Hidden Assassin

As one of the best hotels in Jianghai, Guyuan Hotel has always been known for its luxurious luxury. The interior of the entire hotel is like a small resort city. In the entire 32-story hotel building, various restaurants , Recreation room, gym, indoor garden, and arena branch, where most of the living needs of residents can be met here, even including high-level recruit girls who are unspoken and large underground ones. casino.

Since the Muay Thai team from Hilliwang came to Jianghai, every night, they basically train in the largest fitness hall on the first floor of the hotel. These venues are fully open and there are all kinds of fitness equipment, as long as they are hotels Guests can go in and use it. In fact, the hotel is well-equipped, and originally there were medium-sized rooms that could be provided for these people to use alone, but Ciriwang and others still insisted on exercising in the open practice area in the lobby, and often competed with others in the competition. This is done in a large environment in the lobby, so every time these people practice, they will attract the attention of many people who exercise in the lobby.

At this time, the atmosphere inside the large fitness stadium was somewhat depressed.

"It's about to fight again ..."

"What happened again this time ..."

"A bunch of **** Thai Asans ..."

"Asan is from India ..."

Near and far, people exercising on fitness equipment looked to the side of the venue. Yihongwu Pavilion was a little famous in Jianghai. At this time, a large group of people were facing the group of Thais. Judo competition venue composed of tatami. In the past, when some fitness bosses occasionally did not speak properly, they also had the habit of asking their bodyguards to compete here, with a group of people shouting and betting. This type of competition is much safer than playing black punches underground. After the bodyguards have fought, the boss smiled at each other, and he may become a good friend afterwards. When Hiliwang just hit the first few venues in public, there were a lot of spectators and applause, but then the group of Thais were too arrogant, so that everyone lost their favor. However, they ca n’t beat him anyway. No way.

Exercise here at this time. Most of them are wealthy businessmen from outside the country, of course, there are also Jianghai. Most of them have some relationship and net worth. The previous one or two can be regarded as watching, and later the situation is overwhelming. This is a matter of national honor. The confrontation over there was mostly negotiating.

"Who can invite some useful people to kill their power? Boss Wang, aren't you saying that there are some masters in your bodyguard ..."

"Yeah. The special forces who have been on the battlefield retreated. Didn't you always say that those people are different from ordinary martial arts? If you go it alone, the special forces will win the world championship. Help the Thai guy, I ’ll give a half a million bonus, okay ... "

"General Manager Fu, of course, what kind of champions and special champions are enough for special forces. You think I don't want to teach him. The person who broke one hand last Friday is said to be their instructor ..."

"This Siriwang is different from the average boxer. He has also experienced life and death. He said that he started from Muay Thai in elementary school, then the conditions at home were too poor, and he ran to Israel to serve as a soldier. After several years of training. Only then has the reputation of Muay Thai Master ... "

"Mum, why did you let him be so arrogant? Our faces are almost lost ... when I go back to spend money from Shaolin Temple to invite a monk from a town temple ..."

"The monks in Shaolin Temple generally don't fight this kind of fight. I think most of this has been arranged above. How can the country bear this tone? It is not impossible for the army to pick one to fight with him ... "

"Yeah, yeah, this time Fang Zhitian came over, I heard the wind saying that one of his bodyguards seemed to be the first master of the National Security Bureau. I heard Boss Nie mention it. I didn't care, I do n’t know if it was Really, is it just for coming here to fight this Siriwang? "

"I think it's possible. I'll see how this Thai guy dies!"

"But it looks like today ... hmm ..."

It is said that the reason for this incident today was because a Muay Thai boy injured a martial arts disciple when he went to the Yihong Wuguan to play the war. At that time, the teacher who was in town was not here. The reason why he came here was to ask people for a word However, for such a person, Siriwang always adheres to the principle of playing and saying again. There is aggressiveness there, and the martial arts side has been so excited that it has changed its face, and the apprentices are watching the owner. The museum owner was still silent. He wanted to know that he could not fight, but when he encountered such a thing, he could only go out and fight. If he was afraid of fighting, how could this martial arts museum be opened in the future.

The local commentators in the stadium sighed for the people in Nawu Pavilion. At the entrance of this fitness hall, a group of hotel waiters also gathered there. Similar things have been going on in the hotel for half a month. He had to fight again, talking with the security guards at the door while looking inwardly and angrily. He waited until the foreman came far away before he disappeared as a bird. At this time, the owner of the Wuguan Pavilion beside the site finally couldn't help but stand up.

The martial arts hall is called Yihong, and the owner is actually called He Yihong. Although the martial arts school I have read before has won some gold medals and silver medals in martial arts competitions, the so-called martial arts actually only ends in physical fitness.

