A brother's love lasts a lifetime, and a brother's love lasts a lifetime.
When Xiao Feng saw Zhang Yu again, looking at his injured arm, a surge of anger suddenly rose in his heart. He wished he could go to the Muay Thai champion right now and destroy all his arms and three legs.
"Brother Feng," Zhang Yu felt a little guilty. Brother Feng had left this huge matter to him, but he failed.
Xiao Feng suppressed the anger in his heart and patted Zhang Yu on the shoulder: "Okay, Xiao Yuzi, as long as you are fine, everything else is fine."
"Brother Feng, Cha Heng came to see me,"
"Who is Cha Heng?" Xiao Feng was stunned.
"It's the Muay Thai King," Zhang Yu explained.
Xiao Feng nodded: "What are you doing here?"
"He's here to make a deal," Zhang Yu then told him exactly what happened when Cha Heng came to him.
At this moment, Butterfly, Six-Pointed Star, Herbal Tea, Evil Wind members and others also got the news and rushed over one after another. They all shook their heads and felt ashamed to face Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng glanced at them and couldn't help but be happy: "Everyone has his head down and is listless. What's going on?"
"Brother Feng, I'm sorry, we..."
"Okay, I know what you are thinking. I don't blame you. Really, that's how things are. If I were here, I would agree. After all, the situation forces me to say that my skills are inferior to others. Haha, I'm not here to help. Have you found a place?" Xiao Feng said with a smile.
Zhang Yu thought of something, looked at Xiao Feng and asked hurriedly: "Brother Feng, is the master you are talking about three kills?"
"No, he doesn't go to the ring," Xiao Feng shook his head.
"Who is the master?" Zhang Yu was stunned. Except for the three kills, it seemed that no one else could be the opponent of the Muay Thai King and the Fighting King.
"It's far away in the horizon, but it's so close in front of you," Xiao Feng smiled proudly.
"You," Zhang Yu's eyes widened, while Butterfly and others also stared at Xiao Feng with strange eyes, wondering what kind of airplane he was doing.
"Hey, what are you guys looking at? Why, can't I be a master?" Xiao Feng said with feigned anger.
Zhang Yu looked at Xiao Feng for a few times: "Brother Feng, if I remember correctly, even if you use the hu4 detoxifying serum to return to peak condition, you will have about the same fighting power as the No. 3 Demon Sword. We have all gone to see the Muay Thai King." The fighting power of the two fighting kings is similar to that of Kuang Zhan. Even if Kuang Zhan is slightly stronger, it won't be much better."
"Damn," Xiao Feng slapped Zhang Yu's head: "What's the matter, can't you, Brother Feng, and I not be able to level up and be awesome?"
"Upgrade," Zhang Yu twitched the corner of his mouth: "You are playing an online game, and you still upgrade..."
Xiao Feng was too lazy to say more. Facts speak louder than words. When he takes the stage and defeats the Muay Thai champion, he will let them know that he is now a very impressive figure.
"Okay, if you don't believe it, forget it. Just let me know, I will make an appointment with the Muay Thai champion today. As for the master, you don't have to worry, you will know when the time comes," Xiao Feng could only say this because he was afraid that they would ask more questions.
"Let's fight today, no need to take a break,"
"No, if I don't cripple this Muay Thai champion, I'm holding my breath and can't sleep well," Xiao Feng said pretentiously.
"Okay, what about the King of Fighters?"
"Let's deal with it together," Xiao Feng thought for a while and said.
Dealing with it, Zhang Yu and others all rolled their eyes, hoping that the expert Xiao Feng found was reliable. If he lost again, he would really have to pack up his clothes and run away. Of course, no one would dare to force him unless he left. Leave, but when you come out to hang out, the most important thing is your face, and your willingness to accept defeat. If you don't leave if you lose, then how can you still hang out in the Golden Triangle in the future?
"Hurry up and say something, what are you waiting for?" Xiao Feng urged when he saw everyone standing there.
"Oh," Liangcha ran out quickly.
"Xiao Yuzi, how is your arm? Open it and let me take a look at it and apply some medicine." Xiao Feng took out the medicine prepared by Nangong Ji and prepared to give it to Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu nodded: "Okay," he said, opening the layers of gauze.
Xiao Feng had been injured for a long time and had become a doctor. He touched Zhang Yu's injury with his hand, and a murderous intent flashed across his face. He had struck hard enough. It is estimated that even if he recovered, his arm would not be as flexible as before, and he would be in a state of semi-disablement. status.
Fortunately, Xiao Feng has the medicine prepared by Nangong Ji. As long as it is applied, he will recover to the greatest extent without worrying about any sequelae.
Xiao Feng applied the medicine to Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu only felt a cooling sensation and couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Feng, this medicine is really effective. It doesn't hurt so much anymore. It feels cool and refreshing."
"Haha, that is the exclusive secret recipe prepared by the miracle doctor," Xiao Feng smiled and threw the medicine bottle to Zhang Yu: "Isn't the butterfly also injured? If it is external injury, just apply it on her. If it is internal injury, use this Let's go." After saying that, he took out another medicine bottle.
