The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1214 Fighting the Black Fist

At around ten o'clock the next morning, Sompa called and asked Ye Feng to wait for him at the Paradise Shopping Center Plaza in the city center.

Paradise Shopping Center is the central business district of Bangkok and the most prosperous place in Bangkok.

When Ye Feng arrived at the Plaza of Paradise Shopping Center by car, Songpa was already waiting there.

He saw Ye Feng getting out of a taxi and quickly waved to him.

After the two met, Songpa seemed a little excited and excited.

Ye Feng got straight to the point: "How is the thing I asked you to do?"

"This matter can't be rushed. I'll take you to a place first. As long as you behave well, joining the gang will naturally come naturally." Songpa replied somewhat mysteriously.

He was not in a hurry, but Ye Feng did not have the patience to do so. He said impatiently: "Don't play tricks on me!"

"Absolutely not, please believe me!" Songpa assured, patting his chest.

Songpa took Ye Feng into the Paradise Shopping Building and then came to a jewelry store.

In the store, a very dark-looking young man was sitting on a swivel chair, looking at the people coming and going very leisurely, his eyes shining with shrewdness.

When he saw Songpa and others walking in, he immediately stood up and showed his white teeth: "Songpa, long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

"It can barely fill my stomach. It's not like you, a boy, guarding a treasure house and having nothing to worry about eating and drinking all day long." Songpa replied with a smile.

"How about we change things so that you can live such a comfortable life?" The young man shrugged his brows, with a dark and bright expression on his face.

"That's unnecessary. I'm too embarrassed to take your job, right?" Songpa said, looking at Ye Feng, "Paitun, I'm bringing new people here today."

"Him!?" Paitun glanced at Ye Feng with a contemptuous look.

Ye Feng noticed Paitun's disgusting gaze and frowned. His good impression of this cheerful young man disappeared instantly.

In fact, this cannot be blamed on Paitun. For people like Ye Feng who were brought here, he has seen not only a thousand, but also eight hundred. None of them are as strong and strong as cattle, and occasionally some are slightly thinner. Guys, the muscles on his arms are also bulging, giving people a feeling of strength.

The guy next to Songpa looked gentle and frail, but in the end, he went in standing up and came out sideways without even thinking about it.

Songpa didn't care about Paitun's gaze at all and nodded: "That's him!"

Although Ye Feng on the side didn't know what Songpa was up to, he didn't ask and just watched what happened.

Paitun retracted his contemptuous gaze and waved to Songpa: "Take him in."

Songpa nodded, turned around and said in Chinese: "Mr. Ye, let's go."

With that said, he led Ye Feng towards the inner room of the jewelry store.

There is a bathroom inside, but there is no smell at all and it is very clean.

On the wall on the left, there is a portrait hanging. It shows a beautiful mixed-race woman wearing a three-point bra. She has big watery eyes and a curious expression.

Songpa walked up to the portrait and stretched out his right hand to touch the right breast of the beautiful woman in the portrait.

There was a slight "click" sound, and then the portrait on the wall slowly moved upward, and a secret door appeared.

Looking at the secret door in front of him, Ye Feng wondered whether it was the headquarters of the Shaling Gang?

Ye Feng immediately gave up this idea, because as soon as he entered, the harsh noise swept through like a flood.

Screams, roars, blows, all kinds of sounds are mixed together, and the rock DJ is stimulating the eardrums all the time.In front, in the middle of the crowd, two big men with bare arms were fighting each other.

This is Bangkok's largest underground boxing ring, hidden underground in the busiest business district.

This is a place for boxers to survive, but it is also a place for rich people to indulge, vent, go crazy, and burn money.

Boxers fight here, and wealthy people bet on them, using the boxers as their gambling tools.

Amidst the manic sound, Songpa's eyes narrowed, like a gambler getting a good deck of cards, and his eyes flashed with excitement from time to time.

He took Ye Feng and squeezed into the crowd.

The crowd formed a circle, with a fighting ring in the middle.

There were two people on the ring at this time, one standing and one lying down.

The guy standing with yellow hair and blue eyes raised his hands and yelled vulgar words in English.

The guy was very tall, with well-developed muscles in his chest and arms.

His upper body was exposed, and his body was almost wet with sweat, giving off an attractive luster under the dim light.

Another thin Siamese man had been beaten to the ground by him, with blood spraying from his nose. Several people soon came and lifted him down.

No matter how hysterical this guy was, no one got up.

He couldn't help but get even crazier and kept shouting: "Who dares to come up and let me blow your head off! Who dares to come up! Come on! Hahaha!"

The onlookers roared: "Jack! Jack! Jack!"

In an attic not far from the ring, a man sitting on a rocking chair with a sallow complexion, a thin figure and a sinister look in his eyes smiled and said: "Brother Jin, how are you doing with Jack, haha! Sorry, I have to ask you again. Lost 100 million!"

The fat bald man next to him had a depressed look on his face: "Didn't you say that Muay Thai is very powerful? It seems like it's just that, I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore!"

The fat man named Jin stood up from his chair and prepared to leave.

The thin man pressed his hand against him: "Brother Jin, don't be impatient. Muay Thai is indeed a very powerful boxing skill in the world. It's just that the guys who just fought with Jack can't do it. If you meet the current Muay Thai master, Jack will Vulnerable.”

"Then I just lost unjustly!" The fat man was a little unhappy.

"Haha, Brother Jin, I didn't know which of them was better beforehand. It's just luck that I won you." The thin man explained with a smile.

"How about another round? Maybe you'll have good luck." The thin man said seductively.

The fat man looked at the arrogant Jack in the ring outside, became cruel, and said resolutely: "Okay, I'll bet with you again! This time the bet is 200 million!"

"Haha, Brother Jin is really happy!" The thin man laughed heartily.

Among the crowd outside the ring, Songpa squeezed towards Ye Feng and whispered: "Mr. Ye, go up and defeat him, and your entry into the Shaling Gang will be a matter of course."

After hearing Songpa's words, Ye Feng finally understood what Paitun meant by "newcomer" before he came in just now.

Emotional Songpa, this guy brought him here just to let him play black punches!

Ye Feng gave him a very bored look and said displeasedly: "Is this the way you said to do black boxing?"

"Don't you want to join the Saling Gang? As long as you are famous here, are you afraid that you won't be able to get in?" Sompa said shamelessly.

(End of this chapter)