

The white man sitting diagonally across from him said, "That guy is very difficult to mess with, this matter is a double-edged sword, if we do it well, we will gain fame and fortune, but if we mess up, the Wake boxing ring will probably be unlucky."

A small white man with glasses next to him nodded and said, "Yes boss, so I don't think we should get involved, this matter is just the personal behavior of those boxers, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Yes, I think so too, we don't need to follow suit, just make our money with peace of mind."

「……」

Austin Wake listened to his advice and said with a pained face, "I understand what you say, but there are some things I don't want to do."

Another subordinate said: "I think the boss should explain the stakes to those big guys, if we get involved, the consequences of failure are unimaginable, and it is hard to develop like this, I think some of the big guys above don't want to see some bad things happen."

Austin Wake pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, let's get back to this matter, the question now is, how do you invite that person to play?" Ordinary agitation methods will definitely not work. If you give money, how much do you think is the right appearance fee? And from what I've learned, this guy doesn't seem to have much interest in money."

The little white man with glasses said, "I'm the opposite of your opinion, boss, there is no one in this world who doesn't like money, especially those who practice martial arts, it costs a lot."

"It's just that the Chinese culture pays attention to the gentleman's love of money and taking it in the right way, and he should just have no interest in earning money that violates the law and morality

Well, I'm sure he's still very interested in the money."

Austin Wake nodded, "Well, what you said makes a lot of sense, so in this case, it's up to you to convince him to come to the race."

Critter, a small white man with glasses: "......"

……

Two p.m., University of Amsterdam, Wushu Association.

In view of the large number of registered members, the original large warehouse of four or five hundred square meters here was no longer enough, so Han Bo applied to the logistics department of the University to expand the venue.

If the school space is not enough, the logistics department should also rent the venue for the use of the Wushu Association, and the cost will be borne by the University, provided that the members must be students of the University.

In the past, things like kickboxing clubs, boxing clubs, taekwondo clubs, karate clubs, sambo clubs, mixed martial arts clubs, etc., all did this. ….

But what is very strange is that after Han Bo proposed to stretch out, the logistics department promised to give the venue, but there was no movement, neither arranging a new practice venue for the martial arts association in the school, nor renting a venue outside the school.

Han Bo asked, but the logistics department refused to give a reply under the pretext of "being researched".

Han Bo soon understood that this was deliberately targeted, and he didn't want the martial arts association to grow up in Ah Da.

And he believes that this is definitely not Ah Da's idea, he knows very well that Ah Da's atmosphere is quite open and inclusive, so as not to make such a small trick that can't be put on the table, he guesses that the Dutch elite is estimated to see them unhappy, ready to beat them.

"Forget it, Boss Han, let's go to rent a house outside the school by ourselves, and the cost is flat, and we don't have much money anyway."

"Yes, we now have 519 members, and each of them pays an extra 10 euros a month, which is enough to rent a large venue."

Hearing the words of the others, Han Bo directly refused: "It's not a matter of how much money, this is blatant ZZ discrimination, if we just forget it, those white people will think that we are weak and easy to bully, and we have to make inches!"

"We must unite to defend our interests, not only for ourselves, but also for more Chinese people in the future not to be treated differently."

He Min, who had just come over, nodded when he heard Han Bo's words and said, "Yes, I agree."

He Min said, "I'll take care of this matter, so don't delay your practice."

"Okay, then you go and contact ...... first" Han Bo didn't say politely to He Min, "I'll go to the teacher now, wait for my call."

After all, if the protest is such a big thing, if the school can't get off the stage, maybe he will drop out of school at that time.

Although he didn't care about that diploma anymore, he still wanted to talk to the teacher and hear his opinion.

After Han Bo left the school, he immediately went to a park near the school, where Zhou Shen had been teaching him Xingyi Quan for the past few days.

But when I arrived, I found out that Mr. Zhou was not here.

Han Bo didn't leave, and practiced Xingyi Quan here.

Since entering the "Half-Step Mingjin" a few days ago, he found that he likes boxing more and more, and the feeling of "boxing at will" is really cool, and he has experienced for the first time what it means to punch from heart to fist?

You can hit it when you think of it.

But he knew that he was still far from actual combat.

Sun Shangyi had nothing to do this afternoon, so he and Ge Mo came to the park together, wanting to "meet" Zhou Shen.

Although Zhou Shen didn't want to see him, as they got in touch with him and got to know him better, they admired this master more and more, and they had reached the point of being convinced and throwing themselves to the ground.

They now realized how stupid it was for them to accept the hire to send someone to assassinate Zhou Shen in the first place, and they really had to walk through the door of the ghost gate.

When they came to the park, they saw Han Bo boxing by the river from a distance.

Sun Shangyi smiled: "I haven't seen him for a few days, this kid seems to be practicing boxing."

Ge Mo said enviously:

"He was so lucky to be appreciated and taught by Mr. Zhou. It would be great if Mr. Zhou could give me some good guidance, maybe I still have a chance to enter the realm of Ming Jin." ….

