Li Yu easily blocked the mysterious man's killing blow against Black Hand.
Everyone in the audience was stunned. They looked at this scene in disbelief.
"I'm fooling around, are you kidding me? Can you stop me like this?"
"Yes, this is not common sense at all."
The six fingers on the outer edge of the octagonal cage could be seen very clearly. The punch that the mysterious man just landed was very heavy, but such a heavy punch was easily caught by this young man.
The young man's speed and strength should have reached a terrifying level.
In the octagonal cage.
The mysterious man looked horrified, and then anger appeared on his face.
"I asked you to stop it!"
He tried hard to shake off the right wrist that was grabbed by Li Yu.
But the embarrassing thing is that even though he tried his best to suck the milk, he still didn't shake her away.
In anger, he swung his left fist and hit Li Yu on the head.
But what made him despair was that Li Yu grabbed his left wrist again.
Both hands were controlled by someone, as if they were bound by iron bands.
"Who are you?" The mysterious man has never met such a person before.
He could feel that this young man was incredibly strong.
It didn't matter if he was just strong, his speed and reflexes were also the strongest he had ever seen.
"Temporary referee."
Li Yu pursed his lips towards the half-dead black hand lying below.
"I declare that Wukong wins!"
As he spoke, he forcibly raised the mysterious man's right hand high, just like the way a winner raises his hand after a battle.
The crowd watching in the audience looked at Black Hand who was lying motionless on the ground, unable to get up.
Comparing the mysterious man who can still stand up, it is clear who loses and who wins.
The survivors who supported the mysterious man shouted loudly: "Wukong! Wukong! Wukong!"
The survivor who originally bought Black Hand Victory looked disappointed and lost all his points.
No one would think it was unfair. After all, everyone saw that the mysterious man had indeed won in the situation like that just now.
But this referee is also very aggressive.
I don’t know who will win if this referee fights with the mysterious man.
This idea came to many viewers' minds at this time.
The door of the octagonal cage shook, and Liuzhi and his men were about to come in and lift Blackhand out.
At this moment, the mysterious man looked at Li Yu who raised his right hand high next to him.
His eyes became colder and colder.
Li Yu stopped him and, in his opinion, humiliated him.
Whoosh!
He suddenly exerted force on his right hand, his wrist slipped out, and he roared at Li Yu: "You shouldn't have stopped me!"
With that said, he rushed towards Li Yu.
Li Yu frowned, he didn't like such disobedient people very much.
I said you won, but you still want to continue fighting?
Li Yu waited until the mysterious man was about to hit him, then suddenly stretched out his right fist and struck the mysterious man in the ribs.
The mysterious man suffered a heavy blow and fell back without taking a breath.
But before he could even take two steps back, he felt his right fist being held by someone.
Li Yu grabbed the mysterious man's right wrist with one hand, rotated it in a circle and swung it.
The mysterious man felt like he was flying.
Bang!
He completely fell to the ground.
Bang!
He was thrown onto the iron shelf next to him.
The octagonal cage shook and was about to collapse.
He was like a sandbag being tossed around in the air by Li Yu.
Left and right left, left and right left.
Until he fainted completely.
Only then did Li Yu let go.
Boom!
The mysterious man smashed it down like a sandbag and rolled to the edge of the octagonal cage, causing the fence to vibrate.
He fainted and became motionless.
Li Yu looked at the mysterious man and curled his lips, "If you don't drink a toast, you will be punished with a drink."
On the field, both the Black Hand and the mysterious man fainted on the ground, but Li Yu, the temporary referee, was still standing.
He felt that it was not interesting, so he clapped his hands and walked out of the Octagon.
Liuzhi, who was standing in front of him, quickly got out of the way, and the Ax Gang members on both sides looked at Li Yu as if they were gods.
The audience also saw this scene and was quiet.
For a moment, the entire arena fell into silence, looking at the octagonal cage in incomprehensible horror.
It wasn't until Li Yu walked out of the Octagon that the arena erupted in cheers.
"Wow!"
"This, this, this, this, this is the real fierce man, bastard."
"Let him participate. If he participates, he will definitely be the champion!"
"Where are the people? Why can't I see them in the blink of an eye?"
