Chapter Seventy-Two: What the Hell Is Going On
The two vans started quickly and disappeared in the night, leaving only the three who could not afford to be seriously injured, lying or sitting there with their eyes closed. Xie Cunguan sighed, but he didn't mean to embarrass people, after all, they have different positions, and those who can come to avenge Hades are at least not at a loss in the word righteousness.
Xie Cunguan didn't say a word and got into the car directly. Lin Bing seems to be surprised by Xie Cunguan's magnanimity, because Xie Cunguan's martial arts competition, hurting and killing people are clean and neat, which inevitably gives people an illusion that this kind of life kills and takes away people's lives.
But in fact, Xie Cunguan wants to say, I am kind!
Lin Bing finally started the car after making sure that Xie Cunguan didn't want to take action against the three people who were left behind. Although the back of the car is damaged, it does not affect the performance of the car.
At this moment, Dai Ruoxi, who was sitting in front, suddenly turned around and whispered to Xie Cunguan: "Congratulations!"
Xie Cunguan was stunned for a moment, and then relieved. As early as when he first came into contact with Dai Jiaquan in Beijing City, Dai Ruoxi once discussed boxing with him, and said when comparing the resolution of other people's attacks on him and Tian Shi, he can transform, but he is not as full and sleek as Tian Shi's. At that time, Xie Cunguan's strength was a local reaction of Huang Shihong's body. Moreover, the resolution and counterattack of these parts are the movement of local muscles of the body. But Tian Shi is different, his transformation is a spiritual energy change supported by the dantian, and it is the power of the integration of the whole body, and any part of his body is supported by the strength of the dantian.
Tian Shi often said that the initial movement of the dantian is to flip up and down, which is the strength of the vertical circle.
But in the later stage, the dantian was a universal wheel. It can turn up and down, backwards, backwards, left and right, so that it can send out the strength of the beam in various directions! In this way, it can really be like a turbulent wave, like the turning waves of water.
The waves in the water are rolling and rolling. It's the power of all directions. The strength is like water pouring out of the circle, and this circle is also the circle of all things.
Dai Ruoxi said congratulations at this time, just to see that Xie Cunguan's strength was already approaching the direction of Tian Shi.
After Lin Bing sent Xie Cunguan and the others back to their residence, they hurried to the boxing stadium, and the income of the boxing stadium today must be a full house. You want Dai Ruoxi to get RM150,000. So how much should the gym earn? He was going to accompany Xie Cunguan and the others just now, so he was naturally embarrassed to make money there, and at this time he sent away these friends who contributed to the effort, but he couldn't help but drive back to the boxing ring. If you want to settle today's accounts, you must be indispensable!
After making money, his mood was naturally good, and after drinking some wine, Lin Bing hummed slang songs almost all the way. rushed to the boxing ring.
When I arrived at the boxing ring, it was already past eleven o'clock, and the restaurant outside had already closed, so Lin Bing went all the way to the backyard. Walked into the passageway. He scolded Lao Lin, another manager of the casino, in his heart, and he didn't know how to call or send a text message to himself. Tell me about your income or say hello.
When we reached the iron gate, the iron gate was already closed. Could it be that these guys have already gone home? It can't be! It's only been a while, and these wild cats don't make a fuss until one or two o'clock after their bets.
Or maybe it's a little more money today, and a bunch of guys are celebrating.
didn't know how to notify Lao Tzu, so Lin Bing pressed the password to open the door. And when the password was pressed, the door did not open. Could it be that these guys are still inside, so how can they not hear any movement on the side of the door?" Lin Bing thought as he dialed Lao Lin's phone.
The phone rang, but it only rang and no one answered.
At this moment, the iron door suddenly opened, Lin Binggang wanted to speak, his face had changed, he turned around and wanted to run, but a hand stretched out behind him grabbed his neck. Then he felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he immediately softened and collapsed.
The man dragged Lin Bing into the door, put him by the door, and let him die quietly. The big iron gate was shut.
At this time, in the entire boxing ring, it was already like the Shura Stadium, and the guests in the boxing stadium had already dispersed when they got off work at eleven o'clock, and at this moment, the people lying in the boxing ring were all the staff in the boxing ring. Including the few glamorous dancers who are waiting for the end of the show to settle their salaries.
And it was Shibata Hiroshi and the Japanese he brought who were busy coming and going at the scene.
The iron cage in the ring has been moved to the side at this moment. Under the iron cage is a circular tunnel more than two meters deep. There, there are many instruments. A few Japanese were busy electrifying and turning on the instruments. And Shibata Hiromasa was anxiously walking around the edge of the tunnel, shouting in his heart that the emperor would protect these instruments from failing.
Finally, a bespectacled Black Dragon Society staff member raised his head and said, "Shibata-kun, it's okay! These instruments are very well protected! It's powered on, and the power supply is in place, and it's ready to operate!"
"Okay!" Shibata Hiroshi excitedly ran to the staircase and walked down the stairs. As he walked, he pulled out a diary notebook from his body. This is Dr. Abe's diary, and a copy has been sent to the headquarters of the Black Dragon Society.
He put the diary next to him and pressed the buttons one by one according to the instructions on the Japanese notebook.
