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Chapter 23 Killed with one punch!
The eighth day, sunny.

The sun was scorching across the sky.

This venue, which was temporarily converted from a large market, faced tremendous challenges.

Chinese martial arts VS boxing!

The event was full of hype and sharp contrasts, and not only sparked heated discussions among Hong Kong residents, but also caused quite a stir in the entire East Asian region.

The surrounding streets were filled with police officers maintaining traffic and order before the sun rose.

Even so, when the boxing match approached, the place was still jammed with people.

Not all of them had bought tickets, but even if they couldn't get in, they wanted to feel the atmosphere nearby. Besides, the game was broadcast on TV, and places with TVs were already packed with people.

As the person most responsible for this boxing match, Wallace knew that he would be excited, but he didn't expect that he would be so excited.

Too many people!

Too enthusiastic!
Although it was crowded, it was inevitable. Moreover, no accidents happened during the long period of crowding. Wasn’t it because he was far-sighted and prepared in advance?

"Very well done, Wallace!"

The encouraging words of his superior were still ringing in his ears, stimulating his cheeks to turn red.

Look at the scene in front of you and think about the previous arrangements.

That tiny boxing match could only accommodate a few hundred people, it was nothing compared to what’s happening now!

Others see the person, but he sees the money and the achievement!

That damn guy is really capable.

If I had the chance to kill him now, I might be a little reluctant. After all, if he died, who would continue to give me so many good ideas?
So should I kill him or not?

Suddenly.

Hong Chen's smiling face flashed through his mind for no reason.

The coldness of the blade and the strange red line gave him goosebumps even in the scorching sun.

Wallace touched his neck unconsciously.

The policeman next to him looked at it and said politely, "Sir, the weather is very hot, why don't you go in first?"

"No, we still have many distinguished guests who have not arrived yet. I want to stand here and greet them personally."

After a while, the protagonist of the boxing match arrived.

Tornado, who was wearing shorts and a boxing cape, waved at him from a distance.

Wallace held out his hand to greet it.

Tornado simply hugged him and slapped his back hard, almost suffocating him.

"Hey, Wallace, thank you for arranging this show for me. I promise I will never let you down. Look at the smiling faces of these people. I will let them watch with their own eyes their compatriots being beaten to death by my punches! That can barely be considered a wonderful scene in my career."

Wallace agreed with a forced smile.

He looked at the other's strong muscles, and worry and joy rose in his heart at the same time, with great contradictions.

What I am worried about is that Hong Chen might really be beaten to death.

The same goes for joy.

However, he came to terms with it after a while.

No matter who wins or who dies, it's good for him.

"I'll go in first, you come in quickly, I can't wait to kill that yellow monkey." Tornado was filled with confidence from the inside out.

Wallace nodded: "Okay, buddy, I'll be there soon."

After seeing off the tornado, Wallace pursed his lips.

Forget it, if you get killed by a tornado, I'll just open some champagne to celebrate tonight.

If you really kill Tornado, I will listen to you from now on. I can also give that bitch to you. Of course, the son will still be mine.

Don't think I don't know about your affairs.

She woke up before me that night!

If you were fine, why did you tell me several times not to hit her?
But that bitch is really tough.

If I wasn't afraid to hit her, I would have hit her a long time ago!

……

Inside the venue.

The crowd was full of people.

The martial arts schools in the Kowloon area, led by the Hong Zhennan Martial Arts Society, were arranged together, and Ip Man's martial arts school was among them.

Thanks to the help of Hong Chen's apprenticeship gift, Ye Wen has developed very well in the past period of time. A person with real skills like him will never have to worry about not being able to recruit apprentices.

However, Ip Man also brought two non-martial arts gym members today.

"Achen, this is my good friend Zhou Qingquan, and this is his son Zhou Guangyao."

Zhou Qingquan was Ip Man's good friend in Foshan. Later, while helping Ip Man escape, he was shot in the head by the Japanese devils and now has intellectual disabilities.

It’s sad to talk about the Four Little Dragons of Foshan.

Hong Chen clasped his fists and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhou. Hello, Mr. Zhou too."

Zhou Qingquan smiled innocently.

After Zhou Guangyao responded politely, he took a step forward impatiently and asked in a low voice, "Brother Hong, how confident are you that you can win?"

Hearing this, Ye Wen and Hong Chen both laughed.

Zhou Guangyao scratched his head when he saw this: "Did I say something wrong?"

Hong Chen: "No, Brother Zhou, you just asked the wrong question."

"Then how should I ask?"

"You should ask, how long will it take me to beat him...beat him so hard that he can't get up." Turning back, he said to Ye Wen, "Master Ye, I'm going to say hello to the others."

Ye Wen nodded with a smile: "Go ahead, we'll have a good fight later."

"Ok!"

Hong Chen left, and Ye Wen pulled Zhou Guangyao to sit down.

Zhou Guangyao said excitedly: "Uncle Ye, what does Brother Hong mean?"

"Haha, what he means is, winning is not a problem, the problem is how long the opponent can last." Ip Man's smile did not diminish. He looked across the ring at the boxer opposite him who took off his cloak and began to warm up. Although the opponent had distinct muscles and his movements were swift and powerful, there was no sign of worry on his face.

