Building madman

As the game approached, the audience grew.

Watch for free!

Open competition!

Think about those fifty tickets with a unit price of 10,000 yuan...

Definitely earned!

Moreover, in the past two days, the ticket price has soared. So far, it has been fired to 25,000!

God damn Ge Erhei!

That's a half house!

And now, we can also enjoy such treatment!

As a result, one pass ten, ten pass a hundred, and it coincided with the off-hours, the park square was quickly overcrowded.

It seems that if you do not come, you are just stupid, and you have lost half of your house...

When there are more people, the scene becomes chaotic.

The security officer is dispatched...

Xingyuewan Tianwei dispatched...

No. 01 Mi-26 lifted off again, followed by 02 and 03, hovering on the outermost periphery, illuminating the entire square...

at the same time.

The host is in place.

The referee is in place.

The radio is also ready.

"Dear fathers and villagers, dear friends in the audience, welcome to watch the Wulin Hegemony·Open Tournament..."

"The two players in this competition are Tang~~Sen from Tianwei Security!!!"

"Professional fighter from North America, the undefeated king who has won 143 consecutive games, fight~~axe!!!"

"The players on both sides are warming up nervously. Let us first understand some statistics of the two..."

a long time.

Dangdang...

The master who served as the referee introduced the rules to Townsend and Tomahawk. In the end, he punched the two of them with one punch...

"Remember, don't challenge my bottom line!"

Tomahawk:...

Townsend: Own people!Can you start lightly!

"The game, officially begins!"

Dangdang...

Being punched by the old monk, Tomahawk was a little dazed by the immense power, and he touched Tang Sen with his fist in a vague way, feeling that the whole person was not good.

No wonder!

No wonder half of the top ten in the Black Boxing rankings are from China!

"Hey, brother, cheer up, otherwise I will let you know today what cruelty is!" Tang Sen gently waved his fist and touched the opponent's glove.

He wants to be lazy today and doesn't want to go to the construction site...

Fist and fist collided, and awakened the battle axe from his contemplation, relying on the experience accumulated over the years, kicked it a little later.

However, he also reserved some strength.

Just now the boss's attitude changed and he asked him to play more.

Why?

I'm afraid I can't return to North America!

The boss said that the bald young man looked at him like a dead person!

boom!

In simple thinking, the fists and feet of the two sides touched again, making a muffled noise.

Tomahawk retracted his right leg and moved his slightly numb ankle.

So strong!

After so many life-and-death battles, he can clearly feel the opponent's reaction speed, force-generating skills, and his own hidden explosive power.

Could it be...

Is he really from a training camp in Siberia?

Not the one that was destroyed, but other deserted islands?!

The tomahawk stepped back a bit, secretly accumulating power, twisting his left foot, twisting his waist and abdomen, swinging his right leg...

Side kick (head),

Side kick (waist),

Side kick (knee)!

The moment the right foot hits the ground, he drives his left fist and rushes straight to the opponent's chest...

Boom boom... boom!

The whole set of actions is smooth and flowing, it took less than a second, and it was done in one go, with offense and defense...

however!

Take it!

The Huaxia people in front of him had completely taken over his nirvana!

Not only that, but the other party hasn't moved since the beginning!

"Hiss..." The battle-axe took a breath, and the back became cold, and there was even a creepy feeling.

But Town Sen grinned, showing his white teeth, "Hey, weak chicken, try harder, didn't you eat?!"

Black boxers are all bloody, hard training all the year round, depressed temperament, and easy to be irritable.

Tomahawk thinks that he is not weak, even if he encounters the strongest players today, he dares to challenge him.

The boss just told his subordinates to be merciful, and now I see that the opponent is so powerful...

"Roar!"

Tomahawk decided to give it all!

Straight fist, swing fist, sweep, vertical split, knee bump...

Townsend did not deliberately despise the opponent, but aroused the opponent's fighting spirit.

Otherwise, how to make the game both exciting and long-lasting?

unfortunately!

Townsend forgot one thing!

His previous opponent was either a heavy cavalry of the same level or a more advanced monk.

Both sides are tyrannical, in order to relieve the strength, the body will subconsciously follow the move to swing back and forth.

Sometimes it seems dangerous, but in fact there is no contact.

Sometimes it seems like hunting with wind, but in fact it doesn't use much effort.

Sometimes it sounds banging, but it actually uses a little trick.

While fighting with the tomahawk, he chose to resist. From a distance, the opponent seemed to be driving a stake, without any visual impact.

Moreover, the Tomahawk is a black boxing, not a professional player. The goal of the fight is to quickly knock down the opponent, and the training is explosive, ten seconds, dozens of seconds, at most two or three minutes to end the game.

Now it was unable to cause substantial damage to Townsend. After three rounds of brilliant bursts, he stopped panting and changed offense to defense.

The two of them snorted, snorted, and provocatively, humming, humming, and provoking bullseye to bullseye, and they jumped around in circles, neither of them shot...

Off the court.

"what happened?"

"It's different from what is shown on TV!"

"Yeah, let's forget the Master Daoist's kind. Yesterday afternoon, Tang Sen and Li Sen fisted for four full rounds!"

