Xing Anxiong, who was still looking for his comrades in Chiang Mai, did not know what was happening in the distance, and he asked around for two days without a clue.

Moncha was the name of his comrade-in-arms, and he couldn't remember the full name because it was too long.

He searched almost all the gyms in Chiang Mai, but there was no such person.

Could it be that Moncha was fooling himself in the first place? No, he's such an honest man, is it necessary to lie to himself on such a trivial matter?

It was already dark, and the straight man walking on the street with Han Qiaoyin kept thinking.

"Master, what is that place?"

The girl pulls the corner of Xing Anxiong's clothes.

When the straight man heard this, he looked in the direction of her finger and saw a low shanty town full of people, and there were bursts of shouts and shouts from inside.

"Oh, there, that's the underground arena for black boxing."

Xing Anxiong replied absentmindedly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he had a flash of inspiration.

Black Fist!

That's right, maybe Moncha was born in black boxing, and Muay Thai doesn't necessarily come out of the gym.

"Let's go, let's take a look."

As he spoke, the straight man pulled the girl's squirt and squeezed through the crowd and walked in.

In a small field in the center of the crowd, two young people were warming up shirtless, and there was a small table dedicated to gambling boxing next to them, one was responsible for collecting money and the other was quickly recording the information of bettors.

There was also a stocky middle-aged white man in the center of the ring shouting desperately to liven up the atmosphere to attract more people to the fight.

Xing Anxiong lowered his head and said in the girl's ear: "You wait for me here, don't run around, I'll ask." ”

After saying that, he walked straight towards the white fat man.

"Brother, I'll ask you something."

The straight man patted the other party's shoulder and said.

The fat man glanced back at the visitor, then smiled enthusiastically and pointed to the small table.

"Guest, you have to place a bet and go over there to register. The information of the fighters is on the printed flyers, and you can see it clearly at a glance. ”

"I'm not trying to bet, I'm asking you about someone."

Hearing that Xing Anxiong was not here to gamble, the fat man put away his professional smile, and then replied firmly.

"Guest, if you don't bet, don't affect my business."

After saying that, he was ready to push this guy who was in the way.

Xing Anxiong instinctively grabbed the white man's wrist like lightning, and the force made the fat man suddenly scream in pain.

It's just that no one notices at all in the crowded boxing ring.

Brother Xiong realized that he had hurt others, and quickly let go of his hand to apologize.

The fat man rolled his blue eyes and rubbed his aching wrist, and scolded in his heart, Damn, where did this seed come from, the strength is really damn ~ big.

"Brother, I'll give you 10,000 baht to ask you about a man named Moncha, what do you think?"

Xing Anxiong took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and shook it in the eyes of the white fat man, the fat man's eyes lit up when he saw the money, and he quickly grabbed it, and then he looked the straight man up and down, and said.

"Ten thousand is not enough, you add another ten thousand, I can consider it."

When Brother Xiong saw him open his mouth, he endured the anger in his heart and took out a stack of banknotes, counted out ten and handed them to him.

"Now you can say it, right?"

Unexpectedly, the fat man took the money, and his eyes rolled.

"I only said that I would consider, but I didn't say that I had to tell you."

Seeing that Xing Anxiong was about to make a move again, he hurriedly pointed to the center of the ring and added.

"If you can defeat the winner of the two of them in the next fight, I'll tell you the whereabouts of Moncha."

While the two were talking, the two were already in the thick of a fierce battle in the simple ring, and the side in the white shorts had an overwhelming advantage.

Brother Xiong looked at the ring, then glanced at the white fat man coldly, and said word by word.

"If you dare to trick me, I'll demolish your place."

The fat man was not in the slightest concerned about the threat of the man in front of him, and he said with an exaggerated expression.

"Sir, I am a businessman, and the most important thing for a businessman is credit! As long as you can win the next one, I promise to take you to the person you want to find. ”

Xing Anxiong glared at the fat man, beckoned to Han Qiaoyin to come over, and then he took off his coat and began to warm up.

The pants he wore were sweatpants and did not hinder his movements.

At this time, the victory and defeat in the ring were decided, and the white shorts player won the victory without any suspense, and the fat man appeared next to the white shorts at the right time, and he raised the guy's arm to announce the result of the match, and announced excitedly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we will have a brave spectator challenging our undefeated myth Kucha! Let's welcome the brave challengers with the warmest applause! ”

"Wow!"

The audience applauded thunderously, the audience's mood was unusually high, and the atmosphere reached an unprecedented high~ tide.

They're tired of watching this kind of unsuspenseful match, and now the winner named Kucha has won twenty games in a row, and they urgently need something more exciting.

Amid the screams and shouts of the audience, Xing Anxiong slowly walked into the ring.

He just watched this guy's game, the opponent is very strong, and there is a little difference from the Muay Thai he practiced, and the winning rate can only be said to be half and half compared to Muay Thai.

But he doesn't just know Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Dragon Country Sanda, Island Country Judo, Israel Maga and Boxing, he has dabbled in these, and he has practiced Muay Thai for more than five years, not to mention how proficient he is, at least he has figured out the general routines.

"Game on!"

With a shout from the white fat man, the white shorts attacked first, and he hit the straight man directly in the lower abdomen with a kick.

Xing Anxiong didn't dodge or dodge, but just stared at the opponent with his eyes to protect the door and take the blow hard.

It's just a tentative attack.

Kucha moved quickly after the kick and tried to make a series of probing shots as he moved, not too sure he wouldn't rush into a real attack.

Because he judged from the muscles on the opponent in front of him that this was a practitioner and must have some experience in martial arts, and the muscles on the opponent's body were not something that those fitness enthusiasts could train.

After more than ten seconds of probing, the white shorts closed the distance with two consecutive hooks, and then a ferocious knee attempted to break through Xiong's defense, but Xing Anxiong took a small step back to dodge the blow, taking advantage of the opponent's head defense gap, a hook hit Kucha's left face, and then a spinning elbow hit.

The white shorts fell to the ground on the spot.

"Wow!"

The crowd burst into cheers!

Kucha, the beast who has won twenty games in a row, has been knocked down for the first time!

The enthusiasm of the audience has risen to a higher level!

Isn't what they want to see just an unexpected result, and can they guess that the ending of the game has a fart to watch?

The twenty-game winning streak has tired them.