Fist Godzilla

Chapter 42 The wind direction of the reception

Chapter 42 The wind direction of the reception

The bearded old captain of the Destiny was stopped by his sailors on his way back to his bedroom to sleep.

"Nani?! You said, the results of the qualifiers have come out? It's only been less than five minutes!"

The experienced old captain was shocked from ear to ear.

Maybe even he realized it now.

There is an incredible monster on board the Jue Ming right now!

Unprecedented, the dilapidated Destiny set up a long ladder on the luxurious Fist Wish before it even sailed out of the port.

The five fighters and hundreds of business representatives who passed the qualifiers were all transferred from this ladder to the luxury cruise ship.

And what was waiting in front of them was the president of the Bank of Japan and the president of the Boxing Club—— Katagen Miitou.

Under the shadow of night and light, the skinny old man looked like a dying corpse.

But when this is the largest financial system in Japan, the Prime Minister stomps his feet and holds his breath.

He was in charge of the underground fighting club that included almost all large companies in Japan, and there were hundreds of fighters in black suits standing neatly behind him.

Even if he is really a mummy now, it must be a mummy powerful enough to overwhelm the world!
The monstrous wealth and power he represents is what Bai Tangjing has been pursuing for the past eight years!
That is the highest sense of security in the human race!

Then, the old man who looked like a corpse issued a declaration that fully met Bai Tangjing's expectations.

The content is nothing more than "the real protagonist of the boxing competition is intrigue, a life-and-death commercial fight", "fighters are just chess pieces, and chess pieces must have the self-consciousness of chess pieces" and so on.

Ouma and the Arabian man looked angry.

It seems that the martial arts that I have pursued all my life are regarded as mere tools.

But this remark, which can be called a map cannon, did not hit Bai Tangjing at all.

After all, his identity is the combination of [Fighter] and [Company Representative], a combination of capital and force.

Me as my own tool?

It seems that there is no problem at all!

Among the few people, only the Arab man couldn't bear it, and wanted to go up and teach the little mummy old man.

But in the middle of rushing forward with clenched fists, he was punched and kicked directly into the sea by an unremarkable black suit.

And so—the farce was over.

The few people who passed the preliminaries finally officially entered the interior of this luxury cruise ship.

A resplendent lobby that would fit anyone's definition of luxury.

Hundreds of thousands of people walk and socialize without being crowded, with waterfall-like high-hanging water and landscape fountains.
It's unbelievable that this is on a boat.

But these things are indifferent to fighters.

Based on martial arts, they don't need to wander around like businessmen, they only need to adjust their state and prepare for battle.

This is applicable even to Baitang mirror.

Most of his capital comes from financial products such as the stock market, but the current volume is too small.

There is no way to get into the social circle of these giant companies.

Takemoto-sensei and Bai Maoguang and I drank together, looking very happy.

So Bai Tangjing just waved his hand from a distance.

After reuniting with Saeko and Yuta again, the three of them stayed by the buffet table.

And has attracted at least seven or eight waiters around this table.

It would be remiss of them to leave the desk empty.

"Aww! Hiccup! I'm [Superman]! Just a meal"

"This guy hiccups, why is he so edible. Hiccup!"

Ouma and Rito swallowed the food stuck in their throats with difficulty, and looked at Baitang mirror opposite the dining table in surprise and unwillingness.

In addition to the young man who was busy eating, there was also a gentle and smiling purple-haired beauty who cleaned the table for him from time to time.

And Yuta, who seems to have gotten used to this scene, is sucking juice.

"If you just want to eat well, it's better to have a dining table away from the mirror."

"It's true. Although Big Brother Baitang can't help but follow him, I still hope to be separated from him only when it comes to eating."

Ouma, who was also lingering between the dining tables, seemed to come to Bai Tangjing's "predatory field" on his own initiative because of his strong personality.

And Liren, who had just been held back by Bai Tangjing, and now has come to his senses, also approached him at this time with an unwillingness to admit defeat.

But these two guys, under Bai Tangjing's purgatory-like aura of gluttony, just worked together to eat the amount of two tables, and they were a little bit unsustainable.

And just when the two swallowed the food in their throats abruptly and continued to eat hard.

The smell of high-end women's cigarettes came together with the lazy tone.

"Wow! Our Mr. 'Monster' is so wild even to eat, it really was the right choice not to keep you for lunch last time!"

There was a suspicious blush on Ziyin's face, and her eyes lingered on the three fighters at the dining table like idiots.

With a hot body and a good face, coupled with the contrasting identity of the other party as the president of an education group.

The manager on one side even forgot to keep stuffing lobsters into his mouth.

But Saeko, who was the target of the other party's conversation, narrowed her eyes slightly.

Bai Tangjing also helplessly slowed down the eating process.

"Miss Soryuin, calm down, the smell of passion is about to overflow."

Bai Tangjing has reason to suspect that the battle on the Judeng was recorded and spread, right?

The only thing that can make the muscle-controlling sister in front of her into this appearance is probably only the human mountain built by knotted muscles.

Is it like a satyr seeing a forest of wine and meat?
And Soruin Ziyin's answer was the same as before.

"OK, all right."

He agreed very readily, but his eyes did not restrain himself.

He even picked up a plate of food from the dining table and ate it with relish.

Muscle-controlled version of "beautiful and delicious"?
On the contrary, although Saeko was still smiling, Bai Tangjing could already sense that her murderous aura was inexplicably rising.

Hey Hey hey!You don't want to kill her, do you?Aren't you still a good girlfriend a few days ago?
Just when Baitangjing was thinking about whether to send Saeko away first to save Ziyin's life.

The skinny old man stood on the stairs in the hall.

And the music resounding through the reception stopped together with the passing waiters.

With a well-trained sense of order, it's as if the whole world has been pressed the pause button under that monstrous power!
Baitang looked at the old man on the stairs with a burning gaze.

That would be what his future power would look like.

"The ship will dock in 27 hours. At that time, the fighters will be registered. During the sailing process of the ship, the fighters are prohibited from fighting with each other. The above."

On the opposite side, Ouma and Rito still refused to admit defeat and stared at Bai Tangjing to eat hard, but the boy stopped biting the steak.

He began to scan the entire reception with great interest.

"'Wind direction,' has changed? Interesting."

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