"He's coming, coming towards us."
.......
After Li Yu stepped out of the octagonal cage, he walked towards Li Zhengping and the others.
Li Zhengping's eyes widened, full of admiration and surprise.
He knew that his eldest brother was very fierce, but he didn't know that he was so fierce.
"Watch what I'm doing, go, get out!"
Li Yu frowned slightly and led everyone outside.
When they walked out, the survivors on both sides gave way and looked at Li Yu with fiery eyes.
"Brother, you can participate in the next arena match, and I will definitely buy you the championship!"
"Don't talk nonsense, didn't you see that they are from the patrol team? They don't need to come to the ring."
.......
Under the gaze of everyone, Li Yu and his party left the arena.
After coming out of the arena.
Li Yu said to Lao Huang and Li Zhengping:
"Two things."
"Find out the information about the Black Hand and the Wukong Mask Man and show it to me."
"In addition, a doctor will be sent to treat two of them. Um...the first ten injured people will be treated for free. I will record these ten people and pay attention to them. I can win over them if appropriate."
"Okay." Lao Huang and Li Zhengping replied in unison.
Li Zhengping thought for a while, "Brother, are you interested in them?"
Li Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "They are useful."
Those who can reach the top ten are not weak in strength, and they are all desperadoes.
Desperadoes are not afraid of death and are relatively strong.
If this kind of person makes good use of it, it can be a sharp sword.
Buy these desperate desperadoes now and send them to the northwest to cause trouble in the future.
Or you can let them do some other more dangerous tasks.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The northwest is so far away, and the defense is so tight. If you send commandos or other teams there, there will definitely be heavy casualties, and you will not be able to come back.
But if you let these desperadoes pass, you won't feel so bad.
Every time a tournament is held, there will be a new group of powerful desperadoes.
Li Yu and the others left, but the fierce scene of Li Yu in the octagonal cage just now is deeply engraved in the minds of many people.
They never thought that someone could actually do this.
Although the mysterious man has consumed a lot of physical strength just now, his combat effectiveness has declined.
But it’s not like he would be played around with like this.
Black Hand was already strong and the mysterious man was even stronger, but the temporary referee who ran out easily crushed the mysterious man, which was shocking enough.
.......
The next day.
Busy Lao Huang starts a new day.
Last night, I was busy until midnight. The city lord and the others went back to rest after visiting the night market.
But he had to contact Ni Kuang and others at the medical clinic to go to the arena to save people.
In addition, we have to find out the information about the mysterious Wukong and Black Hand and send it to the city lord.
The city lord fell asleep, so he put the information in the conference room.
There was a lot going on today, so I slept for four hours last night and got up early in the morning.
He hurried to the conference room, took the information and went to the door of Li Yu's residence again.
It happened that Li Yu opened the door while brushing his teeth at this time.
"City Lord, this is the information you asked me to find yesterday about Black Hand and the mysterious man. Please take a look."
As he spoke, he handed over a stack of paper in his hand.
Li Yu raised his eyebrows and took it, "Okay."
Old Huang cupped his hands and said, "City Lord, just watch, I'll go down first."
"Go." Li Yu nodded.
He walked to the table with the stack of paper and placed the stack of paper on the table.
Open.
The first page is Wukong's photo and name.
Name: Forward.
Occupation: Sweeper.
Level: Level 5.
Points: 198.
Skills: Knitting.
...
It was very simple to fill in, and I couldn’t tell that this person was so good at playing.
As for the points, as an ordinary survivor, he actually has 198 points, which is very, very rare, even higher than the points of a team.
According to the trading market, one point can be exchanged for one pound of grain.
198 points can be exchanged for 198 pounds of grain.
rich!
Li Yu briefly looked through it and found that this mysterious man was the same as the gangster and many survivors. He did not fill in his true experience and occupation truthfully.
Now these survivors have been called on to fill in their true occupations, but people...
If there is no profit, I can’t afford to go early.
There is no benefit. Survivors who are highly vigilant are reluctant to tell others about their experiences and what they have done before.
Until recently, recruitment began, recruiting for various required tasks and giving rewards. Many corresponding talents suddenly emerged.
After Li Yu briefly read it, he threw the stack of paper aside.
