Chapter 424
There is no fancy high-tech, nor any cruel torture.
In this world of Hong Kong variety shows, there are countless props and magic skills that do not follow any logic. Let alone James Bond, even if Jason Bourne and Ethan Hunt come together, they can only surrender in the end and lie on the tiger bench to eat bean paste buns obediently.
After feeding them more than a dozen lollipops and a pile of bean paste buns, let alone the details of this mission, these two guys even confided in their childhood bed-wetting and peeping at widows taking a bath.
James Bond even hugged Zheng Jirong's legs and cried loudly, and was so ashamed that he even had the idea of committing suicide.
In the lobby on the first floor, Zheng Jirong hung up the phone in his hand and nodded to Ling Lingqi beside him.
All the safe houses of Yingguo in Hong Kong Island that these two people knew about have been destroyed, and many spies hidden in various industries among the people have also been arrested.
Ling Lingqi lit a cigarette with a carefree mind, crossed his legs and asked leisurely: "Arong, now that we have asked all the questions we should ask, what are you going to do with the two foreigners in the interrogation room? Kill them directly?"
"Hmm"
Zheng Jirong pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "Brother, we are neither terrorists smuggling arms nor vicious international criminals. Although we are members of the High Society and serve as directors of the High Table, all of this is just to better serve the country. To put it bluntly"
He shrugged at Ling Lingqi, "We are all good people. There is no need to fight against us because of a little grudge. Just go on a killing spree."
"Tsk"
Ling Lingqi raised his eyebrows and looked Zheng Jirong up and down, jokingly saying: "Why don't you just say that you can't bear to kill that foreign girl?"
"How is that possible!"
Zheng Jirong hastily denied: "I'm not the kind of person who is blinded by lust. She's just a woman, not my wife. What's there to be reluctant about!"
"I just think that they are national-level agents after all, especially this James Bond. Although he is a little exaggerated, he is a real MI6 ace agent. How can we If we kill him, it would be clear that we are against the Ying country!" He continued to explain: "I blew up their members of the House of Commons before because they attacked me first, but the situation is different now. Killing Bond will not benefit us at all. It will only lead to crazy revenge from MI6." After listening to his words, Ling Lingqi digested it and nodded slowly, "What you said makes sense, and now the North and European and American countries are in a honeymoon period, so there is no need for us to make the relationship too stiff." "That is to say, we are now on the right track, and there is no need to take the initiative ”
Zheng Jirong immediately decided: "We'll send this James Bond to the north. With his identity and qualifications, Yingguo will definitely use diplomatic means to exchange him back. At that time, it will not be our business."
"What about the woman?"
"Just hand one over! We have to keep one in our hands to warn MI6 of the consequences of offending us!"
". Makes sense!"
After saying goodbye to Ling Lingqi, Zheng Jirong did not go home directly, but went to a seaside villa he specially prepared for Gui Wangda and others.
Tomorrow is the final of the three-place boxing championship. I don't know how well Ah Yin is preparing.
Although it was late at night, the villa was still brightly lit.
Zheng Jirong had just parked the car and had not yet opened the door when he heard a burst of fierce shouting from the courtyard.
"Lock! Lock him up!"
"Steal peaches! Steal peaches!"
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In the courtyard, a group of shirtless, muscular men gathered together, watching the two people fighting intently.
They clenched their fists and shouted loudly, cheering for one of them. If they didn't live in a single-family villa, I'm afraid that the neighbors would have called the police to report them for disturbing the public.
After entering the door, Zheng Jirong did not make a sound, but stopped outside a few people and looked inside with his height advantage.
Wow!
This kid He Jinyin is actually fighting with Thomas, who drives a fast food truck abroad!
This Thomas has practiced martial arts since he was a child. Not only is he sturdy and strong, but he is also proficient in various Chinese and Western boxing techniques. It stands to reason that He Jinyin, a takeaway boy, should not be his opponent.
However, after Gui Wangda's long-term training and unique food supplement plan, the originally thin He Jinyin has now been reborn.
Now he is like Stephen Rogers who has been injected with super serum. Not only has he trained his body, but he has also learned boxing skills!
"Bang!" Thomas's heavy punch hit He Jinyin's abdomen fiercely, but He Jinyin, like a loach, cleverly turned sideways and avoided the fatal blow.
