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Mike spent one night in Guangdong and Hong Kong.The next day, the Golden Tiger Gang tweaked a bit and agreed to Mike's conditions before Zheng Xian became impatient.

Mike and Zheng Xian shook hands again.

bid farewell.

Shi Wenyan asked Mike a question, what move did he lose to.

Mike thought for a moment and replied: "Use your mental power to condense the murderous aura into a needle, and then pierce it into your brain."

After thinking for a moment, Shi Wenyan lowered his head and said, "Thank you for your mercy."

Yes, if Mike had not shown mercy, S Wenyan would have either died or become a fool.

Before boarding the plane, Mike even joked to Shi Wenyan: "I have a trick here called 'Bagua Zhang. Return to Heaven'. Do you want to learn it?"

After Mike boarded the plane, Nick Fury called Zheng Xian and held a consultation "from a position of strength."

Zheng Xian felt no fluctuation in his heart.

Who are you fooling?

As a result, S.H.I.E.L.D. gained the authority to host Mike at Mudboom.

Zheng Xian wanted to laugh.

get off a plane.

Mike sat down and prepared to fight all the way until rivers of blood flowed.

After all, in the movie, isn't Ni Hongren's favorite Jade Sui?A group of Yakuza covered in tattoos, holding samurai swords, shouting and yelling "Baga" and "Malu Yelang" were what Mike imagined.

However, it does not.

What greeted Mike was the SHIELD agent Takashi Tanaka, who was born in the mud, and the limousine prepared by the Shankou team.

The two Yamato Nadeshikos in the car pretended to be at your disposal.

Mike: "What's going on?"

"I'm very sorry." Tanaka Takashi thought that these two people didn't like Mike, so he bent down and said, "This is the Shankou team's intention. I didn't ask for your consent in advance. I'm very sorry. If you don't like it, you can ask them to do it immediately." car."

"It's not that I don't like it."

One looks like Sayoko Matsuka, and the other looks like Sueku Ohashi. There's no reason not to like them...it's just a bit sudden.

Mike: "I mean, what do the Shankou Group want to do?"

Tanaka Takashi explained: "The Nibo people worship the strong. Not only have you shown great power in my father's place in the United States, but you have also gained the respect of the grandfathers of the Celestial Dynasty. As sons and grandsons, of course they must be filial."

The implication is that please enjoy Nitōko's specialty - Yamato Nadeshiko, which is in line with Nitōdō's usual urinary nature.

In short, when we arrived at Nihong, Mike was too busy to go out and see the scenery.

Kindness is difficult.

It made Mike want to go to the Big Universe Country to experience a girl group.It's a pity that the Great Cosmos Kingdom is obviously the center of the universe, but it doesn't have a seat at the high table.

The next stop is Goose Country.

Siberia.

Death Camp.

What greeted Mike was Aslan Ivankov, the "discipline gangster" of the Mammoth Gang.The so-called disciplinary gangsters are similar to the elders of the Celestial Dynasty sect. They may not necessarily control specific affairs, but they have status and qualifications in the sect and have the right to vote in major events.

Ivankov proposed that as long as Mike had a fight with the soldiers from the death camp, regardless of winning or losing, they would fully accept Mike's conditions.

Mike readily agreed.

Ivankov led Mike to an underground fighting arena and a VIP room on the second floor.Through the one-way glass, you can see that the winner of a fight has been decided on the spiked Octagon fighting stage.

Spectators who lost money by placing wrong bets cursed wildly and stretched out their hands, thumbs down.

The winner knelt on the loser's back, fixed the chin with one hand, fixed the Tianling cover with the other, and twisted it.

Click.

The loser dies.

Therefore, it is self-evident what thumbs down means.

"Fighting here?" Mike asked.

"Correct."

“Can spectators place bets?”

"of course."

Mike's eyes lit up: "Can I do it too?"

Ivankov shook his head: "Sorry, players cannot place bets. This is a rule to avoid cheating."

"Okay." Mike was a little disappointed.

Soon someone came to the stage to take away the body and wash away the blood.Ivankov found a waiter and whispered a few words.

The waiter talked to the host who was responsible for arousing the audience's emotions.

The host came on stage: "After receiving the latest news, a game will be temporarily added..."

He paused on purpose.

As he expected, the audience on the stage cursed and expressed their dissatisfaction.

Then the host continued: "One of the contestants is the 'Meat Grinder of Death' from Death Camp!"

Death Grinder is the ace of this underground fighting arena. He has not lost a single game in two years, and few people have the courage to challenge him.

The clamoring audience suddenly fell silent.

good results.

The host continued: "The challenger is a mysterious brave man from the United States. Let us give this mysterious man the warmest welcome. We hope he can last two more seconds under the meat grinder of death and make us happy for two more seconds."

The audience burst into laughter.

People from the Goose country and Americans don't like each other, it's just a routine operation.

The Death Grinder appears first.

He is three meters tall.

The muscles are knotted like gray-white steel.

Obviously not a normal human being.

Mike looked at Ivankov.

Ivankov half-smiled, "Mr. Tang must be afraid."

I originally wanted to say that it would cost a lot to cultivate such a "meat grinder", and it would be a pity to die... Now, just smile.

Mike approached the corner cage and the iron door slammed shut.

The cage smelled of blood.

Mike, who is over 1.8 meters tall, looks small in front of the three-meter-high death meat grinder.

The host announces the start from outside the cage.

In the past, the host was in the cage and also acted as the referee. After being affected or going crazy, a few players were easily beaten to death, and that was changed.

Then it was discovered that a hairy referee was needed.

Ivankov stood in front of the one-way glass on the second floor.

look down.

He is a gangster in the Goose Country. Of course, he cannot have as strong an intelligence capability as the Divine Spear Bureau. He did obtain some intelligence from the Americans, but he thinks it is questionable.

How can people from Goose country completely trust Americans?

However, the dynamics of Italy, China, and Nihong made them feel that the Americans' intelligence was not false, but was beautified and exaggerated.

So, they had to try Mike's skills for themselves.

The Death Grinder is the first generation product of genetically modified warriors from the Death Training Camp.

The product...has no human touch.

As a first-generation product, the Death Grinder has the strongest combat power, but it is too big to participate in regular combat, and it is easy to lose your mind when fighting.So, he was thrown into the death ring to create benefits for training camp.

"Haha~ Let the death meat grinder expose the lies of the Americans..."

Without saying anything, Death Grinder stretched out his hand, trying to grab Mike's head.

His hands are big and powerful.

Crushing a person's head like a persimmon is the specialty of the death grinder.

However, Mike squatted down, leaned forward, and used one hand... The ankles of the Death Meat Grinder were too thick to be grasped with one hand, so he grabbed it with both hands.

smash!

Smash it on the spikes of the cage.

Smash it to the ground.

The sound of "bang bang bang" made the audience's hearts beat wildly.

Mike casually threw the death grinder that was disproportionate to him on the ground and looked at the second floor.

Ivankov chewed his cigar.

stunned.

Death Grinder struggled to get up.

Mike stamped his foot hard.

Wow!

The death grinder spurted out blood mixed with viscera.

pat!

With this kick, the cigar in Ivankov's mouth fell to the ground.

Is it necessary to continue developing this series of products?