He murmured: "Move forward, Black Hand?"
It doesn't matter, no matter what experience you have, as long as you can use it for me.
.........
After Lao Huang hurriedly left Li Yu's residence,
Riding a small electric donkey, we arrived at Building 4, North District, Trading Market.
Outside the door of Building 4, there were two lines of queues, and survivors were lining up to enter Building 4.
Lao Huang got off the eDonkey and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw so many people lining up.
There was a queue at the main entrance and it was hard to get in, so he entered Building 4 through the side entrance.
As soon as he entered, he saw Wen Biao registering there.
He leaned over and asked with a smile:
"Brother Biao, how are you doing? Have you recruited enough carpenters?"
Wen Biao is a level 2 outer city personnel, one level higher than Lao Huang.
Lao Huang is now a level 3 non-staff member, but he controls the internal affairs and market of the entire trading market and has great power.
Wen Biao turned around and saw Lao Huang,
"Brother Huang, there are 34 people who have signed up now, and we are still recruiting."
"But how is your wood prepared? In addition, these carpenters will need some tools: saws, hammers, rulers, ink fountains..."
When Lao Huang heard this, he scratched his head and said:
"As for wood, I told Jie Changshan the day before yesterday that his transportation team will send people out to cut down trees and transport them to the West District.
The West District has already stocked up some wood. If you hire a carpenter here, send it directly to the West District Industrial Park."
"As for tools, I'll think of something."
Wen Biao handed over the matter to another person next to him, stood up, and put his arm around Lao Huang's shoulders.
"Some carpenters brought their own, but their tools cannot enter the trading market and are sealed. Later, you can say hello to Liu Long from the Sealing Management Office and ask him to take out the corresponding tools and use them first.
"
Lao Huang thought about it, and it was okay.
Recently, his suggestions to rectify the living environment of the trading market and some other suggestions have been adopted.
However, implementation requires the mobilization of many people, which is quite complicated.
He is only a small non-staff member, so when dealing with the responsible persons of all parties, his attitude is always very low.
What is being done now is actually to build windows and furniture for the houses in the trading market.
If nothing else, it's impossible for every survivor to come in and sit on the concrete floor with nothing.
At the very least, there is a bed and a few bunk beds. One room can accommodate more people, and for many survivors, there is no need to lie on the cold ground.
Moreover, with the bed, the supplies brought in by the survivors can be better stored.
Space can be maximized.
There is no need to pile up big and small bags like now.
After building an upper and lower wooden bed, you can put things under the bed and things on the bed.
In addition, the crowd is subdivided and individual people are assigned to a room together.
Put teams one by one in the same room as much as possible.
"OK."
Lao Huang patted Wen Biao on the shoulder, "Thank you, Brother Biao, please help me recruit people here."
Wen Biao smiled and said:
"What's the point? Director Luo and the others asked us to follow your orders. Brother Huang, you are too polite."
Lao Huang said with a smile:
"Okay, Brother Biao, please help me watch here. Later, we will send the recruited carpenters to the West District. I will go and see how much wood has been obtained in the West District."
"Go." Wen Biao let go of Lao Huang.
Lao Huang ran out of Building 4.
The first step in transforming the residence in the trading market is to improve the basic residential environment.
Windows, beds...
Moreover, according to different grades of houses, the supporting things inside are also different.
According to his idea, the highest-grade room must have the largest area and the best living environment. This kind of room cannot have bunk beds, but a large bed.
In addition, there must be some simple decoration, and this decoration requires recruiting professional decoration personnel, or asking Jie Changshan to recruit people to do it.
The third level, the worst, is as simple as getting on and off the bed.
Even the distance between beds can be shortened.
As long as it can accommodate people, it's fine. After all, the points for the third tier are very, very low.
Lao Huang galloped on a small electric donkey....
.......
Trading bazaar.
On the sidewalk, people come and go.
On the roadway, a dozen trucks roared past,
On top of these trucks, several trucks were filled with people. They were all workers who went out to cut and saw wood.
Most of them are members of the affiliated forces in the north, and some are survivors temporarily recruited in the trading bazaar.
These people went out to cut down trees to prepare raw materials for wooden beds.