Thomas' eyes flashed with surprise. After he smiled at He Jinyin, he no longer held back and punched him like raindrops.
However, He Jinyin dodged every attack lightly as if dancing.
His body movements were like flowing water. He seemed weak, but he could burst out amazing power at critical moments.
Just as Thomas's attack gradually lost its rhythm, He Jinyin suddenly seized the opportunity.
He took a step forward, grabbed Thomas's wrist tightly with both hands, and then pulled hard, pulling the guy's body towards him.
Then, he bent his legs, sank his body, and threw Thomas, who was much heavier than him, heavily to the ground.
Thomas struggled to get up, but He Jinyin was already riding on him.
He locked Thomas' throat tightly with both hands and squeezed hard.
Thomas, who was pinned and unable to move, turned red instantly. He struggled to break free, but He Jinyin's locking skills, which had been trained by the big truck for several months, were like an iron hoop, preventing him from moving.
"Bah bang bang!!!"
Thomas, who really couldn't find a way to solve the problem, could only reluctantly slap the ground to indicate defeat.
"Yes!!!"
He Jinyin quickly let go of his hand, jumped up, and waved his fists excitedly.
Among the Hong Kong players, Thomas was the strongest. However, he was defeated by a delivery boy who had not been practicing martial arts for a long time. You can imagine He Jinyin's inner excitement.
"I'm sorry, Brother Thomas." He Jinyin helped Thomas who fell on the ground, scratched his head, and apologized with some embarrassment: "I wanted to win too much just now, so I hit harder."
"Damn, you're laughing at me."
"How dare I? Brother Thomas."
Thomas smiled and hammered He Jinyin's chest. Although he was a little unhappy, he had to admit that this kid was indeed a prodigy in martial arts. Not only was he as fast as a loach, but he could always predict himself before he could. The next move, coupled with the amazing locking skills, the defeat was not unjust.
"Not bad."
Gui Wangda patted He Jinyin's shoulder with satisfaction, and then sighed: "With these methods I taught you, when you face off against Senior Brother tomorrow, you will have no problem surviving the first three rounds!"
When he thought of the senior brother who was going to duel with him, He Jinyin, who was still full of confidence, suddenly stopped. As a lucky player who had always had byes, he watched the Japanese senior brother punch all the way to the finals.
Almost everyone who had fought against him had suffered broken muscles and bones. When he thought about having to fight against such a humanoid tyrannosaurus, He Jinyin really couldn't muster any confidence.
"Survived the first three rounds?"
At this moment, Zheng Jirong walked in from behind the crowd. After seeing him, everyone gave way in surprise.
He frowned and glared at the old boy Gui Wangda, "I spent tens of millions to let you train Hong Kong players, but your goal is to let Ah Yin survive the first three rounds?!"
"Uh Ah Rong, why are you here?" Ghost Wangda immediately scratched his butt in embarrassment after seeing Zheng Jirong.
To be honest, he felt a little sorry for Zheng Jirong, his sponsor. He spent so much money to train these boxers, but in the end, none of them could reach the finals based on their strength.
People like Thomas almost killed everyone before they met the senior brother, but when they met the senior brother, not one of them survived the round.
The only one who can reach the finals is He Jinyin, who has always had byes!
Nowadays, the entire Hong Kong media is bad-mouthing them, and even promotes the theory that "Kung Fu is dead".
Just looking at the odds of 10 to 10 for the lucky boy He Jinyin, you can see how much the people of Hong Kong dislike them.
In this regard, Zheng Jirong can only say that Kung Fu is dead. This may make sense in other time and space, but in this time and space, even if technology dies, Kung Fu will not die.
He glared at Ghost King Dahou angrily, and said seriously to He Jinyin: "Ah Yin, you don't have to think about anything tomorrow, just put all the things you have learned these days into practice. I guarantee you will win! After tomorrow, you will Will become a Kung Fu superstar like Long Wei!”
"Is it really possible to live in such a shelter, Brother Rong?"
"Don't worry, you represent Huasheng. It's hard to lose even if you want to!"
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The next day, at dusk, the Hung Hom Stadium was bustling with people, and the much-anticipated boxing championship between the three places was held as scheduled.
