My martial arts master is too crazy, 3000 million black fans

Chapter 247: Car bomb, die together!

In the afternoon of the same day, the three karate federations of Goju-ryu, Shotokan-ryu and Keto-ryu received a letter of challenge from a gangster at the same time. Three days later, the global live broadcast came to kick the gym.

This panicked several karate organizations, it came so fast, it was their turn after Ji Karate.

The big devil hasn't finished beating Kyokushin Karate to death yet, he wants to beat them to death.

This is not bad anymore.

Several karate organizations panicked and became frightened.

When I was at a loss, the mediator came out.

Someone sent a message, willing to mediate for them and resolve their grievances, on condition that a settlement fee of 1 million US dollars be paid.

Spend money to eliminate disasters.

"asshole!"

Goju-ryu Federation Office, President
Kitahara Sojie angrily grabbed the tea cup on the table and threw it to the ground with all his strength.

The teacup was smashed to pieces.

In the office, some of the dozen or so people were angry and aggrieved, while others remained silent.

"This is blackmail. We are asked to pay [-] million US dollars. Why don't they grab it?" Kitahara Sosuke was furious.

Teng~~
A little boy in his early thirties with a mustache stood up, "President, let me kill him. I will bring a group of brothers to kill Jiang Yang's bandit." This guy looked like a hero who died for righteousness.

However, no one in the room took his words seriously. Kitahara Sosuke looked at him as if he were an idiot.

I can kill the gangsters, and you still need to shout here.

"President, please calm down." Another young man with small eyes said, "I got news that Kyokushin Kamate also paid a settlement fee of 1 million US dollars."

Kitahara Sosuke looked at him, "Didn't that old guy Yamazaki Mamoru pretend to be sick?"

"He was pretending to be sick and paid the money." Little Eyes replied.

The implication is that if you don't pay the money and just pretend to be sick, it's impossible to get the gangster to give up playing in the gym.

Kithara Sosuke stopped talking and sat down.

There was silence in the room.

That night, the first one to compromise was Goju-ryu.

They paid, $[-] million.

Then there was Shidongliu, who paid a settlement fee of [-] million U.S. dollars, and the remaining Songtaoguanliu has not responded yet.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that Jiang Yang was about to send a video announcing his departure, but received a $[-] million call from the Shotokan Ryu Global Federation.

Several mainstream karate factions surrendered en masse.

$3 million in revenue.

This money is really comfortable, is there anything more comfortable than this?
Don’t forget, this is money for a small life.

"Leilei, slap me quickly. Am I dreaming?"

In the living room of the villa, Gao Meng spoke loudly.

"Haha!" Li Lei was laughing.

Then, Wang Qiang's voice said, "If you had told me a month ago that each of these karate companies was willing to give us 1 million US dollars for reconciliation, I would never believe it. What nonsense.”

"Ha ha!"

A few more laughs.

Who could have imagined this? Even Jiang Yang himself did not expect this result. He did not expect that he would become weak so quickly in his childhood.

"If I had known that I was so rich when I was young, we would still need less."

"No, grandma has less."

"Okay, okay, I'm really in a hurry, are you afraid of giving me a piece of jade?" Jiang Yang scolded with a smile.

"Ha ha!"

"Yu Sui, I'm so scared!"

"If they dare to commit suicide by caesarean section, they have proved to have some backbone."

Several people laughed.

Wang Qiang stood up and said, "Boss, can I get a bottle of red wine?"

Jiang Yang nodded.

Wang Qiang went to get a bottle of red wine.

Pour over the red wine.

Cheers to celebrate.

Jiang Yang was happy and drank in one gulp.

At this moment, the eyelids jumped up, and Jiang Yang closed his eyes.

Others thought he closed his eyes to taste the red wine.

In fact, Jiang Yang was concentrating and using his sixth sense.

Sensed.

An image appeared in my mind: a speeding gray van, inside the car, Dayan Zhenglong had a ferocious face and was in a crazy state.

Pressing the accelerator to the bottom, the gray van crazily crashed into the convoy that had just come out of the community.

Dayan Zhenglong's head was covered with blood, but he really didn't care, and smiled ferociously. He had an extra remote control in his hand, and he pressed it.

"Boom!" The van exploded and flames shot into the sky.

……

crazy.

Jiang Yang opened his eyes.

This guy is crazy and wants to die with him.

It seems that the sentence is right, hatred can blind a person's eyes and make a person lose his normal reason.

Do not live by committing sins.

"Dudu!"

