"...Today's weather is more suitable for outings, camping, chatting, barbecues, etc. It will be very comfortable. Or you can go to the amusement park. A new one will be opened in the east of the city after the year. I heard it is quite large. The inside
There are many attractions, including roller coasters, jumping machines, and haunted houses. They are all quite exciting, right? You don’t necessarily have to watch a fight..."
"No, auntie, I want to watch a fight in the ring. I'm very brave and I won't be scared."
"This is not a matter of courage, it's just that your current age is not suitable for watching this...Brother Liang, you are a professional, please tell me whether mixed martial arts is suitable for children to watch."
"Well……"
In the Mercedes-Benz car, in the driver's and co-pilot's positions, Brother Liang and Tang Chao, who had just returned from their trip yesterday, looked at each other. Through the rearview mirror, they looked behind Xie Wei, who was holding his arms around his shoulders and was obviously not in a good mood, and Tangdou, who had a coquettish look on his face.
They all couldn't help but smile bitterly.
How should I put this? Today, Saturday morning, they are on their way to the stadium to watch the mixed martial arts competition that has started for two or three days. This is an itinerary planned early in the morning, weekend activities, including Xie Wei at that time
Agreed.
But yesterday, Xie Wei heard the news from somewhere. There was a serious injury in the mixed martial arts competition. The injured person was a local martial artist in Lingjiang. As for the attacker, it seemed that he was a Thai fighter. Of course, this is not important.
, the important thing is that the injury scene seems to be very tragic and bloody, which makes Xie Wei unable to accept it. Considering that Tangdou is still young, there is a scene of temporary change of heart and constant dissuasion.
It sounded like he was concerned. After hearing this, Tang Chao wanted to give some advice, but what should I say? He hadn't seen Mr. Yang in the past two days, so he didn't know what the so-called injury was. In addition, the little girl was looking forward to many activities this weekend.
Damn it, it seemed that I still had an appointment with my classmates, so I had no choice but to remain silent.
Of course, Xie Wei didn't expect him to help. In the former's view, he was probably the culprit of this trip, and at the end he was also an accomplice...
Finally, in the midst of the coquettish tug-of-war, the two people in the back seat reluctantly agreed that as long as there was serious injury, such as blood splattering on the ring, the weekend event would be temporarily canceled. In fact, Xie Wei wanted to agree to withdraw in case of injury, but
After all, the little girl is still smart, knowing that it is impossible not to get hurt in a fight, and sees through her aunt's language trap.
Arriving at the stadium, a few people got off the bus and did not call Mr. Yang. They had tickets. They arrived a bit late. Most of the audience had already entered the stadium, so there was no queue. Before entering the stadium, Tang Chao looked up at the suspension
The banner above the ticket gate warmly celebrates the success of Grimmer XX MMA... It's a bit shabby.
It’s also expected. If you don’t mention Grimmer, the brand is not very famous and its influence is limited. Just talking about fighting, it is a niche event in China. Those who love it are very concerned about it, and those who don’t love it have probably never heard of it. Fortunately
China has a large population, and even the minority is a very large proportion. Once you enter the venue, there are indeed a lot of spectators, and regardless of how many of them are ticket holders, at least the surrounding seats are full.
The atmosphere was not bad either. The fight had already started in the arena. It looked like a duel between Sanda and boxing. The scenes of physical fists were very arousing to the emotions of the audience. From time to time, there were uniform exclamations. However, looking at the whole venue, I always felt that there was a lack of action.
Something happened...it was a media reporter carrying a camera and a microphone.
That's not to say there aren't any. There are quite a few in the interview area, but most of them are foreign reporters with obvious physical features. There are very few local media in Lingjiang, only two or three kittens, and they are not even print media such as TV stations or newspapers.
, but an online media that is not very influential at this stage.
This is not just a minority issue, it is mainly related to national conditions. Domestic officials generally do not promote such events, and sometimes ignore them intentionally or unintentionally. The reason for this will not be explained, but everyone understands.
After finding the seats in the front row, Xie Wei and the others sat down, while Tang Chao said hello and stood up to leave. Mr. Yang was here, so it would be fine if he didn't say hello before, but it would be inappropriate not to say hello to him after he came in. However, Tang Chao had just left the seat.
Within the range, bursts of noise suddenly came to my ears. If I listened carefully, the boos were clearly made up of national curses in various accents.
Tang Chao subconsciously turned his head. There was no Chinese warrior standing on the stage. There was a burly European and American boxer, and an Asian with yellow skin who was doing a Muay Thai kick. Well, it should be a Thai player... Who is he scolding?
A few seats away, a few middle-aged men who looked like bosses who came with them suddenly stood up, their faces flushed and excited,
"Grass mud horse! Thai guy!"
"People don't understand what you're scolding... Why did I forget to hire a Thai translator? I clearly remembered it yesterday. I can't control it anymore. It's all foreign... Fake squid! How dare you act arrogantly on our territory.
, I’ll ruin your bastard——”
"Lao Jiang, didn't you say that your bodyguard is a good fighter and a retired special forces soldier? He found an opportunity to deal with these Thai guys. If he is disabled, I will pay for your medical expenses!"
"I just thought, these Thai guys are either playing games or going back to the hotel every day. They are so cowardly that they can't find any opportunities!"