Perhaps it was because Big Brother's performance in the first few games was so appalling that the audience almost unanimously waved banners and flags in support of him.
It's not too much to say that you worship Japan and favor foreigners. Normal people are born with a mentality of admiring strength. In addition, most of the people who can come to watch are fighting fans, so it is reasonable for the big brother to have many supporters.
Of course, in addition to those who support the senior brother, there are also many spectators in the gym holding banners of eagle claws and Tai Chi. These are almost all disciples from local martial arts schools who come to support their referee master.
In the VIP aisle, Zheng Jirong greeted the wealthy businessmen and celebrities warmly, and then took Cheng Leer to sit in the first row.
Originally, he wanted to bring Ruan Mei here with him, but after all, this girl is pregnant now, and it is inconvenient to travel, and if she is beaten to a bloody mess, it is no joke to scare a pregnant woman.
So this time he brought Leer, who always liked watching others fight, to watch the game together.
As soon as the two sat down, Cheng Leer picked up the betting form curiously, with excitement in his eyes: "Oh, Ah Yin's odds are actually ten to one! So if you buy ten thousand yuan, it can be turned into one hundred thousand?"
Hearing this, Zheng Jirong said amusedly: "I have to remind you that Ah Yin's high odds mean that all odds are against him. If you buy this money, you will most likely lose it."
"cut!"
Cheng Leer was unmoved, with a hint of confidence on his lips: "Ah Yin is competing on behalf of your company, and the biggest sponsor of this boxing match is you. I don't believe he will lose."
She immediately called the staff and threw all the cash in her bag at He Jinyin. She shook the note in her hand proudly and said, "When I win the money, I'll treat you to dinner."
Zheng Jirong smiled and shook his head. The biggest handicap in Hong Kong is Hua Sheng. Judging from the current situation, no one will win more than him tonight.
However, what Cheng Leer just said actually represents the psychology of many wealthy businessmen. Anyone who understands his character knows that no matter how strong this senior brother is, He Jinyin, who fights on his behalf, will never lose.
It's just that almost none of the people who understand him are short of money, so there is no need to put heavy pressure on He Jinyin and offend himself by showing off to him.
Soon, players from both sides began to appear.
First of all, there was the senior brother in a blue robe. As soon as this guy came out of the player channel, cheers like a mountain roaring and a tsunami rang out in the entire gymnasium.
The big brother who pushes all the way and always knocks down his opponent in the first round has accumulated huge popularity for himself.
Amid the overwhelming cheers, the senior brother stepped onto the ring, threw off his robe, jumped onto the stage, raised his right hand high, and glanced fearlessly at the audience, each sight triggering a burst of screams.
As expected of a senior who only knows how to make kung fu movies, he really has style!
Immediately afterwards, He Jinyin, wearing a red jersey with the two characters "Huasheng" embroidered on it, slowly entered the ring.
Although he was not as tall as his senior brother, his demeanor was unusually relaxed, and he even had a faint smile on his lips.
At this time, the crowd that was still cheering suddenly became much quieter, and even booed.
This He Jinyin had a bye from the preliminaries to the finals. They would never believe it if there was no shady story. In their eyes, this guy was just here to deliver food. They just hoped that this kid could last a little longer and not be knocked out in one second.
On the ring, Wen Tailai, who was guest referee for this game, coughed lightly and told the two people about the rules of the game. After he finished speaking, he added a special sentence.
"Also, I don't care who of you wins, you can't hurt the other person's life after the game. Otherwise, I can only think that you don't take me, Wen Tailai, the thunder hand, in your eyes. When the time comes, I will Take care of him with your own hands!"
After Wen Tailai said these words domineeringly, he jumped off the ring swaggeringly.
Looking at this guy's arrogant back, the senior brother licked his lips in displeasure. After defeating the little man opposite him, he would challenge these countless masters who have been famous in Hong Kong for a long time.
He has decided to be the first to challenge this Thunder Runner!
"Ding ding."
As the bell rang, the game officially began.
"Kuchiya!!!"
After the senior brother roared angrily, he stomped on the ground and was about to punch out, but in the next second, He Jinyin, who was opposite him, picked his nose and turned away as if nothing had happened, leaving only his back facing him!