From the Bird

When Li Yan opened his eyes, he was greeted by a row of white lamps; the noisy shouts around and the pungent smell of cigarettes gave him a headache.

He sat up on the concrete floor and looked around.

Li Yan was sitting next to the wall, facing a five-meter-square boxing ring, and the left hand side circled around. There were hundreds of seats filled with people. At this moment, he was screaming at the fist, exhaustingly, waving the white paper coupon in his hand, his eyes red.

"This is, underground black fist? What about the fat man?"

Li Yan muttered to himself.

And at this moment, in the extremely noisy environment, a husky and deep voice passed into Li Yan's ears very clearly.

"Master Walking, welcome to Yan Fu. We have prepared a new identity for you, which will not cause anyone to doubt. Please rest assured."

Immediately afterwards, Li Yan clearly saw the black smoke on the wall:

Time: 1986 AD

Location: Mong Kok, 22.35 degrees north latitude and 113.5 degrees east longitude.

North of the New Territories, Hong Kong, Kowloon Walled City, forced, dirty, crowded, dark, drug trafficking, smuggling, murder, robbery. There are many casinos, pavilions, opium smoke halls, heroes halls, dog meat restaurants, law and order chaos, and evil forces are rampant.

This is the city of evil, the city of garbage, the city of violence, and the city of profits ...

The requirements of this Yan Fu incident are as follows:

1. Hit the seventh round on the Kowloon boxing ring.

2. Obtain the remains of any ancient novel

3. Wake up the bird captured in the ancient novel.

(When any of the conditions is fulfilled, the Yan Fu incident is officially started)

The maximum time you can stay is one month. (Please note that once you lose the boxing match, you will return immediately regardless of the current progress of the Yan Fu incident.)

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Your personal information is as follows:

Name: Li Yan

Status: High fever, inflammation, bleeding.

Specialization: Ancient Martial Arts 81%

Li Yan stood up and stared at the specialization line for a while. I always felt that there was still something in it, but now I couldn't figure it out.

While Li Yan was thinking about it, a slap with the smell of sweat and cheap cigarettes hit his head.

"Snapped."

Li Yan grabbed someone's wrist, and just when he wanted to exert force, he heard a burst of yelling and scolding in his ear.

"Standing here as a zombie? Hey family shovel! Come on and fight."

He stumbled, about forty years old, wearing a suit that didn't fit well. A face of horizontal meat, bean-sized eyes open, a little fierce, and a little funny.

Li Yan quickly lowered his head, let go of the man's wrist, and glanced at the wall with Yu Guang. Sure enough, only messy smoke stains remained, and nothing could be seen.

The man was startled by Li Yan's eyes. When he saw Li Yan bowed his head, he quickly recovered his arrogance, sorted out his suit, took a sip on the ground, and muttered, "Stupid."

"If he can really **** to Hong Kong in 1986, then there is no reason why I can't cure me."

Li Yan walked silently to the fist ring, but his heart shuddered slightly.

"Below, there are the players who invited us to the highest limit tonight. He is very good. He claims to be fighting tonight to defeat all six boxers."

The host on the stage of the noodles and noodles shouted into the microphone in an exaggerated tone, trying to mobilize the atmosphere of the scene.

Li Yan did not feel a bit uncomfortable with such an environment. The monster in the audio-visual shop inspired the long-lost suffocation on the man. He walked to the fist box and was about to go up, but was guarded by black sunglasses The personnel stopped it.

"there."

The man pointed at several boxers standing under the fist.

At this time, the shouting sound of a mountain tsunami suddenly broke out on the field. As soon as Li Yan looked up, a smart man with dark skin and arms around his chest stepped onto the ring.

"Chacha! Chacha! Chacha!"

Li Yan looked with a smile at the man called Chacha on the stage. He was wearing a tight vest, and his muscles were knotted. There are thick calluses on the knees and elbows.

It seemed to feel Li Yan's gaze. Chacha turned his head and stared straight at Li Yan.

Li Yan interacted with Chacha's eyes for a while, walking towards the five fists who were standing on the stage waiting for Chacha's choice, but he was secretly surprised.

He saw a faint red light from this man, but others did not seem to notice it. More interestingly, when he looked at the boxers around him, he saw the same red light from them, but, It's a little darker than Chacha.

The host on the stage shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed tone:

"Check how fierce it is. I don't need to say more. The gambler who bought him wins today. Then, please check and choose the first boxer you want to play today."

