From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 105 Shaking people!

"Desperate match, has it finally started?"

"Nogi, I want to thank you! Haha."

In the slightly dim office of the president of the Tokyo Electric Power Building, Masaru Hayami, whose face was half rotten, was smoking a cigar and looking down at the entire Tokyo through the glass.

"Nikaidou, how is Julius, has he not finished training yet?"

"It is said that it is fast, and it will not affect the competition."

A soft-looking young man flashed out of the shadows.

"Not enough, not enough. The declaration of the old man Katahara has no less influence on the Japanese business community than the atomic bomb dropped by the Free State. We need more adequate preparations."

"Go and help me gather more and more people, whether they are hooligans, perverts, killers or criminals, the more the better, they are good cannon fodder when necessary!"

Hayami Katsumasa’s own strength is not weak. His subsidiary Tokyo Electric Power is the No. [-] company in Boxing Association. Katahara Mietou has a private guard “Guardian” and a branch “Annihilation Force”. He also has “Guardian” and Nikaido of Sirius.

But he has fought against Katahara Mietou for decades, and he has never won once, so this time he fought hard, and he will not let go of any power he can use.

He didn't even refuse the "Gu" who had been trying to infiltrate the Quan Yuan organization.

"understand!"

Nikaido disappeared like darkness.

"Hehe Katahara, our decades of struggle should be settled."

Hayami's one eye gleamed fiercely in the darkness with the light of the cigar.

click
As the helicopter descends, the Blackwood Retreat has once again had a new guest.

The person who came was an old man dressed as a western cowboy with a cigar in his mouth, the president of the Motorhead Club, and a hawk.

"How did you come?"

Kuroki was a little surprised to see the old cowboy.

"Katahara Mietou wants to entrust you to participate in the Desperate Competition!"

Ying Feng held up the cowboy hat and said flatly.

"On behalf of Xiaori Stupid Bank?"

"Doesn't he have Mietang Zhiya, who is known as the strongest fighter under his banner, and still needs me?"

Kuroki lacked interest, but he thought of something in the next second, and raised his eyelids abruptly,

"The deadly plug you mentioned, wouldn't it be a competition for the president of Quanyuan?"

"That's right, whichever one you want!"

The old cowboy nodded. The Desperate Race hadn't been played for decades, so Kuroki's reaction was understandably slow.

"Then I'm a little interested!"

Kuroki's palms crossed and rubbed as if sharpening a gun.

As a veteran martial artist, he understands the gold content of the Jue Ming Match better than Leng Kong. This is definitely the biggest event in the Japanese martial arts world for decades, and he may find a worthy opponent in it!

It's just a good time to see how much Leng Kong's kid's skills have improved in the Jue Ming Arena. With his strange strength and terrifying physique, as long as he improves his skills, he should be able to fight to the fullest, right?

Old Cowboy: "However, it does not represent Chairman Katahara."

"What do you mean?"

Kuroki was confused again.

Katahara Miitou hired himself, but that doesn't mean Katahara Miitou?

What are you doing?
Purely making it more difficult for him to be re-elected?
"Katahara is old, old, and wants to play big again."

The old cowboy waved his hands and said speechlessly: "I hired you this time because I want you to be able to defeat the Fang of Extermination."

"Hehe. I seem to understand."

Kuroki chuckled.

He is also the top figure in his respective field, and Kuroki can understand Katahara Mietou's unbearably cold state of mind.

He will fulfill him, hehe
"Just understand, throw away your broken jar, and go out with me to play casually!"

The old cowboy flicked his cigar and walked towards the helicopter.

He was originally a person of Xianyun Yehe, and he didn't have much pursuit of power. If the old man Katahara hadn't asked him to, he wouldn't want to get involved.

"How can you throw a jar?"

With a straight face, Hei Mu jumped onto the plane with the jar in hand.

Even if it was a desperate match, it was impossible for him to stop exercising every day.

Coincidentally, at the same time that Kuroki came out of the mountain, a helicopter was landing in the center of the sea of ​​trees in Hungry.

"Rino, why are you here?"

Seeing Rino whose figure is still sexy, Yu Lei Zero frowned slightly.

"Love" and martial arts also occupy an important position in his heart, but since he was defeated by Leng Kong, the proportion of martial arts has overwhelmed "love"!
The former pure love warrior has now transformed into a martial arts fanatic.

woman?

Ah!
Now it will only affect his cultivation speed!

"The Desperate Match has begun!"

Rino only said this sentence, because she knew that Yu Leiling could understand her meaning.

"Desperate.?"

The scene changed, and Yu Leiling, who said a second ago that women would only affect his cultivation speed, boarded the plane, resting his head on Rino's arms, smelling the fragrance of milk, and murmured, "So soft!"

It turns out that love is just a decrease in proportion, and it has not disappeared.

At the same time, a man with fluttering long hair and a strange temperament walked into the building of Guoji Electrical Appliances Company.

After coming to the contestant audition hall, he jumped directly onto the high platform and looked down at the contestants below.

"I want this quota, Kiryu Setsuna, who is against?"

The man's eyebrows and eyes are like silk, but he doesn't have the slightest sense of femininity, only the icy chill exuding from his whole body.

"Bastard, don't be too arrogant!"

Because of the existence of the Boxing Club and the needs of major companies, fighters in Japan symbolize status, wealth, and glory. This is the ladder for ordinary fighters to change their lives.

The desperate competition is about to start, and finally a company has publicly selected fighters, and now some people come out to smash their jobs, can others not be furious?

One by one, the muscular and fierce-looking big men rushed directly to the evil man.

"So, should we still fight?"

Kiryu smiled coldly for a moment, and his figure passed through the crowd like a ghost. Suddenly, blood splashed on the field, and the muscular man in the audition fell down in pieces like harvested wheat.

"Guada, what should I do?"

"Do you want me to stop it?"

Under the stage, Kiryu was harvesting wildly in an instant, and on the stage, Inaba was coiled on the podium like a spider.

The person who presides over the audition is naturally the president of Guoji Brand, Gua Tian.

"No, since it's a desperate match, naturally the stronger the fighter, the better."

Guada waved his hand to signal Ryo Inaba to calm down.

He and Inaba Ryo grew up together and regarded each other as his relatives.

Because Inaba Ryo was completely crushed in the last battle against Leng Kong, he didn't want Inaba Ryo to go up and get injured again in this Desperate Match, and the other fighters under his banner were not up to the standard, so he held the Fighters audition meeting.

"So, you should have no objections now, right?"

Glancing at the player who was lying on the ground paralyzed, his muscles twisted and his blood bubbling wildly, Kiryu instantly had a rather casual expression.

This is how he applied hardcore.

As long as all the competitors are beaten to the ground, the boss can only choose himself?

Shaking off the blood on his hand, he turned his head to look at the host Inaba Ryo and Guada,
"Am I supposed to be hired?"

"Yes, from today onwards, you will be a fighter under our Guoji Electrical Appliances Group."

Guada pushed a document.

"I am very honored!"

Kiryu took a pen and signed his name in an instant, then raised his head and smiled slightly at Guada.

The smile is very warm, but the piercing Gua Tian feels cold in his heart, and feels like he needs to think again.

But looking at the large number of corpses lying on the ground in the hall, with weirdly twisted limbs, he felt that he should be counseled.

As far as the combat power of this strange man is concerned, Yoshi Inaba seems to be a bit unable to beat him?

(End of this chapter)