At this time, Xia Weiwei's cell phone rang, "Hi, I'm Xia Weiwei." "Mr. Xia, I just received the news that Dayan Zhenglong spent 1000 million US dollars on bail."

"Okay, I understand." After hanging up the phone, Xia Weiwei looked at Master, "Master, Oiwa Masataka spent 1000 million US dollars on bail."

"Is this guy out?" Gao Meng answered.

Xia Weiwei nodded.

"It is almost certain that Oiwa Masataka will take revenge on us." Gao Meng said firmly.

"Yes, he will not give up." Jiang Yang nodded, "Inform Captain Hou to closely monitor Oiwa Masataka's every move, and be careful not to alert the snake. If necessary, we will also create opportunities to lure the snake out of the hole and lure him out."

When he said this, Jiang Yang smiled.

Usually, his smile meant someone was in trouble.

In the early morning, the sky was just getting brighter.

500 meters away from the wealthy community, in the parking lot next to a small supermarket, a gray van parked there early in the morning.

This stop lasts for one day.

The gray bread was still there the next day, parked for another day.

On the morning of the third day, the sun came out, but the van was still there, parked for three days.

A janitor was cleaning up and walked over to the van.

At this time, the van door opened.

A man in camouflage clothing and a hat came down, looking like a worker at a nearby construction site.

The brim of the hat was pushed down so low that the man's facial features could not be clearly seen.

The man walked into the supermarket and bought a pack of cigarettes.

After returning to the car, closing the door, the man lit a cigarette, and then he saw clearly that it was Masataka Oiwa.

Just after taking a few puffs of cigarettes, the mobile phone received a message: "Three cars, the target is the second car."

Dayan Zhenglong lifted his spirits and threw the smoke out of the car window.

He drove the van and drove towards the wealthy community in front. When he was more than 200 meters away from the community, Dayan Zhenglong saw the convoy coming out.

This guy's face became grim, and when he was about to step on the accelerator to accelerate, he suddenly found that his feet were stiff and uncontrollable.

Immediately, he couldn't move his whole body.Oiwa Masataka was shocked and didn't know what was happening to him.

What shocked him even more was that a familiar voice came to his ears, "Good morning, Senior Brother Dayan! Where are you going?"

It's the voice of the gangster, the voice of the devil.

Oiwa was unable to move his head, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the gangster appearing in the car, sitting in the passenger seat.

Damn it, how could a gangster appear in his car?

Also, why can’t I move?
Hallucination, it must be hallucination.

Oiwa Zou thought that he had been sitting in the car for a long time. He sat in the car all night without sleeping well last night, which led to hallucinations?
The next second, he felt a hand reaching into his pocket, and it was Jiang Yang who took out a remote control from his pocket.

"What is this? Can I press it?" Gang Yang said and pressed the red button.

Hallucination, it must be hallucination.

In the corner of his eye, the criminal thief disappeared and disappeared.

Oiwa Masataka still thinks it is an illusion.

"Didi!" There is a bomb on the chassis of the van, with a digital screen on it, and the numbers on it are counting down quickly:
Ten

nine

Eight...when the number reaches zero——

"boom!"

The van exploded, engulfing the vehicle in flames.

The moment the fire exploded, Oiwa Masataka was still a little stunned.

To the moment of his death, he thought it was a hallucination.

The explosion caused so much noise that the whole street fell into chaos with screams and shouts.

The crowd panicked.

After a while, someone recovered from the panic and quickly called to report the incident.

At this time, Jiang Yang's motorcade drove far away from the other direction of the street.

In the car, Jiang Yang closed his eyes and rested, while the other members were all looking back.

"Is it a car bomb?" Gao Meng was startled, "Is this caused by Dayan Zhenglong? Is this guy crazy? Boss..."

Gao Meng turned his head...I'll go. With such a big commotion, the car exploded, the boss still calmly closed his eyes and rested his mind. I was convinced, "Boss, is it Dayan Zhenglong?"

"It's him." Jiang Yang opened his eyes.

"It's really this guy. He wants to blow us up."

"Don't worry, he has died." Jiang Yang replied.

"You said he was in the car?" Gao Meng asked.

Jiang Yang nodded.

"I'll go!" Gao Meng took a breath, "Does this guy want to die with us?"

"Crazy, crazy, absolutely crazy!" Li Lei exclaimed.

Unreasonable.

Oiwa Masataka has been blinded by hatred and no longer has the thinking ability of normal people. Of course, he cannot understand it with normal people's thinking.

In the battle on Mount Fuji, all his honor and all his aura were destroyed in one fell swoop. There was a reward of hundreds of millions of dollars. However, the killer missed one after another. If he was unwilling to do it himself, the result would still be the same.