"Is this foreigner fake?"

"Huh? Wait, I'll check the foreigner's information at the next Internet cafe."

A little bit.

"Damn, I didn't find it!"

"This is not the actor invited by Ge Baiyi?"

"Fake match?"

"Fake match!"

"The blame has to look good, it turns out... tui... a fake match!"

"Let's not watch fake matches!!!"

…………

"Ok?"

Sitting in the auditorium, Ge Xiaotian opened the system map and checked the Kolyma 3 base. He thought about how to storm the resources of the strong man after arriving in Siberia the day after tomorrow. He heard the call from a distance, which was a bit inexplicable.

What fake match?

They are black punches that can kill professional players in seconds, OK?

Shuai Bo, who presided over the game, hurried up and said, "Boss, I figured it out. Some people feel that this duel is not as exciting as our previous games, so I checked the Tomahawk on the Internet... and it didn't happen!

"Nonsense, black boxer, how can the information be made public? The data we get is still collected by rich players from the Shenlong Legend in North America!"

"But... the audience don't think so, they suspect that Tomahawk is the actor we invited!"

"..."

I let my men fight fake matches, you guys think it looks good!

Now I agree to play a real match with dangerous people, but you think it is fake?!

"Boss, what should I do?"

Ge Xiaotian looked at the time and then at the playing field. The two went around, really boring, "Let Townson end the game and go back to the construction site!"

"do not fight?"

"Well...change a group of lightweight (champion swordsmen), let the fathers and villagers see another fast-flowing style!"

"Ok!"

Shuai Bo got the instructions and hurried back to the arena to communicate a few words to the master who was the referee...

"Tang Sen, you should go back to the construction site to work!"

"Huh?!" Townsend suddenly showed a bitter face.

Tomahawk could not understand the Chinese language, and was a little confused when he heard the words: "What?"

Before the words fell, a heavy fist struck his chest.

The tomahawk raised his arm to block...

boom!

The sturdy figure crossed the guardrail and flew out of the playing field...

The crowd: It really is a fake match!After calling for a long time, this one is true!

Horton was also shocked to see the Tomahawk being KO.

What kind of strength is this?

Tomahawk is a billion-level bargaining chip he spent tens of millions to cultivate!

Thinking of this, Horton got up and walked to the bald youth sitting in a daze in the auditorium.

"Mr. Ge?"

"Ok?"

"I wonder if you fighter, can you?"

"Sorry! We only play formal professional tournaments." Ge Xiaotian smiled for the first time. The other party asked for something, and he has business at home.

"I can pay! Twenty million Franklin!"

"Do you think I am short of money?"

"I can provide international security services for your company!"

"Hehe, I also have a security company!"

Ge Xiaotian shook his head and motioned to the other side to look at the twenty heavy riders behind him, "No one is inferior to Townsend on the competition field. He is very good at playing and also very capable, like two-finger thick steel bars, they can break it. day!"

"hiss……"

"Moreover, they also have some unique skills, such as darts, unlocking... No, they are starving. They can maintain their peak state without eating or drinking for a week!"

"hiss……"

While the two were chatting, the second game also started amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the audience.

Two speed-flow champion swordsmen, fist to fist, leg to leg, crackling like a whip...

Seeing this scene, thinking about the introduction of the bald youth, Horton almost doubted whether he had come to a magical country!

Do not!

She itself is a magical country!

Ge Xiaotian took the Cuban cigar that Gao Song helped to light, motioned Holden to come, and Shi Shiran walked to the Guyue Hotel next to the park square.

"As the saying goes, a guest from afar, we are in the same security industry, we can learn from each other, supervise each other, and cooperate with each other!"

"Right, right, right!" Holden was so generous with his compliments to Heavy. "They are so cool and cruel! I like it!"

"Want to either?"

"Ok!"

"Tianwei Property is at your service!

Currently available:

International Package A, employing 1,000 black iron security guards, only 3 million Franklins per year!(Bride)

International Package B, employing 1,000 bronze-level security guards, only needs 10 million Franklin per year.(Ordinary arms)!

International C package...Silver security, only 20 million Franklin per year.(Elite infantry, elite archer)

International D package...Gold level...50 million.(Elite archers, champion swordsmen, heavy cavalry)

International customized package, each diamond-level security, only 5 million Franklin!(Monk)"

"???" Mr. Horton is a little confused, what am I doing?Am I not a security guard?Why is my heart moved?

"However, the scope of foreign employment of our Tianwei Security Company is limited to legal items!" Ge Xiaotian snapped his fingers, "Of course, because of legality, we can also provide your company with second-hand second-hand... No, it's a brand new armored transport vehicle. Heavy-duty transport helicopters, new all-weather combat uniforms, bullet-proof and explosion-proof helmets and other security equipment and machinery are available at reasonable prices and a lot of discounts. Not only are they delivered to your door, they also come with a three-year warranty!"

"..." Mr. Horton was completely stunned. How do I feel that your business is bigger than me?

"That's right!" Ge Xiaotian looked around, greeted him to approach, and whispered: "Brother, do you want to buy an aircraft carrier? I have it!"

"???"