Kidnapper Past Events: Three
Black Fist Past Events
6
I changed into a pair of sports shorts in the lounge, did a simple stretch, and warmed up. Soon, the fighter I was going to fight with was confirmed, and Li Ge told me about it orally: Hidetaka Yamaguchi, a Japanese, has fought nine black fists, 7 wins and 2 losses, and his daily weight is 78 kilograms. To be honest, I’m not sure about the specific strength. I only know that he was born in karate and played in the K-1 qualifying match in Japan. Jizhenliu
, which I’ve touched a little bit, is a tricky genre that focuses on tempering the hardness of the body. Its founder, Dashan Beida, is said to be able to cut off the horns of an ox with one hand. Most of the real martial arts performances are hard work such as splitting wine bottles and smashing ice cubes with bare hands, which looks quite frightening.
Unexpectedly, I can meet this genre here, and the other side has nine black boxing matches. Although I have confidence in my fighting skills, I still have no idea at the moment. Seeing my anxiety,
Brother Li patted me on the shoulder and said, “Don’t think so much. Just go up and do it. I’m optimistic about you.”. Liu Wan-shan is betting a lot on Yamaguchi. If you want to embarrass him, find a way to win.
Although I took a gamble at the beginning, I still felt a little weak when it came to the stage: “Brother Li, just in case..”
“Just in case!” “If you don’t believe in yourself, who can you count on?”
“I see.” I took a deep breath. “Okay, I’m ready.”
My match with Hidetaka Yamaguchi belonged to the home match. It was already past 11 o’clock at night, but the onlookers were not tired. On the contrary, they were more energetic. Their eyes were shining when they stared at me. It was the eyes of the gamblers. It was obvious that they had bet heavily.
I stepped into the ring, looked at the audience around me, and then fixed my eyes on Gu Jie. She also saw me, and for a moment she was so surprised that her eyes opened wide and her mouth opened, as if she wanted to say something. Hidetak
a Yamaguchi also took the stage. He wore a pair of white karate pants and was bare-chested. His smooth muscle lines showed the results of his daily training. This fellow was about as tall as I was, but he looked at me with a contemptuous look that was full of disdain, or rather, murderous intent.
I met his gaze and looked back. Although I have never played black boxing, I have one thing in common: if I am oppressed by my opponent’s momentum in the ring, I am basically finished.
This kind of game has no referee, no break, just keep playing until one side concedes or falls to the ground. I don’t have any protective equipment, but I wear a mouth guard because of my professional habits.
Yamaguchi’s hand was wrapped in a bandage-a sign of professionalism. Do not think that the naked fist has much lethality, the human phalanx is far more fragile than skull, you punch the other side’s head, most of the time the other side is fine, your palm is broken first. Bandages can maximize the protection of their hand bones and avoid the risk of injury.
I spat on my bandage, which was a little dirty trick to make the bandage more astringent and increase its friction. The spectators
around became noisy, Yamaguchi made a gesture of wiping his neck at me, and the game began.
I jumped over with a small jump, launched the first attack, and hit him in the face with a series of jabs. Yamaguchi continued to shake and flash, avoiding a few jabs, and then a hand knife swept over, the speed is like lightning! I pulled back subconsciously and scratched my neck with my fingertips, which was burning with pain.
Sure enough, it is the technique of extremely true flow. If this hand knife is eaten, I’m afraid I’ll have to explain it here on the spot. Yamaguchi missed, and then a forward kick hit me in the abdomen!
The leg was so hidden that I didn’t dodge and was kicked. In a flash, the lower abdomen seemed to be penetrated by a sharp blade, and a vicious and sharp force entered my liver. I almost retched with pain, and then I realized that the leg just now was not an ordinary forward kick at all, but a unique technique in karate-three days and one month! Instead of using the whole forefoot to attack,
this leg method uses the “tiger toe” part to move forward. The contact area is extremely small, so the pressure is extremely high. The part that has been hit often leaves a crescent-shaped scar, so it is called “three days and one month.”. I had only heard of this kind of leg before, but now I got a solid blow, and I felt like I was pierced by a dagger. There was a proud look
on Yamaguchi’s face. Maybe before the game, he knew I was a novice, so he played very easily. And this blow, “Three Days and One Moon,” laid the foundation for his victory. He grinned, stuck out his tongue, and made a face at me.