Checking that the cruel, wolf-like eyes kept staring at Li Yan, until he reached the middle of the boxer's position, he raised his hand to signal the host, pointed his finger at Li Yan!

There was a boo under the stage. This pale and thin young man didn't look like he could play. Some veteran gamblers were even more determined. This person was a raw face he had never seen before. Forty-nine (small lunatics) who want to make quick money are students who have too many debts and are forced into the boxing ring.

The host glanced at the documents at hand and shouted.

"Check the boxer Li Yan, Li Yan on stage!"

Li Yan moved his shoulders and neck and turned on the stage.

Chacha showed a cruel smile, and made a gesture of wiping his neck at the expressionless Li Yan.

Li Yan stared at Chacha, who was shaking from side to side, leaning back slightly, posing a stance.

Some spectators whistled under the stage.

"Later, you won't win as Bruce Lee."

"Well in the first game, find an egg scatter casually and hit twice. The next few games will be lively."

Many people off the court are looking at the game with the mind that they can win six games in a row, not to mention those gamblers who bet on the game.

This man named Chachai was born in Trang Province, southern Thailand, and the Muay Thai teacher he is the King of Boxing is called Thai Southern Comet! He has studied Muay Thai for 20 years, and has kicked off some unknown lime trees! If there is not enough strength and confidence, Chacha would not dare to threaten to clear the customs on the Longcheng platform.

Suddenly, Chacha rushed over, and a fierce and fast straight punch went straight to Li Yan's face. The left foot was faintly noticeable, and the knee bump under his foot was ready to go. This is also the more common attack routine in Muay Thai. Use straight boxing as a slam attack, and use your knees to open the situation. Once you have the advantage, it will be a stormy elbow and knee!

Li Yan strode to the left, his left palm slightly bent to take Chacha's fist, lifted up, and his right hand passed straight from the outside of Chacha's right arm, and buckled to Chacha's neck.

This spooky speed surprised Chacha, who had not yet lifted his knee, but the palm of his opponent was less than a foot away from his throat! He subconsciously hid to the left, and Li Yan in front of him disappeared!

Before he could recover, the knee socket seemed to be hit hard by a small hammer, and he guessed that his lower body was soft, and the whole person fell to his knees.

Behind him was Li Yan who looked cold and just stood up.

In the front row of the stands, a man in a white suit with a gold chain on his neck crooked his head and mumbled to himself:

"Ziyu pass? Gossip palm?"

The man in the suit could see clearly that Li Yan passed through Chacha's armpit, and stepped on the knee socket of his right leg.

It is the son-in-law who passed the gossip palm!

The audience was uproar.

In any case, the Thai guy was knocked to the ground as soon as he met him, or he was caught by a raw face that no one had ever seen.

Many people scolded the paper coupons in their hands and threw them out of the field. The crowd was so excited that everyone doubted that they would be able to check the fake match.

Chacha stood up with a somber face, moved his right leg, and raised his fist at Li Yan.

"It's my turn."

This time Li Yan rushed forward in a short stride, right straight boxing towards Chachai's cheek.

Chacha carefully guarded his face and blocked the punch firmly. Unexpectedly, Li Yan kicked with his right leg, and his calf kicked into Chacha's crotch. It was exactly the intention of checking it!

Checking his eyes flashed fiercely, Li Yan's play was a great humiliation to him, even though there was a faint pain in the knee socket, but he didn't think about it and hit his knee up.

What Chacha didn't notice was that his calf didn't lift up very high, and when the power was far from enough, Li Yan was still straight in the direction of the calf in the air, and once again broke out at an alarming speed, violently pinching in Got to the edge of Chacha's knee!

"Humba."

The shouting of the crowd from the audience stopped abruptly, and they clearly saw that Cha Gua ’s knee was kicked and kicked by Li Yan hardly! The entire calf is at a weird angle. The person who checked and guessed lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Li Yan touched his nose while two bloods were left there.

He glanced at the host with rounded eyes and raised his chin: "Announce it."

The host looked at Chacha, who was lying on the ground, spit hardly, before stuttering:

"Ben, the winner of this boxing match, Li Yan."

The threat-checking customs clearance was overturned in the first game, and even experienced veteran gamblers broke their glasses.

Li Yan on the fist raised his hand expressionlessly:

"Don't you have to fight through the customs? Check and lose. Who will fight with me?"

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