"The last person to appear is a Japanese..." Seeing Liu Lang asking, Zhou Dapeng couldn't help but replied with some embarrassment. Seeing Liu Lang frowning, he hurriedly explained to his uncle at the Hongyun Boxing Gym who was wearing a mask.
Said: "Originally, after reading the newspapers these days, several Chinese gangs in San Francisco want to do something for China. The Japanese will definitely not enter Chinatown. However, this Japanese who will appear in the end
The swordsman was hired by Tangkou from Japan a month ago with a huge sum of money. We Chinese have the highest commitment, so we can't break our promises. We can only let him continue to play. Those noisy Japanese are the Japanese swordsmen.
companion."
Zhou Dapeng actually had another thought that he didn't say directly. Even if the Chinese fellow villagers didn't cause trouble for the Japanese, he was still ready to cause trouble for them.
Liu Lang had no idea how much of a reaction the photo published in Time Magazine and the story of the Battle of the Great Wall of China had caused in the Chinese community in San Francisco. The relatively small number of Japanese people simply did not dare to go out at night. Once they were alone, they would be counted.
If a huge Chinese man comes into contact, it will definitely be a blast.
As for the police, hehe, no matter what time, space or country, the police are the last creatures to arrive at the scene.
In Chinatown, the most famous gathering place for Chinese people, there is no sign of any Japanese.
The reason why Zhou Dapeng came to be this temporary waiter was, on the one hand, to broaden his horizons, and on the other hand, he was to stand in front of a group of friends. Yes, I overheard my uncle talking about a group of Japanese people coming to the boxing gym.
At that time, the hot-blooded young man Zhou Dapeng invited a group of equally hot-blooded Chinese friends to come and beat the Japanese sap.
Of course, the premise must be that the Japanese swordsman who came to participate in the unrestricted fighting match was beaten. Zhou Dapeng was not stupid. He knew that although his side had a large number of people, he was a master. However, it was still possible to beat up the drowned dog.
In the alley outside the boxing gym, Zhou Dapeng's group of friends were fully prepared with bricks and sacks, waiting for the signal from Zhou Dapeng who was observing the situation well.
Looking at it now, the Russian soldiers are so fierce that the Japanese swordsmen will definitely be beaten by the rhythm of the hammer, otherwise Zhou Dapeng would not be so confident that he can help the fat fellow to vent his bad breath.
"Oh? That's it. Since there is still a kid on the scene, I can't leave. I have to see the kid being beaten." A trace of anger flashed across Liu Lang's face.
Liu Lang is not a rookie like Zhou Dapeng. According to this order of appearance, the boxers who come out are stronger than the last. The Japanese swordsman who can appear in the finale is definitely a master, at least a master who is not inferior to the Russian fighters.
Otherwise, the famous Chinese gang would not have hired him to cross the ocean and come to the United States thousands of miles away.
In the all-out war in time and space, not only were the soldiers of the two countries fighting each other, but the semi-civilian organization Black Dragon Society of the island country also participated with all their strength. Whether it was northern China, southern China, the Central Plains or even the southern battlefield, those so-called swordsmen and ninjas
But they were all involved, and countless Chinese died under their swords.
Now, a so-called Japanese master actually came here. It would be a good trip to come to the United States to make money and kill little Japs at the same time. Liu Lang's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"That's right! China Liu, I know you hate the Japanese very much, so I brought you to see how the Japanese were beaten in the ring. You see, the Russian fighters are so powerful, why don't we give it another shot and beat the previous ones?
Can you make back the money you lost?" The American cousin, who was a little disappointed when he saw Liu Lang suddenly stopped leaving, suddenly smiled and said "sincerely" again.
You have to be sincere! In fact, after all, the above is just trivial. The real trap is coming out now! He has already obtained information from San Chengshan, and the Japanese swordsman is the best in these games. As for
That Russian prisoner of war, a master who wants to leave, no matter how good his skills are, what's the use? It can even be said that the first few fighting matches are all foreshadowing for this last one. The stronger Nicholas Caesar is, the more powerful he will be in the last one.
The more people bet on him.
Of course, in order to obtain this information, the American cousin not only paid a hundred thousand dollars in remuneration, but also agreed that he would not bet. Of course, if the friends he brought lost enough, he could also share 4%
Ten commissions.
As for whether he is afraid of his American cousin cheating or betraying him, the top Chinese gang in the United States has really never been afraid of anyone, not even if he is the heir to the Ross family, and his American cousin knows this very well.
Although he knew that it was unwise to mess with the Chinese gang, his American cousin, who was blinded by jealousy, no longer cared about it. Liu Lang only lost 300,000 US dollars, which was not enough to make him angry.
"No rush." Liu Lang sat down again and said confidently: "The five million US dollars I brought with me today will definitely make Hongyun Boxing Gym lose its pants."
"Five million US dollars..." Zhou Dapeng's heart almost burst.
He really wanted to say: My brother, can we not brag? You have to use a car to tow five million US dollars in cash!
However, everyone around Liu Lang, including his American cousin, acted as if they were taking it for granted, which made Zhou Dapeng feel extremely funny. These people must have all run away from the mental hospital!
Thinking that he had been chatting with a few crazy people for a long time, Zhou Dapeng collapsed a little.
"Chinese, five million US dollars? Have you emptied your Chinese treasury?" A very strange voice with a strong disdain came from a few meters away.
"You bitch, if I had you, would you eat shit?" Young Master Fan had such a bad temper that he stood up and spat at several Japanese people he had wanted to beat for a long time.
"Baga, are all Chinese people so uneducated?" A Japanese man wearing a plaid suit and bow legs shouted at Liu Lang and others with a red face.
"You can be well-educated for people, but do you think it's necessary for animals?" Young Master Fan retorted.
"Baga, Baga." The man in the ring cursed angrily.
In this era, the Chinese, who have experienced more than ten years of domestic war, are lagging behind Japan in industry and economy, but when it comes to swearing, ten Japanese are no match for one Chinese. In terms of their vocabulary for swearing, they are really poor.
Too poor.
"Come on, little devil, this is a casino anyway, do you want us to bet first? If we do, what will you do?" Liu Lang smiled coldly.
"My name is not little devil, my name is Kameda Ichiro."
"Then little turtle, little turtle, stop talking nonsense, do you dare to bet?"
Attracted by the noise of several people, the crowd of people eating melon burst into laughter. The waiters faithfully acted as translators.
The ringed man's face suddenly turned purple.
"Baga, if you don't, then all of you will kneel down and apologize to us, the people of the Empire of Japan." Kameda Ichiro was really going crazy with that poisonous-tongued fat Chinese man.
"What if there is?"
"We apologize to you."
"We don't need the dog's apology, but we can have the dog's money." Liu Lang shook his head and refused.
"What do you want?"
"Fifty thousand dollars, plus an arm for each of you, if we can't come up with it, with the same conditions, we are four of you, and no one will suffer." Liu Lang said coldly.
Zhou Dapeng......
He finally determined that this was really a bunch of nerves...
Especially this fat fellow is a god in his nerves.