Sun Shangyi smiled, "Don't be discouraged, there is a chance."

The two of them slowly walked to the river, Han Bo had seen them once before and recognized them as friends of the teacher, so he didn't care, and still practiced boxing one by one.

Sun Shangyi and Ge Mo were watching from the side.

But looking at it, the faces of the two people gradually became wrong.

Ge Mo was shocked, "I haven't seen you for a few days, this ...... This kid has actually reached half-step strength."

Sun Shangyi also opened his mouth, his face was frightened and incredulous, "What kind of martial arts genius is this?"

Soon, Han Bo finished punching in one trip, and Ge Mo couldn't wait to ask, "When will you practice half a step of Mingjin?"

Han Bo wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled, "The night before yesterday."

Sun Shangyi asked, "I heard that you haven't been practicing boxing for a few years, why did you practice to this level so quickly?"

"Because I practiced the Immortal Technique Channeling Technique, I practiced Qi."

"What...... What? Have you practiced Qi?"

Sun Shangyi and Ge Mo almost lost their eyes when they heard that Han Bo had practiced the legendary Qi.

They now knew that Qi was a real thing, but there was only one person in this world who could practice Qi, and it was very rare.

originally thought that there would be no one around him who could practice Qilai, but he never expected to meet a person who practiced Qilai so soon.

"Hurry up, tell us, what does it feel like to practice Qi?"

"yes, we've been practicing these days, but there's no response."

Han Bo said with a hint of excitement, "It's just like what the teacher said, the body meridians are warm. In addition, I am very prone to hunger, I now eat five or six meals a day, no matter what I eat, even if I eat enough, as long as I practice boxing, I will feel hungry for a maximum of three hours."

After a pause, Han Bo said, "But I really like this feeling, as if I have endless strength in my body. And even if I am tired and tired from strength training the day before, as long as I practice the Longevity Formula, I will feel alive the next day."

Hearing Han Bo's words, Sun Shangyi and Ge Mo were about to drool with envy and jealousy.

Qi is simply a fairy ability.

……

The North Sea, 25 kilometers north of Amsterdam, is world-famous for its shallow sea.

The water depth of the North Sea is generally no more than 100 meters, and the southern sea near Amsterdam is only about 40 meters deep.

However, there is a trough with a depth of 200~800 meters in the North Sea, about 30 nautical miles from the coast of the Netherlands.

At this time, under the seabed, which is about 520 meters away from the trough, Zhou Shen is practicing boxing.

He came here at seven o'clock in the morning, and has been cultivating under the seabed, using the pressure of the deep sea to exercise the skin, muscles, bones, bone marrow, and internal organs.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he began to float to the surface.

When he was about 150 meters above the sea, he encountered an oval deep-sea submersible about eight meters long and three meters high, and the people inside the deep-sea submersible apparently spotted him and shone his light in his direction.

What Zhou Shen didn't know was that after seeing him, the three white special forces in the submersible wearing special combat suits almost jumped up in excitement if it weren't for the limited space in the submersible. ….

"Finally found this bastard, hurry up, catch up."

The helmsman in the submersible immediately turned around, and then chased after Zhou Shen with full horsepower, and at the same time used ultrasonic waves to lock his direction.

At the same time, Zhou Shen ignored the submersible at first, continued to float towards the surface of the sea, and when he reached the continental shelf outside the trough, he ran quickly under the bottom of the sea towards the coastline in the direction of the Netherlands.

Unexpectedly, the deep-sea submersible behind turned around and tracked over, and the submersible behind it

The propulsion was so fast that it caught up with him very quickly, and it was clear that he had been locked into his position using an undersea ultrasonic probe.

Otherwise, under the dark seabed, it would be impossible to find him with the "candle-like" searchlight of the submersible.

"Hey, what's going on with this submersible, why is the equipment inside so advanced, could it be someone from the military?"

Just as he was surprised, the submersible was about 15 meters away from him, and the bottom hatch opened, and a weapon launcher stretched out.

Zhou Shen's eyesight is very good, and he can clearly see that it is actually a weapon similar to a "sniper rifle", but the barrel is very long, and the barrel is more than two meters long.

In the next second, the weapon resembling a "sniper rifle" shot him in the head.

An "extended bullet" was fired from the barrel of the gun.

Yes, that's right, it's an extra-long bullet, a meter long.

What he didn't know was that in order to facilitate the operation of frogman troops, countries around the world have developed "underwater rifles" equipped with frogman troops.

In order to overcome the resistance brought by the water body that is hundreds of times denser than the air, so the bullet needs to be specially designed for the resistance of the water body.

At the same time, the "supercavitation" technology is also applied to the arrow-shaped bullet.

The so-called supercavitation bubble means that after the bullet is discharged, under the action of the bullet tip plane, the bullet body is wrapped in cavitation during the whole flight, and the resistance is greatly reduced compared with flying in water.

