I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 231 Troubles and Changes

“I once loved a passage.”

Lin Xi drank tea slowly, her tone was not serious, even a little frivolous: "The so-called living is not just breathing, heart beating, or having brain waves, but leaving traces in this world. If you can see the footprints you have left along the way and are sure that those are the marks you left behind, then this is called living."

"Abel, well, I'll call you that for now." He savored the bitterness and sweetness of the tea. Drinking a lot of it, his senses developed, allowing him to slowly detect the quality of tea. But the price he paid was that Yuan's good tea was being consumed at a high speed.

What if I hide the tea in a different place after coming back? Can I hide it from him? Haha.

Thinking about it, he was obviously talking about something serious, but he laughed: "If you feel that you are not Abel, then all the losses are just false to you. You have never had it, so how can you talk about losing it? Instead of confiding in me, you might as well create your own life and truly live it."

"What do you say?"

Abel was stunned. He never thought that Mr. Lin would tell him such a thing...

"Create your own"

"Wait a minute!" Lin Xi pushed Abel away and jumped backwards. While still in the air, an oversized bullet penetrated the window and tore the entire tea table apart.

"My tea leaves!" He looked at the crackling teapot in the flames in anger. "Sniper, is this bullet specifically designed for fighters?" His brain quickly turned and determined that even his own body would be injured (referring to skin being broken) by this bullet. Following the trajectory of the bullet, the secondary brain also calculated the approximate location of the sniper. He said in a deep voice: "Abel, clean up here, I'll be back soon."

He rushed out of the teahouse. He could probably guess why the attack was brought by Abel. In the past period of time, in order to help Si Zai complete the transformation, he had been in the windowless warehouse most of the time. The rest of the time, he was also very irregular, hiding during the day and coming out at night. There was no way to judge the location of the restaurant and the bathroom directly through the windows...

Lin Xi was standing on the rooftop of a three-story building near his home. He could clearly see the sniper aiming at him with a huge sniper rifle a kilometer away and three men nearby who were setting up a rocket launcher.

"Whoosh~"

A rocket whizzed towards them, spinning at high speed.

He jumped up and rushed forward, gripping the warhead tightly with his palm. After the gyro effect failed, the combustion chamber responded instantly. Before the fierce flames could fully bloom, the exploding sparks burned everything in his hand.

Even though the electric current under his control can perform the secret technique of bloody surgery that combines destruction and creation, its essence is extremely active lightning. After the owner deliberately releases its violent side, combined with the naturally generated magnetic field, most thermal weapons can only be silenced in his hands.

Lin Xi opened his hands and drew an arc in the air. His strength was exhausted and he was about to fall to the ground, but his body leaped into the sky again under the influence of magnetism. Unstable magnetic fields were born and disappeared under his feet, but the naked eye could only see him for a few seconds as he flew in the air with sparks and lightning all the way to the edge of the building one kilometer away.

"Boom!" The huge sniper rifle shook violently. The round bullet head was covered with strange circuits. It was as fast as lightning. A beam of white light cut through the air and passed through.

"Tick, tick, tick~"

Lin Xi stood on the edge of the rooftop, his palms were blood red, blood dripping and melting in mid-air by the electric current. The side of his arm was rubbed black, and his expression was no longer as relaxed as before. He had never seen a weapon that could completely penetrate his defense in the game. Fortunately, although the speed was fast, it could not escape his perception. It was just that the distance was too close, and he barely moved away, but was still touched.

If it's hit directly in the face, the person will probably enter the critical stage right away, and even bloody surgery won't be able to save him.

"Bang~Boom!" The huge sniper rifle mounted on the ground exploded directly after being touched lightly, and broken parts and copper wires flew all over the sky. The dusty sniper's body emitted a bright white light, and he looked like a fighter.

The four of them faced Lin Xi in a fan shape, and without saying a word, they rushed forward.

"Gah~"

In an instant, the three men fell to the ground, their heads were smashed, and their headless bodies flew several meters away and fell to the ground like mud.

Lin Xi stepped on the black sniper and looked at him with indifferent eyes. Even though these four people were all fighters, the difference between fighters was greater than that between humans and dogs. But being able to find four assassins to launch a sneak attack on his organization... was definitely not easy.

Without fear or sadness, the black sniper said something in Portuguese, and then said in stiff English: "Lin Xi, this is revenge, your life belongs to the Red Command."

"Buzz~Boom!" His body swelled slightly, and with a painful expression on his face, the explosive implanted in his body directly turned him into a pool of minced meat.