Not only were several of his disciples arrested, but he himself was also arrested. Although he was released on bail, he was captured by mistake in full view of the public, and the evidence was conclusive.

The global media is paying attention, and even with all his abilities, he can't turn the tables.

The end result waiting for him is prison life, sitting on the bottom of the cell.

His whole life was ruined.

The person who caused all this and ruined his life was Jiang Yang. Anyway, his life was already ruined, so it would be better to drag Jiang Yang to death together.

"Master, Dayan Zhenglong died in the bombing, doesn't it have anything to do with us?" Bai Xiaoni asked stupidly.

She was not stupid, but the explosion happened right in front of her, and she felt a little uneasy.

"It's okay. This has nothing to do with us. We have no idea what happened." Jiang Yang comforted with a smile, "It's okay as long as Master is here. You guys can feel at ease. No one can make trouble."

After saying this, several people calmed down a little.

"That's good, it's good that Dayan Zhenglong is dead, such a lunatic is also a headache." Wang Qiang said.

Gao Meng nodded upon hearing this.

It's better to die, a madman is quite troublesome.

Half an hour later, the motorcade arrived at the East Whale University Art Museum.

After getting off the car, they walked into the art museum and took the elevator to the 6th floor.

"welcome!"

Several people stepped out of the elevator, and they were greeted by two neon little sisters in kimonos bowing.

"Good morning, boss!" Recognizing the boss, the two girls bowed in greeting again.

Jiang Yang nodded slightly and went in.

The two neon girls still bowed.

When the boss walked in, he stood up straight.

The two girls looked at the back of the boss, and one of them showed a curious expression. "This is the boss, Thief Jiangyang. He doesn't look like a big devil, nor is he as scary as the Internet says."

"It doesn't look like it."

Not only that, the boss is quite handsome.

In a few days, the martial arts hall has changed again.

There are many more staff members.

"Hello, Mr. Xia, hello, General Counsel!" "Meet the General Counsel!"

"Hello General Counsel!"

The general counsel came, and the employees inside were very excited, like fans meeting their idols.

"Hello!" Jiang Yang nodded with a smile.

"Is everyone ready?"

"We are all here. The administrative staff, coaches, and support staff are all in place. All preparations have been made and we are just waiting for the official opening the day after tomorrow." Xia Weiwei replied.

The day after tomorrow is the opening date of the martial arts gym, and that day is also the day when Jiang Yang competes with the ten brave men of the Demon Slayer Tournament.

"Master, let's go and see your office first, or?"

"There's nothing interesting in the office. Let's take a look at how the studio hall is decorated."

With that said, Jiang Yang walked out of the room, passed through the corridor, and walked more than 20 meters to the door of a room. There was a sign hanging on the door that read: "World Column Studio Hall".

Push open the door and go in. Inside is a studio hall that can accommodate two to 300 people, with a ring in the middle.

It is this studio hall where the "Ten Brave Men vs. Jiang Yang" competition program will be broadcast on Sunday night the day after tomorrow.

Last time, Jiang Yang came to the studio, but this time there were different changes. Two to three hundred chairs had been arranged.

There are also the most conspicuous six red guest chairs in the center row in the front row. They have all been replaced. The chairs last time were a bit low-grade and replaced with first-class airline-level seats.

Jiang Yang noticed that several staff members were adjusting the audio equipment and said, "The audio equipment and live broadcast effects must be guaranteed to comply with the specifications of domestic top variety shows.

It will be broadcast live globally the day after tomorrow, so don’t let anything go wrong. "

Jiang Yang was satisfied with the decoration effect of the entire hall.

When he was visiting, at the same time, a huge gathering of ten thousand people was held at the Demon Exorcism Conference.

After a month of preparation, the Demon Slayer Tournament selected the top ten brave men from tens of thousands of contestants.

At this moment, the ten brave men appeared together.

Among the ten people there are beautiful women, experienced mercenaries, monks, giants over 2 meters tall, sumo wrestlers who weigh nearly 400 kilograms and are considered to be a mountain of meat, and natural strongmen who can use one hand to Pulling a big truck, this lineup is indeed very strong, gathering all neon talents and strangers.

There were constant cheers at the scene, calling for the ten brave men.

"Crash!"

Accompanied by thunderous applause, Xinheng Youya, the president of the Demon Slayer Assembly, stepped onto the stage, walked among the ten brave men, and made a booing gesture for everyone.

The place was quiet.

(End of this chapter)