Then I saw that in the deep sea hole in front of me, there was immediately a light shining through. A deep, deep, roaring sound like the roar of a deep-sea beast came faintly from the sea cave.
"Matsuda-kun, go and see, what's under the sea!" Shibata Hiroshi said, but took off one of the binoculars on his chest and handed it to the staff member who had just spoken to him.
The man took the binoculars and walked towards the big hole.
"You two, go and protect Matsuda!" Shibata Hiroshi said to the other two members of the Black Dragon Society's warhead fire group. One of those two people was the one who killed Lin Bing just now.
The three men immediately walked towards the mouth of the big hole, where there was a platform that protruded a little. Matsuda stepped onto the stage, and the two members of the fire group, one on each side, clutched the belt around his waist tightly.
It was very windy in the sea cave, and Matsuda leaned on the railing and looked down through the binoculars.
At this moment, on the four walls of the big cave, from many small holes, there are lights shooting out, illuminating the inside as if it were day. A path along the wall leads down the cliff wall, and when it reaches a few meters below the sea, it stops. And at this moment, the sea is fluctuating, and a deep sound is coming from the bottom of the sea from time to time.
This went on for about an hour, and Matsuda's face was numb from the wind, and he didn't know what to look at, and suddenly, the activity of the sea below became intense, and then after another five or six minutes, a huge black box came to the surface, and it was impossible to see what material it was made of, and it was covered with black sea mud.
The box continued to rise, and when it finally reached the bottom of the staircase, it stopped.
It's a huge box, I don't know what it's for. Matsuda hurriedly shouted to Shibata Hiroshi: "Shibata-kun, it seems, it seems that a big box has appeared......"
"Emperor's protection!" Shibata Hiroshi jumped up and said to several fighters of the fire group: "Yoshikawa-kun, you take your group to guard here, and if someone comes, you will be killed!" After receiving my notice, immediately withdraw from here, go up and return to the hotel, and wait for my order. Before retreating, press this button and restore this place!"
A young but calm young Japanese answered.
Shibata Hiroshi then said to the remaining twenty or so people: "Let's go down! String everyone together with ropes in case anyone stumbles!" As he spoke, a Japanese man beside him had already pulled out two loops of rope from a backpack next to him. And the ropes have loops on them.
Another Japanese man pulled out a belt from his backpack and gave it to everyone.
Everyone wears a belt around their waist and ties the ring around their waist. A thin young man was at the front, and the others were all strung together, one by one, and they walked up the long staircase that went down.
In the hotel, Xie Cunguan, as usual, got up early at five o'clock in the morning to practice. Just as he was just starting to make a soft ten-tense plate, his phone suddenly rang.
Who would call so early? Xie Cunguan couldn't help frowning.
The phone showed an unfamiliar number, Xie Cunguan pressed the answer button, and an anxious voice immediately came from inside: "Mr. Xie Cunguan? I am the president of the Sabah Hakka Association Hua Yue, and Mr. Lin Bing, who is responsible for receiving you, has an accident, you should come to Sandakan Huahang Hospital immediately, and he said that he will only go to the ward for surgery after telling you something important!"
Xie Cunguan couldn't help but be surprised, but he quickly came to his senses, Lin Bing was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get off the operating table in case. So things must be extremely important. Xie Cunguan immediately said: "Mr. Hua, please turn on the phone hands-free and put it in Mr. Lin Bing's ear!"
There was a murmur on the phone, followed by Hua Yuewei's voice: "Mr. Xie asked you to answer the phone!"
Xie Cunguan took the phone and said directly to Lin Bing: "Brother Lin, now let the doctor take you to the ward for surgery immediately! Nothing is as important as your life! On the way to the ward, you have thought about it, tell me in the shortest words, where it happened, who did it, and the most important thing you want to tell me!"
On the phone, Lin Bing was silent, but the ward seemed to have moved at this time. The sound of the doctor instructing the nurse to carry Lin Bing to the operating table and the sound of chaotic footsteps were heard. But Lin Bing was silent, and when only footsteps remained, Xie Cunguan heard him say weakly: "In the boxing ring, the Japanese are looking for something important! The iron cage in the middle can be opened, and there is a mechanism ...... below."
"Okay!Brother Lin, you can treat your illness with peace of mind, I'll rush to the boxing ring immediately!" Xie Cunguan finished speaking, and hung up the phone without any delay. Then he picked up the phone in the room, immediately called Guo Tayu and Liu Fan's room, and asked the two to go downstairs immediately.
Hang up the phone and immediately call the hotel front desk and ask for a taxi. Then when she went downstairs, she called Dai Ruoxi and told her that the three of them had something to go out and asked her to take care of Zheng Xiuqing.
At present, the people around him have received military and counterintelligence training. Moreover, Dai Ruoxi has a good kung fu, and she should be relatively safe in a public place like a hotel.
After going downstairs, the taxi arrived about five minutes later, and the three of them immediately got into the car, but instead of going to the hospital, they went straight to Lin Bing's boxing ring. That place, Xie Cunguan walked a few times, he was trained, and he remembered the road very accurately.
What's going on in the ring?