"Brother Feng, I feel like you are like a charlatan now, carrying so many medicines with you," Zhang Yu couldn't help but laugh.
Xiao Feng smiled and didn't say much, but murmured in his heart that he didn't know how his recovery was going. Nangong Ji's medicine was very effective and could save lives at critical times, so he pestered Nangong Ji to get more.
News of Zhang Yu's third challenge spread, but unfortunately, Cha Heng was not here and went to Thailand. Instead, the fighting king said that he would challenge Zhang Yu's masters, otherwise he would let them get out as soon as possible. .
"Brother Feng, what do you think?" Zhang Yu went to Xiao Feng and told him about the Fighting King's letter of challenge.
After hearing this, Xiao Feng sneered: "It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married. Since he wants to die, let's give him a ride."
"You mean, let's go fight,"
"Of course, I have nothing to do anyway. It's very satisfying to be able to destroy the masters of the Luxili family." Xiao Feng patted Zhang Yu on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's go now,"
Zhang Yu nodded: "Okay,"
A group of people and four cars came to the place where the arena was set up again. It was still the same as last time. As soon as Zhang Yu got out of the car, he became the center of attention. Most people's eyes were on them, trying to find the so-called master. where.
Undoubtedly, Sansha is the most attractive. With his whole body covered in black robes and a devil mask on his face, he looks unusual.
"Could it be that he is the master Zhang Yu found?" Many people speculated after looking at the three kills.
The more experienced one frowned. Judging from the pace of three kills, he was definitely a master. Maybe he could really make a comeback.
"It's quite lively," Xiao Feng said with a harmless smile on his face. He only nodded and said hello to everyone.
Zhang Yu and others arrived just after the fact. The King of Fighters was arranging a battle in the ring. His opponent was a lean man, but he was very fast, like a slippery loach.
"Brother Feng, sit down," Zhang Yu and others came to the VIP table. They didn't bother to provoke Zhang Yu today. Curly Mao's fate was vivid in his mind, and Curly Mao's blood was still stained on the ground...
"Well," Xiao Feng nodded, sat down, looked at the fighting king in the ring, and cursed: "Fuck, he is wearing a pair of red pants, he is too coquettish,"
Zhang Yu snorted: "Not only does he have red pants, he also has a red cloak."
On the ring, the fighting king finally became impatient and glanced at a cigar standing beside the ring, which was already half-burned.
"Hey, Xiao Yuzi, what is that thing for?" Xiao Feng's sharp eyes noticed the burning cigar.
"Oh, that's the habit of the fighting king. After taking the field, no matter what enemy he is, he will defeat him within the time of a cigar, which shows how strong he is," Zhang Yu glanced at him and explained.
"A cigar, hum..." Xiao Feng smiled playfully, "It's a bit interesting."
‘Bang’, as he spoke, the fighting king finally found an opportunity and punched the lean man in the chest.
There was a sound of cracking bones, and the lean man flew straight out of the ring. He vomited blood in the air and hit the ground. He was taking in less air and outgoing more air. He was about to die.
After the fighting king made several victory gestures, he looked in the direction of Zhang Yu and others, raised his middle finger, then turned around and jumped off the ring to rest.
"Damn, he's getting more and more arrogant," Zhang Yu couldn't help but curse.
Xiao Feng smiled, but an evil fire also burst out in his heart. Although it was not this fighting king who injured Zhang Yu, his provocation still taught him an indelible lesson.
"What's there for?" Xiao Feng pointed to a place full of people.
"For those who place bets, the ring is equivalent to underground black boxing. Naturally, many people want to place bets. However, the difference is that if the winner is the winner, they can get half of the bet," Zhang Yu explained to Xiao Feng again.
Xiao Feng was happy: "That is to say, half of the bet will be given to the winner,"
"That's right,"
"How big or small is the bet? Don't make it three hundred or two hundred yuan, that would be meaningless."
"How is it possible? Everyone who comes here is a prominent figure in the Golden Triangle. How can you play for three hundred and two hundred? Let's put it this way, the fighting king's ring will definitely not be less than fifty million,"
"Only 50 million," Xiao Feng curled his lips. Recently, he made money in units of 100 million, and it was in US dollars, pounds, or 50 million yuan. He really looked down upon it.
"Haha, it's actually not that small. If the disparity between the two sides is too big, the odds will be huge. It will be easy to double it several times."
Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, you can help me buy 500 million later. No, buy 300 million. If it's too much, don't scare them anymore,"
"Pfft, three hundred million," Zhang Yu's eyes widened.
"Well, hurry up and buy it. The King of Fighters is showing off again, and I'm going up too," Xiao Feng said, threw a bank card to Zhang Yu, stood up and walked towards the ring.
"Holy crap, no, it's really Brother Feng," Zhang Yu turned to look at Sansha, who nodded: "He's really upgraded,"
"..." Zhang Yu was excited. Since he said so for the three kills, it seems that Brother Feng is really awesome and not just pretending.
On the ring, the fighting king lit up his cigar and looked at Xiao Feng who came up: "You are the master Zhang Yu found. Hmm, I can finish you off in just one cigar."
"Haha..." Xiao Feng smiled faintly, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a puff: "One cigarette will ruin you,"