I leaned against the ropes, digesting the pain of the blow, and glanced at Gu Jie. I can’t see her face, but I don’t want to make a fool of myself here-if I go down, it’s all over. I don’t want to go back to my old life!
Come on, I gave him a defiant hook.
Yamaguchi was enraged by my movements. He rushed over and stabbed me in the face with a knife. I dodged, left and right hooks to his chin, and he looked up as if he had expected it, but my real purpose was to see it now, and a right knee hit him hard in the ribs!
He is very true, and I also have my own way of fighting, that is, Sanda + Thai boxing. I’m an academic, but I’ve also played professionally.
Yamaguchi was hit by this knee and stumbled back. His eyes were a little surprised. Maybe he didn’t expect me to return the favor. But it was just the beginning, and I followed closely, firing on all cylinders, and a stormy combination of fists and legs went up. Yamaguchi held his head to defend, and in the interval of the attack, he made a sudden elbow swing, which hit me on the chin. I shook my head, the mouth guard flew out, in the spotlight, but also brought out a string of crystal saliva.
I fell back uncontrollably, and it seemed as if Brother Li was shouting in my ears, “Ah Ming, hold on!” Hold on even if you
die! I endured a burst of dizziness and tried to hold the boxing frame to defend against the onslaught of the other side. Yamaguchi saw that my defense was tight and began to attack my lower plate, knocking my left knee with his heel. “Sickle leg!” It was karate’s tricky and insidious legwork again. My knees were so painful that I could hardly stand. Yamaguchi stepped up his efforts and hit another sickle leg. I fell to the ring with a “splash.”. The spectators
around burst into cheers.
I pulled the ropes and stood up. If we stop here, nothing will really change. Yamaguchi rushed up again. It seemed that he was going to end the battle. I put all my eggs in one basket and jumped forward with the help of the rebound of the ropes. At the same time, I went over with one knee.
Flying knee.
The mountain pass rushed forward, and I pushed forward, and this knee happened to hit me, and it was the same rib just now, and I seemed to hear a crisp “click.”. Yamaguchi knelt down and his body spasmed in pain. I will not give up this opportunity, although my left leg and knee are as painful as broken, but I am anti-frame, left leg is my main attack leg, I still clenched my teeth and swung my left leg, and gave him a real sweep kick in the head.
“Bang!”
Yamaguchi is down. I had a sharp pain in my left leg and fell down.
But I can still get up.
After the game, Li Ge sent me to the hospital.
In the car, I kept recalling Liu Wanshan’s face, which was so angry that it was twisted, and I couldn’t say how happy it was. I don’t know how much money he lost, but it’s certainly not a small amount. Gu Jie also tried to comfort him, but he pushed him away, cursing all kinds of dirty words loudly in his mouth. Originally a boss who talked and laughed calmly, in a twinkling of an eye, he became an irascible and furious Philistine businessman, and the skin of the upper class was really broken as soon as it was poked.
I don’t know what Gu Jie thinks, but do you have a little pity for me in your heart? Forget it. I shook my head. *** it.
I was sent to the emergency room, the main injury is the left leg knee, cruciate ligament tear, the doctor said that this is a permanent injury, even if cured, there are sequelae.
I was lying in a hospital bed with my left leg in plaster, suffering from the pain of the anesthetic. Brother Li threw an envelope to me, which contained a thick wad of money. I counted it. It was sixty thousand in total.
“So much?”
“The appearance fee is 30,000 yuan, and the other 30,000 yuan is earned by yourself.” Brother Li finished and took another look at my leg. “Ah Ming, to tell you the truth, I didn’t expect you to work so hard.”. This leg of yours..
I smiled, was silent and said, “Brother Li, I don’t regret it.”. This is my own choice.
“Yes, I have the guts.” He patted me on the shoulder. “Stay with me from now on. I won’t let you suffer.”
Brother Li’s energy is much greater than I expected. Raising boxers to play black boxing is just one of his businesses. In addition to these, he also has several night shows, KTV, and bath centers under his name, and even real estate businesses are involved in them. After decades on the road, he has already accumulated his own status and contacts, and established his own business empire.
