Wang Chao's chopping fist tiger shape is not considered dark strength, the strength of the bright strength alone is more than 1,100 catties, hit him once, it is equivalent to being hit by a big axe, the skull of the "snake head" was crushed Splitting is not as simple as a concussion.
Under the signal of Lu Chengwen, the two men who brought Wang Chao in immediately pulled out a large woven bag from the corner of the workshop, stuffed the dead "snake head" inside, tightened the bag and carried it out.
These two movements are very skilled, it seems that this kind of thing is not done once or twice.
The remaining fighters also changed their expressions, looking at Wang Chao with jealousy, fear and horror in their eyes.
But for the death of the "snake head", they did not show the slightest pity, and no one came out to avenge their companions, as simple as the death of a dog.
There is a popular saying in underground fighting: "When you come out to play, you must always be ready to kill others, or be beaten to death."
Life is not worth mentioning here, it is just an object for other people's entertainment. There are no real companions here either, maybe they just practiced boxing together, and in the next round, they will be life and death enemies in the ring.
Originally, he didn't have any doubts about the underground black boxing fighting described by Zhao Xinglong, "how can society be so dark?" But after seeing the security situation of the Guangzhou train, Wang Chao no longer had the slightest doubt, and he understood in his heart that in this coastal area In the land of sin, nothing is impossible.
There is no blackest, only blacker, blacker than you can imagine.
Where there are fists and violence, there are gangsters. This is an unbreakable truth through the ages.
Wang Chao had blood on his hands before, and he joined the organization and received a "license to kill legally". For killing people, there is no estimate either psychologically or realistically. Of course, you have to be ruthless, otherwise you won't be able to restrain these dangerous companions.
"Okay, the shot is hard enough." Lu Chengwen's triangular eyes flickered again and again, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.
"Brother Gao told me that when you come here, as long as you are fighting, you can't keep your hands. It's best to beat people to death, otherwise I will die." Wang Chao's answer was flawless.
"That's right, that's right. The tall building is telling the truth." Hearing these words, Lu Chengwen's face softened a lot, and then he laughed, and the way he looked at Wang Chao in his triangular eyes also changed, as if Wang Chao was a cash cow . "This guy was also a good player back then, but it's a pity that he quit after half a year. I heard that he is now a policeman? It's really interesting."
"You're tired after driving all night. Old Hei, go and take him to dinner first, and then arrange him to rest at the residence." Lu Chengwen patted Wang Chao on the shoulder, "Young man, fight hard, after five years Inside, I guarantee that you will have no problem earning a few million."
There is actually a cafeteria next to this car repair factory.
Grabbing a seat with a big plate, Wang Chao sat alone leisurely, and none of the tough car repairers next to him dared to come over.
Apparently he had just killed the "snake head" and the news spread quickly.
He didn't strike up a conversation with this group of people either. After dinner, under the leadership of "Old Hei", Wang Chao came to a row of small bungalows next to the factory building.
"This is the room you live in." Old Hei pursed his lips, "Take a good rest and don't run around. If you have something to go out, you must report to me first, and then get permission from Brother Wen."
Wang Chao nodded to show that he understood. Old Hei just sniffed and turned to leave.
I took a look at the small house I lived in, about 60 square meters, the concrete floor was bumpy, and the whitewashed walls on all sides were stained with mildew.
A black old-fashioned wooden table, a poor-quality bench, a creaking and shaking bed when sitting on it, and a small electric fan on the bed. That's all there is to the house. It's pitifully simple.
Looking at all this, Wang Chao suddenly had a thought in his heart.
"If I hadn't met Sister Chen three years ago, would I have come out to work now and really fallen to this level?"
Indeed, I did not meet Tang Zichen. After graduating from high school, he could only come to the coast like thousands of ordinary migrant workers, live in a dilapidated small house in the suburbs, work hard every day, sell his blood and sweat, in exchange for a little bit of living expenses .
