In the Golden Triangle, Zhang Yu had a plaster on his arm and was sitting on the sofa, listening to herbal tea and reporting on the latest situation outside.
"Young Master Yu, many forces are now urging us to send people to fight quickly. If we continue to refuse to fight, we will consider us giving up and admitting defeat," Liangcha said with a wry smile.
"Abstain and admit defeat, huh, and then they want to merge with us without spending a single soldier, with one shot and one bullet. Tell them to wait for three more days. If anyone is not convinced, they can try to move," Zhang Yu laughed evilly, his eyes filled with tears. It's a cool color.
Zhang Yu has been really angry in recent days. He did not expect that the influence of the American Luxley family would be so great that it almost made him a public enemy of the Golden Triangle.
If it weren't for that big guy's support, no force would have dared to push too hard, and Zhang Yu and others would have been driven out of the Golden Triangle by their cooperation.
"Okay," Liangcha nodded: "When will Zero come over?"
"It should be soon," Zhang Yu didn't know exactly when Xiao Feng would be able to come to the Golden Triangle. He was under a lot of pressure now, and it was not easy to delay it for three days.
"Young Master Yu, the arena has started again, and it's the American fighting king who's coming on," Li Huo came in from outside and said to Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Is he finally going to take action? Come on, let's go take a look."
Know yourself and know your enemy and you will never be in danger. Zhang Yu has already suspected that the American fighting champion and the Muay Thai boxing champion should both belong to the Luxri family. The fighting king did not take action before, and just one Muay Thai boxing champion swept away all the forces.
Now that the King of Fighters is about to come on stage, Zhang Yu will naturally not miss this opportunity. He wants to find out his details and what plans he can make by then.
Zhang Yu and his party drove three cars and left the base in a mighty manner, heading towards the arena. When they got there, they saw that the scene was already crowded and extremely lively.
Although Zhang Yu's situation has not been good recently, no one dared to underestimate him. When they saw General Yu coming, they all got out of the way to avoid getting into trouble with him.
Without saying a word, Zhang Yu walked toward the VIP seats next to the central arena with butterflies, six-pointed stars, etc., attracting almost everyone's attention.
In fact, it is said that it is a VIP seat, but it is just a shed to protect it from wind, rain and sun, and it is not much different from other seats.
When Zhang Yu led people to their VIP table, they found that someone was already sitting there with an arrogant look on his face, staring at Zhang Yu and others from far away with contempt.
Zhang Yu stopped, looked at Curly Hair sitting on his seat, narrowed his eyes slightly: "Get down,"
"What, please speak louder, I didn't hear you," Curly said deliberately, fiddling with his hair.
"Get down," Zhang Yu said again, but his tone was very cold.
"Come on, General Yu is so majestic. Huh, don't take it seriously..." Curly Mao just said this when he heard a gunshot and his words stopped abruptly. A blood hole appeared on his forehead, and there was blood. Flowed out.
The crisp sound of the gunshot startled the people waiting around to watch the excitement. Looking at the blood hole on Curly's forehead, they felt a chill in their hearts. General Yu was still so strong.
After the curly haired people were stunned, they roared and raised their guns, wanting to avenge Curly Hair. However, before they could raise their guns, the black muzzles were already pointed at them.
Zhang Yu's face was indifferent, he slowly retracted the gun and blew out the smoke from the muzzle without even looking at the body, as if he didn't kill the person at all.
"Aren't we going to compete in the ring? Let's continue," Zhang Yu looked around and sneered in his heart.
The people around him hurriedly looked back and were busy with their own affairs, no longer looking over here. The people who were a little eager to make a move at first were all honest at this time. The skinny camel was beaten to death by the horse, not to mention that General Yu was not thin yet. Die.
Zhang Yu kicked Curly Mao's body off the chair and pointed at his men: "Take his body and get out."
Seeing that Zhang Yu was still so strong, Curly Mao's men didn't dare to stay too long, and ran away carrying a corpse without even daring to say a word about the situation.
Everyone around shook their heads. Curly Hair died in vain, but he deserved it. Who told him not to grow a brain?
Zhang Yu sat down on the chair and looked towards the central arena. At this time, there were two people on it who were competing in a one-on-one duel. The level was not very high, so he had no desire to continue watching.
Zhang Yu came here today purely for the American fighting king: "When that guy comes on stage, call me." After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, and began to rest.
About an hour later, there were shouts all around. Zhang Yu opened his eyes and looked at the ring attentively. Sure enough, he saw the American fighting king appear.
On the ring, a blond white man jumped up. He was slender and tall, with a strong body. When he moved a little, his massive muscles kept shaking~ He was wearing a big red cloak, which made him look particularly coquettish.
The fighting king raised his hands high, looked around, and finally rested his eyes on Zhang Yu, showing a provocative smile. Then he raised his hand, pointed at him, hooked his hand again, and finally thrust his thumb down.
Such a provocative and slap-in-the-face gesture only caused Zhang Yu's expression to change slightly, but there was no reaction at all.
Seeing that Zhang Yu was not fooled, the fighting king said nothing more. In three days at most, the Golden Triangle would be controlled by his Luxili family.
