Fist Godzilla

Chapter 11 Fist is willing to die!

Bai Tangjing has heard of the Boxing Association, which is the number one fighting organization in Japan.

But I haven't really heard of something like "Fist wishing to die" that is murderous when you hear it.

Putting his hand on Xiao Niao Yi Ren's Ai Jiang's waist again, Takemoto Jiu'an waved his hand at the impatient Akano Tetsusa, signaling him to be calm and not to be impatient.

After he snorted coldly and sat down again, he turned his head and explained to Bai Tangjing.

"Perhaps you have heard of the Kengan Association, which is actually an organization among Japan's top financial groups that resolves commercial disputes through force. Every boxing duel, the ownership of tens of billions of yen is in the fighting skills of those companies. flow between the fists of the victim.

And Quan Yuan's death is even more related to the battle for the position of the president of the Quan Yuan Club!

The current president of Kengan is the president of Dainichi Bank, and the film source has disappeared.

If the position of chairman is left behind, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is related to the economic trend of the entire Japan! "

Information that was enough to set off a turbulent wave among ordinary people flowed out from the mouth of the burly old man.

Even in Kamurocho, Ai-chan, who has always been known for her good acting skills and deep knowledge, and who has seen big storms, couldn't help but froze in the old man's arms when she heard the news.

Akano Tetsusha who was appeased said angrily.

"You also know that the matter is of great importance!? Lord Valkyrie!
This game is about the life and death of many giant enterprises, please be serious.
Bar.? "

Before Chiye Teishaxi's words fell, the man standing at the apex of the entire country's media industry was suddenly stunned.

It was as if he was suddenly placed next to a steelmaking furnace, which was hot and dangerous.

The monster-like pressure was like countless crimson blades emerging from the molten steel, pointing at his eyebrows, his whole body was stiff and numb.

With cold sweat running down his face, Akano Teishaxi tremblingly turned his head to the source of the oppressive force——the direction of the brat that he hadn't planned to look at from the beginning.

How can there be any "little devil"?
Slowly taking off the glasses, the loose hair was smoothed back by one hand.

But this simple action seemed to wake up some monster.

That pair of eyes seemed to have a stern red light.

Even a layman like himself can feel the murderous aura of the blade!

"The private club of a large enterprise, there are tens of billions of funds flowing in one game. Why didn't you tell me earlier, master?"

The three elements of human power: money, power, fist.

But now, after eight years of crazy pursuit of these three elements, Bai Tangjing, who dared not slack off, found that...
In the boxing club, money, power, and boxing are one!

The corner of the boy's mouth slowly curved into a ferocious arc.

The danger in that smile is like a bloodthirsty beast!
Takemoto Jiu'an, who stopped the wine glass in his hand, embraced Ai-chan who was trembling unconsciously in this murderous aura that seemed to be burning.

He looked at his disciple with eyes as if they were treasures.

What is murderous intent, greed for money and power?
Do not!Rather, if a martial artist doesn't have these, then he will only be a worthless waste!
"Woo-a great fighting spirit, Kagami!
Then in this Fist Wish Desperate Match, you will replace me and become the fighter of Baiye News. "

Because of the instinct to avoid danger from the depths of his genes, Akano Tetsusha was about to retract himself into the sofa.

However, capitalists' greed for assets cannot be stopped by mere survival instincts.

After Takemoto Jiu'an spoke, he almost jumped out of the sofa, crossed the table and held Bai Tangjing's hand.

"Mr.! I apologize for my ignorance just now. No matter what, please become a fighter of our company! Please!"

Such momentum!Coupled with the skill and physique that "War God" also nods to praise, the fist is willing to die. Isn't this stable? !
Akano Tetsusha Xi's face turned into a flower with a smile, shaking the hand holding Bai Tangjing up and down.

But regardless of whether the president, who has never seen the strength of the world's top fighters, is confident in Bai Tangjing at this time.

In this deck alone, something beyond his expectations happened.
"Ah, Akano-san, I want to set up a company by myself, and then serve as a fighter."

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".what?????"

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After Bai Tangjing left, Takemoto Jiuan also asked Ai-chan to leave work early.

In the booth of the custom shop, there are only two big men, Takemoto Jiu'an and Akano Tetsusaxi left, drinking and drinking by themselves.

"What are you doing?! Wu Ben-sang!
The personal disciple I identified has [-] million US dollars in his hand, which is more than the price of the admission ticket to the boxing wish. Don't you know that as a master!
Now you don't want to compete either, and the candidates are on their own. Hiccup!What should I do! "

Amidst the ups and downs, the media tycoon who had given up on himself gulped down sake.

Opposite him, the burly old man who was the happiest drinking and drinking, is now just playing with the wine glass in his hand, with an inexplicable tone.

"Those things don't matter anymore, Akano, help him arrange a battle for membership qualifications.

As for the game, I'll be there. "

He said embarrassing words, but on that old and beardless face, there was an uncontrollable, joyful laughter!

"It's true, the sense of normalcy that I've cultivated with great difficulty has been broken.

Isn't this forcing my teacher to fight you! "

The precious bone china wine glass in his hand turned into fine debris and fell down.

As early as the moment Baitang mirror's aura exploded, it was crushed by the hand holding it, like a stress reaction.

It's just that the owner of the hand has been maintaining a perfect appearance with delicate and gentle strength.But now, Takemoto Jiu'an, who was determined to participate in the competition, was too lazy to maintain any grandmaster demeanor.

It is completely different from Baitang Mirror.

A clear but massive murderous aura emanated from the strong old man's body.

Indeed, as the "War God" said, a martial artist without a fighting spirit is nothing but a second-rate one.

And the martial artists who have always taken the narrow goal of being "the strongest" as their end point will be merciless even if it is their own disciples who stand in the way!

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And Bai Tangjing, who walked out of the custom shop, had already put on the flat mirror again, and his hair was messed up.

He hummed a little song and walked happily on the streets of Kamurocho.

The streets during the daytime are a bit bleak, but this does not affect his joy in finding a express train that can combine money, power, and fist, and can lead all the way to the highest level of human society.

While walking in Baitangjing, in order to take a shortcut to take a taxi, he walked into a dark alley.

This "corner of the city" is a mixed bag.

A few punks who got together early in the morning to smoke, and a few homeless people who used cardboard as beds.

And like him, a person who is convenient and takes shortcuts.

Short-sleeved shirts, hot pants, and caps with short hair.

Judging from the shape of her legs, she is a girl with tight muscles.

But looks like a tomboy in terms of hairstyle.

Bai Tangjing curled his lips inwardly, he still likes the type of senior sister.

Gentle and mature, fit and plump, and a little cute "little" neurotic.

Soon, the two passed each other.

And at the moment of interlacing, the thinly dressed girl took out a pistol out of nowhere, and shot Bai Tangjing in the back!
The action of shooting is casual and quick.That is the refinement after countless practice.

"Oh!"

Gunshots exploded in Kamurocho in the early morning!
(End of this chapter)