, Physical fitness is much better than the average person, can also kill ten mixed with bare hands, but compared to the most brutal methods of training Muay Thai martial arts, there is still a gap. The reason why he is still preparing to fight is because his face must not be pulled down in front of so many disciples, and the second one is really frustrated, because from the beginning to the end, Ciriwang sitting in the back has never looked straight. Pass him.

Wearing a Nike brand sportswear, a Muay Thai master in his thirties was sitting at the back of the crowd, watching intently with a Buddhist sutra in his hand. His looks were handsome, his skin was healthy wheat color, and the contours of his face Like a knife and axe, it has a cold temperament that is enough to make most women feel good. At this time, they sit upright. The body can only move when the pages of the book are turned. The rest of the time is like a stone sculpture. The other party came to negotiate, but it was always his big disciple Tirapa-a young man who had already moved around in the venue at this time.

"Mr. Siriwang, since you have to fight before you speak, I can't help it. Please advise!"

On the opposite side, He Yihong gritted his teeth to prepare for the end. It was not until this time that Hiliwang had recovered his eyes from the Buddhist scriptures for the first time and looked over: "Mr. He, your level is not worth my shot, to win my disciples. Even if you win. "

"you……"

"Hey, Master He, don't hesitate. Please come on." Interrupting He Yihong's anger, the young man in the yellow training suit standing in the field laughed mockingly, folded his hands and bowed, "You have to know, everyone It ’s all martial arts. Whoever is right and who is wrong is considered to have been beaten ... Sa! W! Di! Card! "

"Okay, I'll teach you first ..."

He Yihong was so angry that he pulled down the zipper of his coat and was preparing to undress. One of his disciples ran over from the back: "Master, Teacher Ye is here. He told you not to hit." The one who followed him behind was a middle-aged man also wearing casual sportswear, looking The stature is burly, giving a first impression. This should be a very fierce person, but those eyes have no ferocious color anyway. When He Yihong looked at him, he froze: "Ye Han, why are you here?"

"Xunzi called me and Jingxian, and said that you came to fight with Thai people, and you were crying on the phone. My wife asked me to come over quickly. Please. Old man, why are you so impulsive when you are old? ... "

"Where is my impulse, I came to reason!"

"I think you're **** and rushing up ..."

"But they are unreasonable."

"You don't need to fight, now it's a legal society. Martial arts are for the purpose of strengthening and defending yourself. You don't know that such a spirited battle is meaningless! Besides ..." Ye Han lowered his voice, "It's not good to say. Master Ma and Master Chen, they are the ones who can really fight. Didn't they say they had also found a special forces instructor, aren't they all broken now and lying in the hospital ... "

"Then I have to bear it? Ye Han, you have always been a gentle personality, so you always do n’t make a small martial arts hall ... well, I'm not trying to say you, but I am so big now, Can I retreat? Now that my disciples have been beaten, I ca n’t retreat, but it ’s impossible to retreat. Do n’t advise me that this fight today is going to be done anyway, or else what do you say ... ”

Many times, a man's face is as big as a sky, but the two are brothers who used to learn martial arts. They have been friends for so many years, and they have a rare friendship. Therefore, He Yihong did not insist on saying "you look down on me". Class words. Ye Han sighed and didn't know what to say. Although he was indifferent and never advocated this form of heads-up competition, he also knew that there were many times when such a frame could not be avoided. He Yihong ’s martial arts hall is already so large. If he does n’t fight this time, how many disciples are willing to learn martial arts from him. Although it is said to be physically fit, most young people can win after practicing martial arts. What others think. But what happened to the beating? It was clear that the beating was not possible. After the apprentice was beaten, Master sent him to the door to be beaten again. This feeling is really depressing.

The two talked here for a while, but several Thais came over, and led a woman who looked like a reporter to Siriwang. A Thai man who was waiting to be led by a Thai man told Siriwang. Speaking, the Muay Thai master who has been looking at the Buddhist scriptures with a serious face closed the book, and for the first time had a slightly mild smile on his face, said a few words, nodded, and was expected to be interviewed in China. It feels like a long absence. The female reporter in the black coat also looked at the venue at this time, staying on Ye Han's side for a few more seconds, and frowned slightly.

On the other hand, when the two men talked babblely, the man who practiced Muay Thai on the field finally lost his patience: "Isn't both of you saying yet? Right ... Ye Han? I remember as if I was in Jianghai City. In the list of martial arts halls, may I ask if your home is also a martial arts hall? Then come together. "He can become a big disciple of Hiliwang, and his qualifications are not bad. Since he wants to fight all over the river, this time he has already He got a list of all martial arts halls in Jianghai City, and he actually wrote down the names of all the people.