"Damn it, if it wasn't the last chance left, I would have wanted to go up and play with him," Liangcha said with murderous intent on her face.
"Calm down, wait until Brother Feng comes, they are all just trying to trick you," Zhang Yu said calmly.
Although Zhang Yu knows Xiao Feng's strength, even if he recovers, he can't be the opponent of these two people, but didn't he bring a master? The person he can call a master must be Wuming, the level of three kills. Bar.
"Yeah," Liangcha and others nodded.
The one who faced off against the King of Fighters was a man from an established force in the Golden Triangle, known as the ‘Eagle King’. He was very good at practicing the eagle claw skill. Not only could he break mountains and rocks, but if someone was caught by him, his intestines would be torn to pieces.
When the time came, the Eagle King came up from the side, wiped his cockscomb, and looked at the Fighting King: "I heard that your strength is equal to that of the Muay Thai King,"
"Haha, I can beat you more than enough," the Fighting King did not directly answer the Eagle King's words, but said in a calm tone.
"Okay, very good, then let's give it a try. When I get down on you, I will challenge the Muay Thai champion one-on-one," the Eagle King said coldly and showed a starting move.
The Fighting King took off his red cloak, moved his body, and pointed at the Eagle King: "In three minutes, I will let you lie down and get out of the ring."
"Hmph," the Eagle King snorted coldly, bent his legs, exerted force, and pounced on the Fighting King like an eagle.
Zhang Yu and others looked at the arena attentively. As the saying goes, when an expert makes a move, there is nothing left to do. The Eagle King's move alone can make them shocked. He is indeed a master.
‘Bang’, the Fighting King grabbed the Eagle King’s arm with his hand, and then punched him.
The Eagle King screamed inwardly and retreated violently. He did not expect the Fighting King to react so quickly. He took a few steps back and dodged the sharp blow. When he looked at the Fighting King again, his face was serious and he did not dare to look down upon him anymore.
"Eagle King, kill him," a veteran general yelled from below.
The Eagle King nodded, and moved again, with one move of the goshawk attacking the rabbit, and the eagle's claws covering the Fighting King. One strike was for the chest, and the other was for the throat. As long as one of the strikes was effective, it would be a fatal blow to the opponent.
The Fighting King also felt the pressure. He took half a step back, avoided the blow to the throat, and punched the Eagle King in the abdomen.
‘Bang’, as soon as the Eagle King’s hand touched the Fighting King’s chest, he punched him away.
While people were in the air, Eagle King realized a serious mistake, that is, the bodies of Easterners and Westerners are fundamentally different. Westerners have longer arms.
‘Poof’, the Fighting King struck hard, injuring the Eagle King’s internal organs. As soon as he landed, he could no longer suppress it and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The Fighting King looked down at the blood marks on his chest, and his face was gloomy. He did not expect that he would be injured by this Lao Shizi Eagle King. He had already decided that he must destroy the Eagle King to give himself a vent.
"The Eagle King is about to be completely defeated, and he will probably be deposed," Zhang Yu said, having been in Shafeng for so long, his eyesight was extraordinary, and he could naturally tell that the Fighting King had murderous intentions.
"Ahem, well, the fighting power of the fighting king should be no less than that of the Muay Thai king," Butterfly coughed a few times and nodded.
While the two were talking, the Fighting King launched a series of fierce attacks, causing the Eagle King to continuously retreat, unable to form an effective counterattack at all, and retreated step by step to the edge of the ring.
‘Bang’, the Fighting King finally caught a flaw and punched the Eagle King in the chest, then kicked out his right foot hard, hitting his shoulder.
With two "clicks", the Eagle King flew out, hit the ground hard, vomited blood, and fainted.
Zhang Yu turned his attention to the Eagle King and saw that his chest had been collapsed by a punch, and the Fighting King's last kick also completely shattered his shoulder. The arm was considered useless, even if it was healed , I guess I won’t be able to practice the Eagle Claw Kung Fu either.
"He is also a ruthless person," Zhang Yu said, then stood up and said, "Let's go,"
"Okay," Butterfly and others have a basic understanding of King of Fighters and don't want to stay any longer.
"General Yu," the fighting king shouted at Zhang Yu's back, speaking weird Chinese.
Zhang Yu stopped and did not look back.
"I hope you can find someone for the final duel as soon as possible, otherwise, I will break your other arm," the fighting king said arrogantly.
A smile appeared on Zhang Yu's lips, looking a little ferocious: "Haha, if you have the ability, come down and interrupt me now. If you don't have the ability, just shut up." After saying that, he left without looking back.
The fighting king looked at Zhang Yu's back with a gloomy expression. It wasn't that he didn't want to kill Zhang Yu, but he didn't have the guts to kill Zhang Yu in the ring. Then no one could say anything, but if he killed Zhang Yu in the ring, That would cause a huge backlash from their side, which would affect the entire high-level game situation.
If the overall situation was affected by killing Zhang Yu, the consequences would not be something he, a fighting king, could afford, even though he was one of the most important guests in the Luxili family.