Like him, Hong Zhennan sat in a chair with his legs spread out, eating some melon seeds and drinking a sip of tea, looking very relaxed.

Beside him, the mistress said unhappily, "I see you don't seem to be worried at all that Xiaochen will get beaten."

"He won't be beaten." Hong Zhennan didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

"Then why don't you let your eldest sister and the others come along? Their siblings are all at home, and I'm worried."

"If he doesn't get beaten, someone else will be beaten. If he is beaten to death, it will scare the children." The master's wife then kept silent.

Hong Chen sat aside, looking around.

Apart from his fellow martial arts students, not many people actually knew him, but the excitement on everyone's faces was evident.

On the other side of the ring, the warm-up Tornado was very powerful, his steps were fast, his punches had both speed and power, and his movements and postures were perfect.

Hong Chen: Well, a very lively corpse.

Turn your gaze to Wallace.

The other party was walking over with a group of foreigners. He deliberately stayed behind and was very respectful.

A few moments.

"Senior brother, the performance is about to begin, let's go on stage." Li Ji greeted Hong Chen.

Before the boxing match began, there were martial arts performances by the ten martial arts schools in Kowloon that were organizing the match.

The Hong Zhennan Martial Arts Club was the leader, with Ye Wen's martial arts club in second place, and the other martial arts clubs following closely behind. The ranking was of course based on strength.

This is a good opportunity to promote martial arts schools and various styles of boxing.

Not surprisingly, Tornado wanted to jump onto the ring and cause trouble again.

The difference is that this time he was blocked by Wallace.

The tornado kept rushing forward.

Wallace glanced at Hong Chen secretly.

Hong Chen raised the corner of his mouth, and Wallace suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

He gritted his teeth, turned around, hugged Tornado's neck, and whispered in his ear in a stern voice.

"Who do you think you are, you son of a bitch? I don't care how you perform in today's game, but if you dare to cause trouble outside of the game, I guarantee that your body will sink into the sea tonight to feed the fish!"

After saying that, he pushed Tornado away fiercely and sat back in his seat.

Tornado's eyes were bloodshot and his fists were clenched, as if he was going to punch Wallace hard in the next second.

His actions attracted a lot of attention. The foreigners frowned, while the Chinese laughed.

Wallace sat in the chair and looked at him coldly, without hiding the contempt in his eyes. Of course, no one knew whether he was afraid at this moment.

In the end, Tornado chose to sit back.

Wallace looked at Hong Chen again, and Hong Chen smiled back at him. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

This can also be considered as the practical application of using barbarians to control barbarians.

moment.

The martial arts performance is over.

The bell rang and the host stepped onto the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, and the audience in front of the TV! The long-awaited boxing match is about to begin! Now let me introduce today's two protagonists to you!"

As his high-pitched voice echoed, the audience gave enthusiastic feedback and the atmosphere quickly reached a climax.

Hong Chen stood up and unbuttoned his coat.

The master's wife stood up and took it, her eyes filled with worry: "Be careful."

"Okay, thank you, Master's wife." After saying that, he looked at Hong Zhennan.

Even Hong Zhennan didn't look at him. He just moved his huge body and complained, "This chair is too hard. My butt hurts when I sit on it."

Hong Chen smiled.

Hearing the host calling out his name loudly, Hong Chen stepped forward, grabbed the side rope, and climbed onto the stage.

Then, a tornado appeared.

After he crossed the side rope and came onto the stage, he immediately strode towards Hong Chen with a fierce look in his eyes.

The referee moved his feet when he saw this, but in the end he did not step forward.

Approaching Hong Chen, Tornado took off his braces and stared at him viciously.

"I am going to kill you!"

Hong Chen nodded: "What a coincidence, me too."

He spoke English, so the other party could understand him.

The tornado suddenly became even more furious.

Although no one in the audience knew what the two were talking about, they could guess from Tornado's expression that it was not something good.

The audience booed and the referee had to step forward to separate the two.

"Listen to me counting down. No one is allowed to make a move until I say start. Do you understand?"

The two nodded.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

The referee waved his hand violently and quickly stepped back.

Tornado took a step forward immediately and punched as fast as the wind.

Hong Chen raised his arm, stepped forward, and thrust forward with his right fist.

Tornado's punch was blocked, so he immediately withdrew his punch and held his arms in front of him to block.

This is a perfectly normal defensive posture.

However, at this time, Ip Man in the audience smiled lightly, Zheng Liwei looked at him with contempt, and Hong Zhennan simply bent down and stood up.

Click!

Hong Chen's fist instantly shattered two bones in Tornado's forearm, and the upper half of the arm immediately bent limply outward.

The right fist continued to move forward, piercing through the fist frame and going straight to the heart.

The sound of the broken ribs was very crisp, and the powerful and domineering force penetrated the flesh and blood and spread to the internal organs in an instant.

The heart that was protected by layers of protection in the chest cavity suddenly shook violently, and then it stopped responding as if the power was cut off.

Put your fist away and turn around.

Tornado's head and arms fell limply, and his braces mixed with saliva fell onto the stage.

The scene of the loser's body suddenly falling backwards.

It is the best background to highlight the winner.

(End of this chapter)