"I'm not sure if I'll find a chance... Yesterday, Master Yan was not an unknown person. He was very famous in Lingjiang. He practiced Yanmen Quan, which is passed down from his family. When he was young, he also learned Sanda. He had a hot temper. It was reported a few years ago that
He almost missed and killed someone... but as you saw, he couldn't hold on for two rounds. He was knocked unconscious in the ring, and I don't know how many bones were broken. I still haven't woken up yet..."
"Lao He, why are you talking about this? Isn't it to give others prestige..."
"I'm just talking about the matter. These Thai guys are doing something dirty. Yesterday, Master Fang lost his ability to resist and received a heavy blow... Is your Muay Thai so powerful? Look, even the foreign devils on the stage can't bear it.
Remember to whip your legs, I’m scared..."
"That's awesome! Damn it, it's so frustrating to watch. I'll go out and have a cigarette..."
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Tang Chao thought about it, looked back at the Muay Thai fighter on the stage who was launching a fierce attack, raised his eyebrows, and walked around the audience.
There was a big man guarding the backstage entrance, a security officer from Xie Jianping's company. Tang Chao originally wanted to let him in and let him know, but the big man looked Tang Chao up and down, nodded, and let him in.
Inside is a resting and preparation area for players from various countries or boxing types. Tang Chao found the place where the Chinese boxers were, and at the same time, he remembered who the familiar looking man at the door was. It seemed that he was the one brought by Xie Wei and Xie Jianping when they recognized their relatives last year.
One of the two bodyguards, well, the one he fucked up... what a fate!
With emotion, Tang Chao stood at the door and looked inside. It was noisy here too.
"Why don't you feel well? I'm just afraid of those Thai guys and want to quit the competition! If you're beaten, why should I learn boxing or practice martial arts? Wouldn't it be better to go home and raise pigs?"
"Now is not the time to talk about this. Lao Shen, calm down and think of a way to deal with those Thai guys."
"What are you thinking? Have you made up your mind after sitting here for a long time? They are clearly trying to step on us and make that Muay Thai gym famous. Of course, those outsiders can ignore it, and the boxing gym is not open in the city.
They just quit the competition if they want to. In the end, we are not the unlucky ones... How will it be spread outside that your Lingjiang martial arts world is in disgrace and you are suppressed by a bunch of Thai guys and can't hold your head up!"
"Old Shen, you are a mad dog. How can you catch and bite whom? I am willing to see someone sitting on my head and shitting and peeing?"
"Okay, stop saying a few words and let the children laugh at your age... Don't stand around here. Who should go up to fight in the next fight? Go and prepare first... Lao Yan, your family's martial arts master,
Do you have any chance against those Thai guys?"
"That's terrible. He fought against Master Fang Hu and Fang two years ago, and he couldn't win or lose... I've done some research on Muay Thai. It's basically about training from a young age to hone the muscles and bones. The training is cruel, and the human body's potential is infinitely squeezed. It's extremely powerful when you're fighting.
Big, but once you pass thirty-five or forty, the reaction will come, and it’s not uncommon to be scrapped... So don’t look at the Thai guys who came here this time, most of them are twenty years old, I heard that the youngest is only ten
How old are they, but their bodies, muscles, and competitive status are all close to their peak state. Most of our famous boxers here are over forty years old, and their physical fitness in all aspects is deteriorating.
It will be difficult to win again..."
"What about Hua Hai? His physical fitness is the best among the younger generation. Is there any hope of winning against him?"
"I don't know if there is any hope. The key is that his family won't let him come out to play. His father called me last night and asked me not to arrange for his son to play..."
Most of the people in the room were elderly, shaking their heads and sighing. Mr. Yang sat in the middle and remained silent. After noticing something, he raised his head to meet Tang Chao's gaze. He was startled, and then stood up to say hello to the people around him.
Walk out the door.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Tang, I forgot to pick you up...how did you get in? Where's the little jelly bean?"
"It's okay, we came in with an elder, and Tang Dou is accompanying us." Tang Chao raised his head and gestured to the room, "Mr. Yang, is... something happened?"
"Oh, don't mention it..." Just as he was about to say that, a middle-aged man in his forties walked out of the rest room next door. He had a burly body and a resolute face. He walked up to him, first nodded friendly towards Tang Chao, and then looked at him.
Xiang Lao Yang said firmly, "Master, I choose to fight!"
This man Tang Chao knew, his name was Xu Sheng, was Mr. Yang’s personal disciple, and now worked as an instructor in the police force. He had met Tang Chao a few times, at Jiangyue Mansion, and among Mr. Yang’s disciples, he was the only
He is the one who runs to Jiangyue Mansion most frequently.
Mr. Yang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he only said with a complicated expression: "A Sheng, have you thought about it?"
"I've thought about it."
"Well..." Mr. Yang nodded slowly and said softly: "We must win!"
"Don't worry, Master, I won't lose!" He responded decisively, then nodded slightly to Tang Chao again and strode away.
Looking sideways at Xu Sheng's burly figure, Mr. Yang looked silent and said nothing. Tang Chao stood beside him and sighed secretly.
Perhaps the last and most important thing Mr. Yang wanted to say was to pay attention to safety. But he knew that these words were not suitable to say at this time, as they would affect his apprentice's fighting spirit, so what he said was that he must win...