A look of surprise appeared on Wang Ziping's face. He stood up and saw a man walking in from outside the box. He was about 1.8 meters tall and had handsome bangs. However, he was not as handsome as in idol dramas. He could only throw him into the crowd.
He was considered ordinary, wearing a casual suit, and walked towards Wang Ziping happily.
"Oh, Ziping Smida, long time no see, I still miss you." Jin Chezai pulled Ziping into his arms with a bear hug.
Wang Ziping had difficulty breathing. He was not used to such an intimate hug from a man, so he quickly pushed him away. Jin Chazai was not only tall, but also physically strong. As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the private room princess who was kneeling on the ground, with a look on her face.
A lewd expression.
"If senior brother likes it, I will let them accompany you later." Wang Ziping frowned. Although this guy is good at martial arts, his only shortcoming is his lust.
"Ziping Smida, thank you." Jin Chezai was very excited.
After he calmed down, Wang Xiong poured him wine beside him: "Elder brother, Mr. Wang is drinking." Wang Ziping had already told Jin Chezai about what happened.
Jin Chazai couldn't help but sneered: "What the hell, he actually defeated a 4th degree black belt in Taekwondo, and you said he has never learned Taekwondo martial arts?"
"Well, I have investigated and found out that this guy has never learned martial arts, but his strength is amazing." Wang Ziping said in a deep voice. He did watch Zhuo Bufan defeat Bao Junkai and the Taekwondo teacher at school last time. It seemed that he relied on brute force.
Strong and fast.
In his opinion, Zhuo Bufan didn't understand Taekwondo and martial arts at all, and it was no big deal.
"Oh, if a poor boy dares to slander our Taekwondo as a trick, I will break his arm." Jin Chazai narrowed his eyes and became furious.
"But I still have things to do when I come back this time. I need to help my master defeat a dragon country's martial arts gym and destroy their place. Those so-called martial arts look neither cool nor useful. I don't know what they are used for."
Jin Chezai said after finishing a glass of wine.
Wang Ziping said with a smile: "Elder brother, as long as you can beat that kid into a cripple this time, I will give you two hundred thousand, and I will help you find some beautiful women to accompany you."
"Ziping Smida, you are so kind to me." Jin Chezai said with a smile.
When Wang Ziping heard his words, he had goosebumps all over his body. However, the bartender who was sitting next to him and had been silent for a long time narrowed his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "Young Master Wang, you said I would help you cripple a boy.
You give two hundred thousand?"
"Huh?" Wang Ziping frowned and looked at him.
He wiped his head with the water bar knife and said with a smile: "Young Master Wang, you can just leave such a simple thing to me. Why bother to invite someone from a foreign country to come all the way? What's the use of having thin skin and tender flesh? Give me two
I can help you with it for one hundred thousand!"
"You help me do it?" A flash of disdain flashed in Wang Ziping's eyes. From the bottom of his heart, he despised these street gangsters and guys who licked blood from the edge of a knife.
Shui Ba Dao sneered: "At least he is more useful than this guy. No matter how powerful he is, can he beat a few of my men? Why do you have to waste so much effort to get him back." To be honest, Shui Ba Dao despises this kind of handsome appearance.
The man also boasted about being a Taekwondo master.
In his opinion, those martial arts masters are just from TV series. Young and Dangerous guys like them fight in the streets all day long, and they are much more useful than those fancy tricks that are only suitable for watching.
After hearing his words, even Wang Ziping fell silent. When Zhuo Bufan defeated Bao Junkai and his Taekwondo teacher with Taekwondo, he also wanted to hire a Taekwondo master to deal with Zhuo Bufan, but in the blink of an eye, Taekwondo was indeed more entertaining than practical, especially
It's about the gangsters who lick blood from the edge of the knife. They fight for their lives and attack ruthlessly.
Is it true that Taekwondo can't even deal with gangsters?
Wang Xiong gave Wang Ziping a wink. He also felt that what Shuiba Knife said made sense. After all, they had never seen Senior Brother take action. Moreover, those gold medals and trophies were all for fighting sports. Competitions and real swordsmanship
There is still a difference in gun fighting.
For example, if you watch a fighting game, the athletes all wear protective gear. If you hit me here, you will get a few points, and if I hit you there, you will get a few points. It is a bit boring for the audience, and they do not see much meaning. They are just two street gangsters.
The opponent was beaten with fists and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
"You want to challenge me?" Jin Chezai, who was hugging the princess in the box, suddenly stared at the water bar knife with a cold light in his eyes.
He was originally deported, but this time he met the powerful Wang Shao of the Dragon Kingdom. If he wanted to change his identity and live in the Dragon Kingdom, he would have to ask the Wang Shao to help him. If he could not prove that his strength was useful, then Wang Ziping would
You are not a fool, will you help him?
Not to be outdone, Shui Ba Dao said tit for tat: "As long as you are not afraid, I will call my little brother right away."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." After Jin Chezai finished speaking, he continued to drink and chat with the woman in his arms.
After about ten minutes, a man walked into the box. He was about 1.9 meters tall, taller than Jin Chazai. He was wearing a black vest, with bulging muscles and explosive energy. There was a tattoo on his arm of "Downhill"
Tiger.
"Brother Dao, you are looking for me." The man looked around and finally looked at the water bar Dao and asked.
"There is a man here, please help me cripple him." Shuiba Dao glanced at Jin Chezai coldly. In his opinion, the other man's thin skin and tender flesh were just a showpiece. In a real fight, could he be compared to Lei Zi?
?
Shuibadao looked at Wang Ziping and said: "Young Master Wang, Lei Zi is my good brother in prison. He once fought in underground black boxing. Even five people in prison couldn't hold him down. That pretense is just to fool you. Look.
Let him kneel down and beg for mercy later."
In fact, Lei Zi was more powerful than a black boxer, and he was beaten half to death. However, having the ability to join the underground black boxers is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary gangsters. Usually, it is not a problem to fight five or six gangsters.
Jin Chazai put down his wine glass, straightened his suit, stood up, took a deep breath, and said lazily: "Is this the big guy?"
"If you're scared, get out now. Don't be an eyesore and insult Young Master Wang's eyes." Shui Ba Dao said, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.
"Senior Brother, don't you mind showing off your kung fu?" Wang Ziping had already thought about it when he saw that Lei Zi's muscles were as solid as steel.
Jin Chezai suddenly got angry, and his whole body's aura suddenly changed, like a suddenly frightened old cat, the hair all over his body exploded, he used the power of his feet to attack, and kicked the big man in the chest.
The sound was like thunder and the speed was as fast as lightning. Lei Zi only had time to cross his arms to block his chest. As if he was hit by a truck, he flew backwards and hit the ground. A mouthful of blood spilled from his mouth and he passed out.
The bartender with a smile on his face suddenly froze on the spot, the wine glass in his hand slipped to the floor, and the drink spilled all over the floor. He looked at Jin Chezai in disbelief. (To be continued)