He Yufei whispered: "Bago, please be polite to the seniors and don't mention money. She is definitely not short of money."
Zhang Xiaolong nodded and began to think about how to impress this old woman. He did not expect that this information dealer had such a grand appearance and seemed to have a very high status in the world.
He Yufei and Zhang Xiaolong walked over and proactively greeted: "Sister Ping, long time no see. You are getting stronger and stronger."
Sister Ping looked at it and said with a smile: "It turns out to be the eight monkeys of the Zhang family!"
He Yufei shook his head and said: "I am now the Nine Monkeys, and another myna has joined me. Sister Ping, this is my myna, Zhang Xiaolong."
Zhang Xiaolong took the initiative to say hello: "Sister Ping, hello."
Sister Ping shook her head and smiled: "By the way, I almost forgot, Zhang Feng's newly recognized old man, Zhang Xiaolong, nicknamed Landlord, is the master of Long Hall in City A, and the vice president of Pinlan Society. Zhang Feng is so lucky! Mr.
He gave birth to a good son."
As expected of someone who plays with information, he knows so much!
"You're flattered." Zhang Xiaolong smiled.
Sister Ping entered the venue, and everyone in the venue took the initiative to give up their seats in the middle. Sister Ping asked Zhang Xiaolong and He Yufei to sit next to them, and asked the host with a smile: "When will the Black Bull Challenge start?"
The host replied respectfully: "Black Bull's challenge is the finale of tonight. He will challenge twelve boxers in a row and challenge the highest record in his career. I believe you will like it."
"Oh!" Sister Ping nodded with satisfaction.
After the game in the field, the host announced loudly: "Tonight's final challenge, the challenger is the king of our underground boxing world, Black Bull. He will challenge the twelve boxers to challenge the rest of his career.
The highest challenge record.”
The audience went crazy, and they began to bet on how many games the Black Bull could last. Because most of the guests bet on whether the Black Bull could last ten or eleven games, they quickly adjusted the bet count.
Sister Ping turned to Zhang Xiaolong and asked, "You won't mind if I call you Lao Ba."
"It's up to you. If you call me landlord, I think it will be more cordial." Zhang Xiaolong's tone was harmonious because he wanted to ask for help.
"Landlord? Your nickname is really special." Sister Ping pointed to the boxing ring.
A tall black man came out of the preparation room. He took off his coat and shoes, climbed into the cage casually, and made several postures inside, showing off his steel-like spirit.
Lean muscles.
"He is Black Bull, the king of the underground boxing world." Sister Ping introduced proudly, as if she was introducing her own treasure to others.
Hei Niu swung the two knife legs and the high-pressure leg at will, and a scalp-numbing "hoo, hoo" sound filled the air, which showed how amazing the power and speed of Hei Niu's legs were.
Zhang Xiaolong praised: "This gentleman is very good, he has strength and speed."
Sister Ping suddenly changed the topic and asked: "Do you know what my last name is?" A strange question, Zhang Xiaolong felt sensitively that this old woman knew a lot of things, could it be...
Zhang Xiaolong asked speculatively: "What is your last name?"
"Smart?" He Ping nodded and whispered: "I am one of the ten knights of the Jazz Club. You came to me to ask me about He Yaoren?"
Zhang Xiaolong's heart tightened, this jazz club was too magical.
Seeing Zhang Xiaolong's face darken, He Ping pointed at the Black Bull in the boxing ring and said: "As long as your people can beat the Black Bull, I will tell you the information about He Yaoren. In fact, I have long disliked him.
"
Zhang Xiaolong thought to himself: "It turns out that the Jazz Club is not unified!" It's not surprising if you think about it carefully. The top leaders of large organizations have the same intentions. The platinum members in the Pinlan Club are always in intrigues and often fight with each other.
The blood flow was broken, and Zhang Xiaolong often fought against his own people.
He Ping said angrily: "If your people can't even solve this problem, then stop messing around and find a place to hide."
Zhang Xiaolong waved the host over and said coldly: "Arrange for me to play the first game with Hei Niu. Also, I bet that Hei Niu won't get through the first game, so I bet fifty million dollars."
The host was stunned for a moment, but quickly responded.
Hei Niu's original first opponent was driven back as soon as he came out of the preparation area. Zhang Xiaolong took off his coat, took off his leader and climbed in from the entrance of the boxing ring.
The audience all around held their breaths, their eyes sparkling with excitement. One person asked the people around him in a low voice: "Who is he? Why did you climb in and die by yourself?"
"I don't know? But it's very interesting." My companion replied excitedly.
In the eyes of the audience, Zhang Xiaolong was dead.
The two stood face to face, Zhang Xiaolong said coldly: "Black Bull? Stop talking nonsense, you are dead, and I will make you die very quickly."
Hei Niu looked solemn and snorted a few times. He said angrily: "A young man like you should not enter the boxing ring. I will make you regret having been born."
