"Oh, Ziping, I haven't seen you in a long time. I still miss you." Jin Che gave Wang Ziping a bear hug.
Wang Ziping had difficulty breathing. He was not used to such an intimate hug from a man, so he quickly pushed him away. Jin Che was not only tall, but also had a strong physique. Just as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on the princess kneeling on the floor, and his face revealed a wretched expression.
"Big brother, if you like it, I will let them accompany you later." Wang Ziping frowned. Although this guy was good at martial arts, his only weakness was that he was lecherous.
"Ziping, thank you." Jin Che was very excited.
After calming down, Wang Xiong poured wine for him. "Big brother, young master Wang, drink." Wang Ziping had already roughly told Jin Che what had happened.
Jin Che could not help but sneer. "What the hell? He actually defeated a 4th dan Taekwondo black belt, and you say he has never learned Taekwondo?"
"Yes, I have investigated. This guy has never learned martial arts, but his strength is amazing." Wang Ziping said in a deep voice. Last time at school, he had indeed seen Zhuo Bufan defeat Bao Junkai and the Taekwondo teacher. It seemed that he relied on brute force, great strength, and fast speed.
In his opinion, Zhuo Bufan did not know Taekwondo and martial arts at all, so it was not a big deal.
"Oh, a poor boy dared to slander Taekwondo. I must break his arm." Jin Che squinted his eyes and flew into a rage.
"But I still have something to do this time. I need to help my master defeat a martial arts club in Chidragon and ruin their place. Those so-called martial arts don't look cool and useless. I don't know what they're used for," Jin Che said after finishing a glass of wine.
Wang Ziping said with a smile, "Big brother, as long as you can cripple that boy this time, I will give you 200,000 and help you find a few beautiful women to accompany you."
"Ziping, you are so good to me." Jin Che said with a smile.
Wang Ziping had goosebumps all over his body when he heard his words. On the other hand, Knife, who had been sitting at the side without saying a word, narrowed his eyes. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. "Young master Wang, you said you will give 200,000 for helping you cripple a boy?"
"Hmm?" Wang Ziping frowned at him.
Watermelon Knife wiped his head and laughed, "Young Master Wang, you can just leave such a simple task to me. Why do you need to invite someone from so far away? What's the use of having soft skin and tender flesh? Just give me 200,000 yuan and I'll help you settle it!"
"You'll help me?" A trace of disdain flashed in Wang Ziping's eyes. He looked down on these street gangsters who lived on the edge of a knife from the bottom of his heart.
The water knife sneered, "At least it's more useful than this guy. No matter how powerful he is, can he beat a few of my men? Why did you waste so much effort to find him? " To be honest, Bubbleblade looked down on this kind of handsome man the most. He even bragged that he was a Taekwondo expert.
In his opinion, those martial arts experts were only filmed in TV dramas. They were gangsters who fought on the streets all day, and they were much more useful than those fancy moves that were only suitable for viewing.
Hearing his words, even Wang Ziping was silent. Back then, when Zhuo Bufan used Taekwondo to defeat Bao Junkai and his Taekwondo teacher, he also wanted to hire a Taekwondo expert to deal with Zhuo Bufan. But thinking about it, Taekwondo was indeed more for viewing than practical, especially for gangsters who lived on the edge of a knife. They fought with their lives on the line and were ruthless.
Could it be that Taekwondo couldn't even deal with gangsters?
Wang Xiong gave Wang Ziping a look. He also felt that what the water knife said was very reasonable. After all, they had never seen Big Senior Brother fight before. Moreover, those gold medals and trophies were all obtained through fighting. There was still a difference between a competition and a real fight.
For example, if you watched a wrestling competition, the athletes would all be wearing protective gear. If you hit me here and I hit you there, you would get a few points. To the audience, it would be a little boring and meaningless. Otherwise, two street thugs would be able to beat each other up with their fists until their faces were swollen.
"You want to challenge me?" Jin Che, who was hugging the princess in the private room, suddenly stared at the water knife with a cold gaze.
He had been banished from the country. This time, he could meet Lord Wang, a powerful figure in Chidragon. If he wanted to live in Chidragon with a new identity, he had to ask for Lord Wang's help. If he couldn't prove that his strength was useful, would Wang Ziping help him?
The water knife didn't want to be outdone and said, "As long as you're not afraid. I'll call my underling right now."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." After Jin Che finished speaking, he continued to hug the woman and chat.
Ten minutes later, a man walked into the private room. He was about 1.9 meters tall, even taller than Jin Che. He wore a black singlet, and his muscles bulged, containing explosive energy. On his arm was a tattoo of a ferocious tiger coming down from the mountain.
"Brother Knife, you're looking for me?" The man looked around and finally looked at the water knife.
"There's someone here. Help me cripple him." The water knife coldly glanced at Jin Che. In his eyes, Jin Che's skin was soft and tender, and he was just for show. If they really fought, could he beat Lei Zi?
Cutlass looked at Wang Ziping and said, "Young Master Wang, Leister is a good brother of mine in prison. He used to fight in an underground boxing ring. Even five people in prison couldn't hold him down. That fancy fighting style is just to fool you. Just watch him kneel and beg for mercy."
In fact, Lei Zi had fought in an underground boxing match, and he was beaten half to death. However, since he had the ability to join the underground boxing match, he naturally couldn't be compared to ordinary gangsters. Usually, he could beat five or six gangsters without a problem.
Jin Che put down the wine glass, tidied up his suit, and stood up. He took a deep breath and said lazily, "This big guy?"
"If you're afraid, then scram now. Don't be an eyesore here and insult Young Master Wang's eyes." The water knife calmly said.
"Big Senior Brother, you don't mind showing me your martial arts, right?" Wang Ziping saw that Lei Zi's muscles were like steel, and he already had an idea.
Jin Che suddenly launched an attack, and his aura changed. He was like a startled old cat, and all the hair on his body stood up. Borrowing the force of his feet, he rushed up and kicked the big guy in the chest.
The sound was like thunder, and the speed was like lightning. Lei Zi only had time to cross his arms in front of his chest. His whole body flew out as if he was hit by a truck. He fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood flowed out of his mouth, and he passed out.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