"People's fate is complicated and confusing, and people's fate is uncertain. The world is impermanent, and there are mistakes. Who knows what will happen in the future?"
On the edge of this bustling, noisy and sinful city, in a dilapidated and simple bungalow. Wang Chao thought of Tang Zichen, and thought of the tens of thousands of ordinary migrant workers in the fringes of the city. They had no future at all, and they couldn't see any meager hope. In such a desperate world, what motivated them to work hard? What about the courage to live
After taking a long breath, Wang Chao sat on the bed, feeling peaceful in his heart after sighing.
There is no end to the road of comprehending the various states of the world and tempering the heart and mind.
Without a wonderful and shining perception, how can you make a wonderful and shining punch
The affairs of the world are a big yin and yang, which includes everything.
Life is a big melting pot, in which everyone is tormented and smelted, some become the essence and emit brilliance, but more are annihilated in ashes in the torment.
Wang Chao just sat casually like this, his posture was natural, and he didn't deliberately put on a boxing air. The pores of his whole body were slightly closed and opened, as long and long as breathing, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable and lazy.
As night fell, Wang Chao was awakened by the slight sound of footsteps walking towards his room from a distance.
"This is that old black one, who came to look for me." Wang Chao's ears were sharp, and his mind was calm. From the lightness of his footsteps, he could tell who was coming.
Sure enough, two minutes later, the door was pushed open.
"Get up, brother Wen arranged the venue for you tonight. Come with me." Lao Hei waved to Wang Chao who was sitting on the bed.
"It was arranged so soon?" Wang Chao was a little surprised. According to the information provided by the organization, it usually takes more than a week for newcomers to enter the underground boxing world before they can fight.
The organizers of the underground boxing circle are very strict, and they are also attacked by the country. Every time they arrange a boxing match, they are very careful. Those organizers are generally gangsters in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan. Of course, there are also Guangdong, Fujian, Zhejiang, Jiangsu, Hainan, Shandong The dark forces in these places.
Each organization has a dedicated venue and a group of big clients.
These black forces recruit some boxers who are desperate for money and let them fight each other. Thrill-seeking bosses pay to watch and wager on the floor.
Blood and cruelty can release stress, and some wealthy people who are tired of karaoke halls, dance halls, bars, and casinos have new entertainment, just like the ancient Roman arena.
Friction between black forces and black forces, such as territorial grabs, are often resolved through gambling.
Because in the 21st century, the underworld is grabbing territory. It is impossible to be like before. A group of hundreds or thousands of people chase and kill with machetes, and large-scale gun battles have also decreased.
The state will not allow such things to happen frequently.
Lu Chengwen is the general manager of the security department of a half-black and half-white company called Daxing Group.
The security department of this company specializes in fighting and organizing small black boxing matches. There is a lot of profit every year.
Unlike the security departments of other companies, they only spend money to hire people.
The current underworld is no longer simply collecting protection fees, killing people, stealing, and robbing. The top executives of the underworld all have formal companies.
"The information provided by the organization was five or six years ago. In the past few years, some princes in the coast have joined forces with the underworld, which has made the organization's eyes and ears not very clear. Now the underground boxing world is developing vigorously, which is also expected. .”
The first task for Wang Chao to break into the underground boxing market is to find out what it is like now. As for the boxing bet with Zhao Jun, that was a personal matter.
The princeling ginseng joined the underworld, covering the sky with one hand, and it was difficult to investigate even the organization.
What Cao Yi said, cultivating Wang Chao to become a highly respected martial arts leader in the Southeast Asian martial arts circle, is at best just a vision and a long-term plan.
Wang Chao knew very well in his heart that at least he had to survive after making a name for himself, and gradually gain value, so that this plan would be put on the agenda.
Otherwise, you will die before you start out, or you will be defeated. All that is empty talk.
Now Wang Chao is a chess piece inserted into the underworld by the organization. When this chess piece comes into play, the organization will naturally use it more heavily. If the organization has other plans and wants to abandon this pawn, it will be resigned to fate.