This was originally a technology used for torpedoes, but it was used in the development of underwater bullets, which greatly improved the underwater performance of arrow projectiles.

Although Zhou Shen did not feel the threat of the supercavitating arrow-shaped bullet, he still chose to dodge the super-long bullet between the lightning and flint.

This was followed by several supercavitating arrow-shaped bullets fired at him.

"Puff puff!

！」

The bullet silently broke through the sea and flew towards him.

Zhou Shen dodged two bullets, but at the same time, his arm was also hit by a bullet, but the power of the supercavitating arrow-shaped bullet was originally small, and it was equivalent to the power of a pistol under the water, and it was impossible to shoot through his skin.

He lunged towards the submersible.

The people inside the submersible spotted him rushing towards him through ultrasound and immediately fled to the back.

The speed of the submersible was too fast for him to catch up with his running at the bottom of the sea, "Damn!"

He paused abruptly, then turned away.

But who knows, after a while, the submersible caught up again, firing bullets at him in the back. ….

He chased after it, and the submersible ran again.

He thought about it for a moment, then stopped and pretended to run away, luring the submersible behind him.

The people inside the submersible were really fooled, thinking that he was about to escape again, and immediately chased after him.

But he immediately descended to the seabed, and then lay face up on the seabed.

The submersible uses ultrasonic sonar to detect objects such as reefs, shoals and shipwrecks on the seabed, it has no eyes, like Zhou Shen lying on the seabed, the target is too small for ultrasound to find.

The submersible searched for his tracks, and soon came directly above him.

He jumped up from the seabed, quickly ascended, and reached the bottom of the submersible, grabbing the bracket under the submersible.

"Hahaha, I've got you!" Zhou Shen laughed excitedly, "You bastard, do you really think Lao Tzu can't catch you? You've got yourself to run and I'll try."

He climbed down the bracket below to the window of the observation window, then moved the Qi in the cell to the palm of his hand, and slapped it against the tempered glass on the top of the observation window with an iron sand palm.

"Bang bang bang—"

Although the material performance of this deep-sea submersible is first-class, and three or four layers of tempered glass can withstand the pressure and corrosion of seawater at three or four hundred meters, it is still facing the humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex-like Zhou Shen and him

The iron sand palm with the addition of internal qi still couldn't hold it, and after four or five palms, it was shot out of the crack.

After a few more palms, the crack expanded and seawater seeped in.

The white special forces inside the submersible were suddenly frightened and shouted, "Hurry up, go up."

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Zhou Shen's right palm was like a piledriver, and he slapped at the tempered glass of the observation window, and soon the glass was completely shattered, and the seawater poured into the submersible.

The special forces inside the submersible immediately left the cockpit and ran towards the escape pod on the other side and closed the connection.

They then took advantage of the short escape time to put on the frogman gear and open the hatch of the escape pod and rush out.

It's a pity that they were greeted by Zhou Shen's iron fist.

"Bang bang!"

Zhou Shen punched one by one, blowing up the heads of the two special forces, and a black blood mist overflowed from the back of the two people's heads, sinking towards the bottom of the sea.

Then he grabbed another special soldier by the neck and carried him to the surface.

The special forces also tried to struggle, desperately attacking Zhou Shen's arm, and pulled out the dagger he was carrying and stabbed Zhou Shen in the stomach.

But he was horrified to find that the other party's skin was very tough, and the dagger seemed to be stabbed on the tires of a big truck, and it was bounced off.

Soon the two men surfaced.

The Dutch North Sea is a shallow sea, and it is also one of the world's five largest fishing grounds, there are a lot of ships on the sea, there are several nearby, and there is also a conventional patrol ship cruising on the sea about two nautical miles to the southwest.

He lifted the special forces in his hand to the surface of the water and asked in English, "Which country do you belong to?"

「tui——」

The special forces who were pinched by the neck actually spat at him with one mouth.

However, his forward swing is too long, Zhou Shen easily dodges, and he doesn't bother to talk nonsense with him, anyway, there are too many people who want to kill him, and he doesn't have to worry if he has more debts, and he doesn't itch if he has more lice.

With a force of five fingers, he directly crushed the Adam's apple of this white special soldier.

Crushing the Adam's apple will immediately lead to respiratory dysfunction, and the person will die within seven or eight seconds.

The special soldier's body softened after struggling slightly, and after Zhou Shen let go of his hand, his body sank towards the bottom of the sea.

Then he swam quickly towards the shore.

……

As soon as Zhou Shen returned to the Amsterdam Hotel on the front foot, two white men came to the door on the back foot.

One of the small white men with glasses smiled and said, "Hello Mr. Zhou, I'm the manager of the Wake Boxing Stadium, Krit, and I'm sorry to take the liberty of disturbing me."

Zhou Shen looked at him with a faint look and asked, "Let's talk straight, are you looking for ***?"

Klet looked at Zhou Shen's gaze, laughed dryly, and said, "Uh...... I'm here to deliver money to you, Mr. Zhou."

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