Bang bang bang

In his study in Berlin, Garon's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table.

He looked down at Dam, who was kneeling on the ground, and Hosiman, who was standing respectfully next to him. The atmosphere was faintly depressing.

"You are all my proudest and most powerful disciples. Garon said in a slow, forceful tone.

Neither Dam nor Hosiman spoke. It's just that Dam's body began to tremble slightly, as if he was afraid of something.

"I am teaching you in order to carry forward my waterfowl fist. Garon looked at Dam, "But look at what you've done, destroying the herald, so that my follow-up instructions have not been delivered, and I have almost done something irreparable." ”

Garon looked calm and gentle, as if he were gossiping about what to do in the afternoon.

"If I hadn't made Hosiman arrive in time, Dam"

"It's my fault!!" Dam bowed his head fiercely, "No matter what punishment, I'm willing to bear it!!"

His voice trembled.

Everything about him comes from his fist, and Garon controls the source of his fist, once this source is withdrawn or not replenished every once in a while, the inhuman pain is not replenished, and the bones of his whole body seem to itch to the deepest, but there is no way to scratch it.

Hosiman gave him a cold look.

"Teacher, the conflict with the Blood Clan is inevitable, and Damu has killed the Sacred Law Inheritor, one of the five major families of the Blood Clan. It is the hope of the family that every inheritor of the Holy Dharma is carefully selected, and we must prepare in advance. ”

"What do you think?" Garon looked at the disciple, who was obviously calm and moody. He knew that this guy had apparently interrogated some vampires to get information.

"Please move to the Holy Fist Palace. We have built a base of defense facilities there that is absolutely secure. Now the Blood Clan doesn't know that the president of our Fighting Club is you, or they don't know that the Fighting Club Fighter Saint refers to you, facing the Blood Family. We must also establish a sound institutional system. The loose organization is unable to cope with the huge accumulation of bloodlines. Hosiman explained in a low voice.

"You mean, to integrate our strength, the Fighting Club, the Nighthawk, your Tyrant Fist Club, Dam's Death Fist Club, and Quentin's Force?" Garon understood.

This Hosiman looked grim. Straight to the point, in fact, compared to Dam, he is the guy who is deep enough in the real city.

"With the Holy Fist Palace as the core. We have integrated into a large group, believing that with the strength of the teacher, it is good whether it is the blood clan or anything else. No one can stop us. Hosiman spoke frankly about his ambitions.

"Integrate the fighting power of the entire world. Form a martial arts system with us as the core, and let everyone respect my Holy Fist Palace as the supreme holy land! Isn't this exactly in line with the true meaning of the teacher, you to spread the mystery of the boxing method?" he said in a cold and deep voice, but it still gave people a strong sense of incitement.

Garon looked at the disciple carefully.

"My fist technique is the ancient murderous fist method, are you sure you understand what this means?"

Integrating the entire martial arts school and achieving the martial arts holy land of the world is equivalent to creating an era. What a great deed and a feat!

But the bloody rain will also be unprecedented. This is a battle to determine the supremacy of orthodoxy.

"It's the best thing we can think of. Hosiman nodded. Apparently not the first day I had this idea.

Garon narrowed, he understood. Hosiman wanted him to integrate the entire power of the power for more of his own ambitions, and this disciple knew that he had no intention of managing these trivial matters, so he could only entrust this part of the affairs to others to manage. And Dahm is not a suitable person to run such a large organization, he is too brutal. Among the people who are really suitable, there are not many faces to choose from.

"This can be done. Garon said slowly, setting the tone. "Judging from your and Dahm's progress, the World Fighting Tournament you held has worked very well and successfully. ”

"Definitely. Hosiman nodded, "So far, we have received different schools of martial arts from two hundred and forty-six countries around the world, some key powerful schools and special schools, and we have made a record registration. Including the region they occupy, their social status, their own influence, economic power, etc. ”

He pushed his glasses.

"From this information, I found that even the most powerful martial arts school can't compare to the strength of my water bird boxing. Most of the fighters are unable to cope with the siege of firearms, and they lack experience in actual combat, and many are just showy. ”

Garon nodded affirmatively.

"Isn't the contest an opportunity to weed out these useless garbage genres?"

"Removing the turnip and preserving the essence, this is an old saying in the East. Hosiman laughed. "In the end, after the standards we have set for review, there are only three major schools in the world that can truly be called martial arts, excluding us. ”

"Which three?"