He had realized this a long time ago, but it wasn't because he didn't trust the organization. It is because this is an unbreakable truth through the ages. To join any organization, one must take obedience to orders as a bounden duty, and be ready to sacrifice the small for the big at any time, and sacrifice for the mission of the organization.
The army is like this, the mercenaries are like this, and the underworld is also like this. Even some companies are like this.
Any organization without this core is not far from disintegration.
This is also the real reason deep down in Wang Chao's heart that he wants to find an opportunity to leave the organization in the future. He doesn't like being manipulated as a pawn.
But it's far from being talked about right now.
"What, we're going to fight at night? Do you have any information about your opponent?" Wang Chao asked Lao Hei.
"Today is a dispute between our group and Tianxin Moving Company. It was originally caused by a snake, but unfortunately you beat him to death. We didn't investigate the opponent's situation, so we don't know. You just go up and fight hard, and you won this time. If you do, your wallet will immediately bulge." Old Hei laughed.
"Dispute, what dispute?" Wang Chao asked casually as he walked.
"We also have a moving company in Daxing. We have fought with Tianxin for business several times. Three or four people have died on both sides. The above-mentioned Prince Wu passed down a message, telling us to be quiet, not to make things big, and ask people to organize Arranged a fight to settle the dispute."
"Prince Wu..." Wang Chao knew right away that the name of Prince Wu mentioned by Lao Hei was Wu Yingda, his uncle was a high-ranking official in the Fujian Military Region, and his father was a high-ranking official in Guangdong's political circle. There are people in both the military and political circles, which is no small matter.
Wu Yingda, Zhao Jun, and Wang Xiaolei. All three are leaders of Yike Group. The princelings who overshadow the sky along the coast. The black forces in Guangdong and Fujian provinces almost always depend on the faces of the three of them.
And for all underground boxing matches in these two provinces, no matter how big or small, Yike Group will charge protection fees. Among them, the large-scale gambling was directly organized by them.
A van was parked outside the factory building. Surrounded by four or five big men, Wang Chao got into the van. The car drove further and further away, and the street lights flickered.
After wandering around for two hours, I entered the countryside and stopped beside a tall building.
There were many cars parked in front of the building, and there were two or three people in uniforms and carrying electric batons patrolling. When they saw the cars coming, they rushed up to meet them.
"We are from Daxing! Is Brother Wen here?" Old Hei seemed to be Lu Chengwen's confidant.
"Come on, come with me." A security guard looked at Lao Hei, picked up the walkie-talkie and said something, then waved his hand to let someone out of the way. They took Wang Chao and others in.
The building seems to be an extension of a country-level movie theater. Through a long corridor, although it suddenly becomes clear. A hall close to a thousand square meters, surrounded by auditoriums. A big arena was built with cement in the middle, and the arena was surrounded by ropes.
Wang Chao looked around, and the auditorium was almost full. There were men and women, big bosses brought Xiaomi over, urban elite white-collar workers, Wang Chao even saw a few people in armed police uniforms among them. Apparently this is also a fan of fighting.
Although the surrounding auditoriums were full, the golden seats in front of the stands, where tobacco, alcohol, melons, fruits, beverages, and snacks were placed, were empty.
"Obviously it's reserved for important people. I don't know who it is to see?" Wang Chao looked at it in his heart, and dialed the micro-satellite intercom while riding to the toilet.
"Dragon Snake, Dragon Snake, we have identified your location." The voice of the big stone came. "When you came out, we followed your car. When we got here, we are now ambushing not far away, about two kilometers away from your position. Within about half a kilometer, we detected a firepower point. If there is danger, you immediately Send the signal, and we can knock out these firepower points in about ten minutes."
"That's good, everything is normal here. Don't startle the snake. I will explain the situation clearly after I come out, and you will draw up materials and report to the organization."
"clear."