There was a fat man lying on the barbed wire fence and yelling: "Boy, don't worry about him, he is scaring you, kill him, kill him, break his neck." Then he yelled: "Black cow, break his neck."
Hang him on the fence by his neck." Judging from the man's red cheeks, he was completely drunk.
Qi Fanghang walked over, dragged the fat man and threw him aside, and then kicked several of the young men upside down.
"The game begins." As the host shouted.
Hei Niu rushed towards Zhang Xiaolong, his arms tightly pressed against his body, and the corners of his mouth curved into a weird arc, as if he was smiling or taunting something.
Zhang Xiaolong's body did not move until Hei Niu's body was less than two meters closer to him, then he took a step forward. In the eyes of everyone, this action was absolutely crazy.
Hei Niu originally wanted to kick with his legs, but Zhang Xiaolong suddenly approached, leaving him no time to kick, so he punched out, but before his arm could be straightened, Zhang Xiaolong held down his fist, and then Zhang Xiaolong stepped back.
He pulled him, and then Hei Niu's own impact threw him completely out.
The black cow's body hit the fence hard, and the barbs on the fence stabbed its back to a bloody mess.
Zhang Xiaolong pointed to his head and said sarcastically: "You are really a bull, don't you use your brain when you box?"
"Ah!" Black Bull roared and rushed towards Zhang Xiaolong again.
This time Hei Niu learned the lesson. His impact speed was not very fast, and he only used eight percent of his strength to punch, maintaining a state of being able to send and receive freely. Moreover, every time he punched, he carefully protected his vitals and did not give any blows.
Zhang Xiaolong has a chance.
He Ping, who was watching from outside, said to He Yufei: "Hei Niu has not been so serious for a long time. I hope your brother can save his life."
Sweat broke out on He Yufei's forehead, and he complained secretly that Zhang Xiaolong didn't know his own strength. Even if you can fight, you can't compete with the king of the underground boxing world. If you go up so recklessly, aren't you looking for death?
In the boxing ring, Zhang Xiaolong avoided Hei Niu's attack with nimble steps, and gradually integrated into Hei Niu's attack rhythm. From the outside, it seemed that Zhang Xiaolong was retreating step by step. All the spectators began to shout excitedly: "Kill him,
Kill him!"
But the Black Bull who was attacking was not at all relaxed. His instinct told him that he must keep attacking. If he relaxed even a little, he might suffer a fatal counterattack.
At the moment when Hei Niu returned to defense with his left hand and struck hard with his right hand, Zhang Xiaolong approached again and blocked Hei Niu's about to punch with his shoulder.
"Your fighting style is too old-fashioned." Hei Niu vaguely heard Zhang Xiaolong's cold snort.
Hei Niu felt a huge pain in his shoulder. The punch that was not completely thrown was forcefully withstood, and all the force was reacted on Hei Niu's shoulder.
In an instant, Zhang Xiaolong's right hand passed through Hei Niu's defense like a snake, ruthlessly crushing Hei Niu's throat bone. Hei Niu covered his throat and fell to the ground in pain. His original black skin became more and more...
Purple black.
Zhang Xiaolong did not make up for it, but walked to the sidelines, knocked on the fence and said to the host: "Call the doctor, I'm afraid he won't be able to speak in the future."
"Yes, yes." The host quickly ordered someone to call.
Zhang Xiaolong crawled out from the field, took Qi Fanghang's clothes and put them on, walked up to He Ping and asked with a smile: "Sister Ping, are you satisfied with my performance?"
He Ping's eyes sparkled and she nodded with satisfaction.
However, he said in a regretful tone: "It seems that it will be a long time before I can see Black Bull's performance again."
The look in He Yufei's eyes when he looked at Zhang Xiaolong changed from shock to incomparable admiration. He was engaged in underground boxing matches and had an unspeakable admiration for violence.
He Ping stood up and greeted Zhang Xiaolong: "Let's talk somewhere else, Nine Monkeys, you go back first."
He Yufei responded and left somewhat reluctantly.
From the dirty and dark underground parking lot, back to the glorious civilized world. In the VIP room on the top floor of the casino, He Ping and Zhang Xiaolong were seated as guest and host.
He Pingcai said: "If you want to be an enemy of the entire Jazz Association, I will kill you immediately."
Zhang Xiaolong shook his head and smiled: "No, how can I be an enemy of the entire Jazz Society? I just want to find the murderer of my mother and kill him."
"The person who killed your mother is dead, but the mastermind behind the scenes, Ho Yiu-ren, is still alive. He is secretly directing De Jiang's actions in Myanmar in Singapore." He Ping said without any concealment.
Zhang Xiaolong was a little surprised by the other party's confession. It was too easy.
Zhang Xiaolong stared at He Ping, hoping to see something on her dry face, but all he saw was the ravines left by the years.
He Ping closed her eyes and seemed a little tired. Her bodyguard immediately took a