"With us as the center, the East Pole boxing in the west, which contains a lot of routines, has been passed down for thousands of years, and is very valuable, and the main branch countries are in China, India, Mongolia, Russia and other countries. Saudi boxing in the south, including many knife and leg techniques, is mainly fast, mainly distributed in Argentina, Chile, Brazil and other countries. The east side is more complicated, with a mix of major schools, among which the strongest actual combat school is the Moke Lock Sword School, the actual combat sword school founded by the swordsman Moke Lock, but now it has evolved into spear swordsmanship, with the stabbing technique used by firearms. Mainly in the European countries, its swordsmanship concept has a far-reaching impact on the fighting of various countries, and many countries will also invite their masters to be instructors in the training of special forces. "Hosiman is a treasure trove of noteworthy end genres.

"Dongji Boxing, Saudi Boxing, Moke Lock Sword School, our own water bird boxing, these are the four most well-known schools of strength in the world. Garon repeated, "Have you seen any of these genres?"

"Of course, there is already a mutual exchange relationship. Hosiman nodded. "In fact, there are many genres that are very practical, but because of the lack of strength of their representative genres, we included them in the second batch. I won't report them all here. If we want to establish the Holy Way of Boxing, what we need is a truly global and overwhelming victory! We need a lot of human and financial resources. Security measures must also be strengthened. ”

At this moment, Dam, who was kneeling beside Hosiman, finally had a seizure, and the soul primer in his body, the core of his spirit, was attracted by Garon, and the pain and itching to the bone marrow made him tremble all over his body and kneel on the ground. The sweat on his body soaked through his clothes in a short time.

As if the muscles on his body had been dried, they began to slowly dry up, which was caused by a large amount of dehydration in his skin. It's only because of the rapid attrition that this kind of horror effect is visible to the naked eye.

Garon glanced at him.

"This is your punishment, and in two days' time, I will lift this punishment. ”

Dam convulsed. Reluctantly bowed his head.

"Thank you, teacher," he squeezed out a few words with difficulty. And he could no longer speak.

"Deal with the things you provoke yourself, and you can solve the affairs of the inheritors of the Holy Law by yourself. You founded the Death Water Bird Fist, and since you want to stand on your own, you must also have the ability to take responsibility yourself. Garon waved his hand, "You can get out of the air." ”

Dam then raised his head, stood up like a zombie, and walked out of the room. He will continue this torture for two days and one night. The sensation was even more painful than being fried in boiling oil. But he is powerless to resist, and this is the downside of shortcuts. Gain great strength at the same time. It also brings shackles that cannot be freed.

Garon and Hosiman asked him a few more about the global martial arts school.

The main circles in this world are the blood clan and witches. All of them are the main theme of the world world at this time, and it is the key to determining the direction of the world world world.

The circle of mortal martial artists is a completely different circle, they have no extraordinary power at all, and purely follow the self-improvement route of relying on their own penance and combining modern technology. Many of these disciples were broken to join the mercenary mercenary circle because of accidental murder, and naturally they were trained in blood and fire.

Although this circle is not strong, it is not easy to unify.

Outside Berlin, Nighthawk temporary base

The base is located in the middle of a deserted valley, and the nearest road is more than ten minutes' drive away.

The entire base was originally a garrison training base for the German military, which was later bought by Nighthawk in a bidding bid. After the transformation, it was used as a training base for a small number of stationed personnel.

The base is heavily guarded and guarded.

Almost every few steps there are one or two elite mercenary guards armed with guns, they are dressed in uniform black soldiers' uniforms, and all corners of the base are full of surveillance probes and infrared defense lines.

The sky will fly over the mobile patrol of small UAVs at regular intervals, and there is no way for the various parameter sensors to know what to rely on to sense the alert, which is also a tight protective net.

The base is all black metallic glossy buildings, and within a square circle, black houses have been built, and vehicles are constantly coming and going between the buildings. From time to time, personnel who go out to complete tasks enter and leave the base.

Inside a medical logistics building.

In the white ward, three sparsely distributed beds are placed in the ward.

"Preto" A frail woman's voice rang out from a hospital bed. "Are you alright?"

White light from outside the window shone in and fell on the quilt of the white hospital bed, and underneath the quilt was a pale, blonde young woman with puffy eyelids and a blank look. At this time, he was turning his head sideways to look at the man on the other hospital bed next to him.

"Damn, I don't know if the men's and women's wards should be divided into two rooms?

The woman seemed to regain some of her anger and energy, and suddenly began to curse.

"Don't scold, this is the monster's territory, we've got a lot of good fruit to eat. On the hospital bed next to him, the man responded weakly.

These two people are Hya and Preto, who were rescued from the scene of the battle by Hosiman's men, both of them are lower blood clans, even if the blood is drained, they will not die, but they will be completely weakened, as long as the heart core is not damaged and the head is intact, there will be no other problems. But this is also their fate, when Dam went crazy, because he still had to chase Asaro and others, he didn't have time to completely kill him. Otherwise, two more lives for them will not be enough. (To be continued......)