Sometimes, I have to admit that the playground of the world seems to be set up for such people. More than
a month later, I was discharged from hospital. The doctor was right. It was permanent damage. I went from being a normal person to a cripple. I walked with a limp.
They all looked at me with strange eyes and a look of regret in their eyes. Perhaps in their view, such a handsome young man has become a cripple, which is really a waste of natural resources. But I don’t think so. One leg, in the face of survival, doesn’t matter.
I dragged this leg and limped to find Li Ge. He was drinking tea in a training hall, where seven or eight people were training, all of whom were fighters he raised to fight for him.
“Coming, Amin.” Brother Li greeted me warmly and asked me to sit down. “In the future, you can help me take care of it.”
“Brother Lee,” I interrupted, saying, “I want to play.”
Brother Li froze for a moment, then looked at me and laughed. “What are you talking about? Don’t you know what’s going on?”
“Never mind, I can still play.” I took off my shoes and limped to the mat and made my way to the training area. The boxers who were hitting the sandbags also stopped and looked at me suspiciously. One of them, with a playful expression, said, “Oh, the cripple fights?”? I’ve never seen it before. Ignoring them,
I walked straight through the mocking eyes to a sandbag. It was the largest sandbag in the training hall, with a diameter of more than 80 centimeters and a weight of at least 190 kilograms. It hung there quietly like a dormant beast. I took a breath, swung my left leg, and kicked the sandbag hard. There was
a dull thud, as if the sandbags were about to be punctured and trembled rapidly, and dust fell from the ceiling. The fighters who looked disdainful
just now were all stunned and looked incredulous.
The left leg is permanently damaged, the peripheral nerves are blocked, the pain is reduced, and now this leg is a weapon.
I’m lame, but I’m stronger.
I turned my head and looked at Brother Li and said, “Brother Li, do you think I can do it?”
“Awesome! Awesome!” Brother Li laughed and clapped his hands. “Ah Ming, you’re a cockroach who can’t be beaten to death!”
Yes, even if I live like a cockroach, I will take root in this world and try my best to live.
The next day, I went to the tattoo shop to get a tattoo. The master took the tattoo I wanted and was dumbfounded. “Are you sure you want to get this tattoo?” The pattern in
his hand is not Guan Gong, Guanyin, Xiashanhu or Shoulder Dragon. It’s a villa.
I took off my clothes, flashed my back and said, “Yes, I want to get this.”
I want to make myself remember this goal. I want to keep it on my back and never forget it. The
tattoo master’s needle pierced my skin, and every time, it hurt in the depths of my soul. With my villa on my back,
I re-entered the black market boxing ring. Brother Li is right. As a novice fighter like me, it’s much faster to make money in black boxing than in professional boxing. I kept a high attendance rate, and gradually, the punters who bet on the game also knew me, and they gave me a particularly appropriate nickname, “Kidnapper.”
It doesn’t matter, as long as it’s recognizable. In fact, doing this, just like the entertainment industry, the more characteristics you have, you can make others pay attention to you, someone is willing to spend money on you, you can earn more. The stereotyped net red face will never come to the fore.
On the day of the competition, I met an old acquaintance, Liu Wanshan, in an old tire factory in Xiqing. Of course, he also carried my ex-girlfriend, Gu Jie, beside him.
To be honest, whenever I think of Gu Jie’s delicate body being pressed by Liu Wanshan, my heart hurts like being cut by a knife.
Liu Wanshan came straight over and greeted Li, saying, “Boss Li, I haven’t seen you for a long time. I heard that business has been good recently.”
“Thanks to General Manager Liu, I barely live from hand to mouth.” “How can we compare with you in this small business?” Asked Brother Li. “We have a big family.”
Don’t say that. The fighters below you alone are enough to make people greedy. I hear that quite a few new recruits have been recruited recently.
“Hey, they’re all young kids. Take your time.”
Liu Wanshan looked at me standing next to him. Naturally, he was impressed by me. That night in Tanggu Shipyard, I let him lose a lot of money. Gu Jie also looked at me, his eyes were very unnatural, and hurriedly took it back.
“This little brother is very skillful and interesting, but he’s still so fierce when he’s lame,” says Liu Wan-shan, handing him a cigarette. “Boss Li, are you interested in gambling?”.
“Oh?” Brother Li took the cigarette and said, “What’s the bet?”
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Black Fist Past Events
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