When Wang Chao came out of the toilet, Lu Chengwen walked over with a very ugly face.
"It's not good, this time people from Tianxin actually invited Xu Zhen's apprentice, Qin Maojiao, over here. This is a difficult situation."
Xu Zhen, one of the Guangdong Three Tigers, is about ten years older than Zhang Wei. More than forty now.
Xu Zhen's Tongbei Fist is known as the best, and he was known as the "Small Arm Saint" when he was young. His two arms are as hard as steel and as soft as rattan.
Why is it called "Little Arm Saint"
Because there was a "arm sage" Chuck in Tongbeimen, the deputy director of Fengtian Guoshu Museum during the Republic of China. Martial arts are superb. Naturally, Xu Zhen couldn't use the name of a senior.
Xu Zhen is now the chief director of Guangdong Tianle Group, with assets exceeding 100 million. This is also when I debuted, I collected a lot of contacts. There are more than one hundred disciples under the sect. Among them, there are more than a dozen who are the most outstanding and have been taught by him.
These dozen or so disciples are now famous.
Qin Maojiao is one of them.
"What can I do, what can I do." Lu Chengwen was obviously anxious. He has very little confidence in Wang Chao.
At this moment, Wang Chao saw a group of people walking up the passage in front. Among them, a man and a woman caught Wang Chao's attention. The joints and muscles are well-proportioned, obviously because Kung Fu has been exercised very well.
But it was the girl in casual sportswear that caught his attention the most.
Although she is a young girl, Wang Chao is sure that she is older than himself. Wang Chao is only in his early twenties now. The girl was clearly in her twenties.
"Who is that woman?" Wang Chao asked.
"This is Chen Bin, the younger sister of Chen Aiyang, the Tai Chi master of the Chen Group. The Chen Group and Xu Zhen's Tianle Group have business cooperation... Forget it, why am I telling you this?" Lu Chengwen looked at Wang Chao, as if he had already It's a dead man.
"Old Wen, is your boxer here yet? This time, the Chen Group is making a bet. The bet is huge, and it has already exceeded a million."
An organizer came over and raised his head when he saw Lu Chengwen.
"You, go to the stage." Lu Chengwen pointed at Wang Chao.
"Is he your boxer? Make a face." The organizer looked at Wang Chao with some teasing in his eyes. "Come with me."
He was brought into the ring by the organizers. Looking at the audience around him, Wang Chao felt those pairs of eyes. Like a wolf that smells blood.
Only Wang Chao was alone in the arena.
There is no way, the masters with big names are always the last to appear.
Wang Chao has no name now.
On the golden seat below, the young man sat down and spoke to Chen Aiyang's sister very attentively, without even looking at Wang Chao who was standing on the ring.
"It's not that you're short of money now, why are you here to fight?" Chen Bin lightly sucked on a bottle of Wanglaoji herbal tea.
"I can't help it. This time, Tianxin offered me one million yuan to invite me. I'm talking, if you don't actually fight, how can you make progress?" Qin Maojiao smiled attentively.
"What's so good about this? With this scale, there are no masters. Otherwise, you can challenge Zhang Wei. I heard that Zhang Wei has come out of the mountain again recently." Chen Bin still spoke in a non-salty and teasing manner.
"In the future, I will not only challenge Zhang Wei, but also your elder brother, Master Chen." Qin Maojiao seemed to be stimulated, his face turned red.
The conversation between the two clearly reached Wang Chao's ears.
"Challenge my brother? You don't know if you can handle this one in the ring." Chen Bin turned his gaze to Wang Chao, looked him up and down, and frowned in thought.
"Cut!" Qin Maojiao let out a chuckle.
At the same time, a rapid electric bell rang.
This is a harbinger of a fight that is about to begin.
The audience present became excited, and Wang Chao could hear the countless heavy breathing clearly.
Qin Maojiao stood up, stepped onto the ring, and faced Wang Chao face to face.