As he had just arrived here, he couldn't hear the previous conversation, and Ye Han frowned: "Are you Master Hiliwang? This shouldn't be you?"

"After you hit me, you are qualified to play against my master! But I think you can go together."

"Ye Han, don't step in." He Yihong said, stepping into the competition first. "No matter how well I fight, this matter has nothing to do with Ye Han, but I haven't felt that I will be weak enough that my disciples can't beat them!"

He smiled, moved his muscles, and walked forward. The man named Tilapa also smiled and shook his head, folded his hands again, bowed, and in his eyes he became indifferent and indifferent. Also at this time. Behind the venue, the female reporter seemed to say something. Several people around were surprised, and Ciriwang stood up frowning. Then, footsteps sounded in the already quiet space, and the woman turned and walked directly to the battlefield. For a while, the people around him, together with He Yihong and Tirapa in the venue, stopped with some doubts and set foot on the battlefield during such a duel. Obviously not very moral behavior, but people are beautiful ... Although Muay Thai martial arts have good psychological qualities. When you start, you never care about the other person ’s gender, but you ca n’t just throw people out.

"Miss Jane," shouted the man standing next to Hiliwang, "I don't know if your brother is unhappy with Mr. Hiriwang. I think it must be a misunderstanding ... Hey, even if it's not, this You can sit down and talk about things ... "

The woman did not stop, with her hands in her trouser pockets, and she walked towards Tirapa in front of her, making a rustling sound on the tatami footsteps: "People who want to talk to Mr. Siriwang. Didn't they have to hit them first ... ... I was here to fight. "

Siriwang frowned: "Miss Reporter, this is not a joke."

"Is this a reporter." Looking at the woman who came over step by step, Tirapa helplessly spread his hands. "I have to remind you. Beautiful journalist, in Thailand, stop duel will be beaten. Even if Woman, you have to be mentally prepared before going to the duel, you ... "

"So are you ready?" Said faintly, the woman stood half a meter in front of him. Although judging by the standards of women, she was already tall, but it was close to one meter and nine meters tall. Par said, he was a head short, but I don't know why, when the woman stood in front of him, he felt a little helpless. Later, the woman turned her eyes to He Yihong: "You can go down."

"But ..." At this time, people far and near exercised, and people were curious about the scene here. Originally, they thought it was the scene where the owner of the Wuguan Museum was beaten. After breaking the contest, there was a lot of discussion around. Tirapa was about to speak, and the woman looked at him lightly, repeating: "I said! Are you ready? Shoot when you are ready!"

At this time, she was wearing a pair of glasses and her hands were inserted into her trousers pockets. The image of a cold intellectual beauty did not look like a fight with anyone. Tirapa's face changed a little, and he said in Chinese, "I'm not kidding you!" On the side, several skinny men who learned Muay Thai following Hiliwang have yelled in Thai.

"Brother, teach this woman!"

"Poke her!"

"A woman like this learns badly without teaching ..."

"Let her know the pain!"

During the quarrel, the two faced each other quietly. Under the woman's indifferent gaze, the tension in Tirapa's heart had already condensed. Muay Thai honors and duels should not be insulted. Give this woman a lesson. … Even he didn't realize it, all sorts of complicated thoughts surged in this faint gaze, and his mood completely lost the peace needed by Muay Thai. Finally, the woman closed her eyes.

Throughout the venue, the sound of the floor sounded at that moment.

"Shoot!"

There are still many noisy venues ~ www.readwn.com ~ After this cold female voice, it suddenly quieted down, it was as if someone was screaming in their ears and beating. At the same time, Tirapa shouted and uncontrollably shot.

Everyone knows that he shot, but I do n’t know how he did it, except for the Muay Thai Grand Master ’s mission, because in the next moment, his body flew out like a shell. .

At the moment of his shot, the woman stretched out her right hand and threw him directly to the side like a garbage bag. The Thai man, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, was completely lost at that moment. Resistance.

In the sight of everyone, the woman just waved a hand, the man in front of her disappeared, and the next moment, a loud noise rang, and three treadmills ten meters away hit each other, both of which had fallen to the ground Some removable parts on the treadmill fluttered and scattered, and Tirapa's body appeared in the pile of steel parts. After struggling a few times, he couldn't move anyway. He spit blood in his mouth and his left hand bone was completely broken. The broken bone stabbed directly from under the skin, with a sensational blood and minced meat, forming an unspeakable scene of horror. The world is quiet ...