"Brazilian?" Lin Xi searched his mind for a long time, and finally matched the Portuguese sentence with the sentence he remembered hearing in the bar in Brazil, "Have you found evidence that I was causing trouble?"

After thinking about it, he found it a little funny. "No, what evidence does a criminal organization need?" Yes, a criminal organization only needs to find out the suspects and start taking action directly. Why bother looking for evidence?

Isn't he the only foreign fighter who has the motive to kill the Captain and Ying Luo, and is near the Manaus Pier?
But he didn't expect that even though he didn't start a killing spree, people came to him for revenge. Now it seems that although the Brazilian government is rotten, the criminal organization is somewhat powerful. They can send out four death fighters and have individual hot weapons that are enough to hurt him. They should not be underestimated.

Lin Xi thought for a while, then stood on the rooftop and called Charlie Nash.

"Hey?"

[Rustle] The sound coming from the other side was very strange, as if it was in a jungle somewhere. After a while, Charlie Nash replied: "Lin Xi, what's the matter?"

"Red Command, do you know them?" Lin Xi asked straight to the point, "Their people came to assassinate me."

"What?" Charlie Nash's voice sounded a little surprised, and then there was the sound of gunfire. After a while, he finally said, "They didn't. Damn it, I know. They never thought of making peace from the beginning. Lin Xi, both you and I are in trouble." He organized his words and said, "The Red Command, to be precise, should be called the Red Falange. It was once a criminal organization composed of Brazilian guerrillas and some prison inmates. Its purpose was to save the country and regain freedom, but that was only in the past..."

"Because a leader of the Red Falange robbed a bank and fought against hundreds of Brazilian police alone, and during the crazy exchange of fire, he shouted loudly that he was a member of the Red Falange. This was broadcast live by a TV station, causing a large number of young people to worship him. And because of a low-level mistake in the newspaper, the Red Falange was written as the 'Red Command', so this strange organization was born."

"Its essence is the worship of eccentricity by young people. After being mixed with racism, it has completely changed into an extreme terrorist organization. However, the Red Falange Party did not stick to the rumored path. Instead, it became the largest drug trafficking organization in Brazil under the banner of the Red Command."

"A few years ago, due to different ideologies and lines, the Red Command had already split in the strict sense. Now the First Command, the Third Command, friends of friends, and the A-level Command... all of them are claiming to be the orthodox Red Command, brainwashing young people and using them, and in Yingluo and..."

Charlie Nash's voice was vague for a moment, and he continued: "Under the influence of the United States, all of them have embarked on the road of drug trafficking. The city of Manaus is the territory of the A-level command."

"I will find out who is targeting you. Don't go to America in the near future. Those who act under the banner of the Red Command are either diehards of drug trafficking organizations or racist lunatics. Damn it..."

[Boom!] An explosion was heard from the other end, and the phone call suddenly stopped.

"An extreme racist madman?" Lin Xi could probably simply outline in his mind what kind of organization the Red Command was from Charlie Nash's narration. No, to be precise, it was not an organization, but an illusory totem, a benchmark in the hearts of the Brazilian people that was inspired by a special event in a specific period and historical background.

Unfortunately, just as the Brazilian government is controlled by others, such a totem has also become a tool for capital to make money.

Sad? A little bit, but that was none of his business.

Lin Xi would not have unnecessary sympathy or pity. If a button appeared in front of him, pressing which would kill ten thousand people in the Red Command, he would just press it until all of them died.

But the reality is that the affairs of the Red Command cannot be solved quickly and conveniently by killing, killing, killing. Brazilian gangs rule over 70 percent of the slums, and almost the vast majority of the poor live under the protection of gangs. The reason is simple: in areas controlled by Brazilian gangs, there is no rent, no water and electricity, and one can even make some money by doing odd jobs (making drugs), and the crime rate is extremely low.

Poor children have been working for gangs since they were very young. If you want to eradicate Brazilian gangs, you have to kill all the poor people.

The Brazilian government organized more than 4,000 police officers to enter Rio de Janeiro to crack down on gangs. After a month, they only arrested a dozen people, including several who surrendered themselves. Moreover, after Brazil abolished the death penalty, going to prison is no different from going to a nursing home for gang members.

Jailbreaking is too easy, there is no cost, there is no death penalty, and you can get in and out easily. Brazil is rotten from top to bottom, and there is no librarian sent from the sky yet.

"Just trust Charlie for now. If we can't solve it..." A murderous look flashed across Lin Xi's face. He was not the kind of person who would not fight back after being beaten. After the Street Fighter tournament, if those Brazilian Bs still pushed him too far, he would take some time out to go to Brazil and give them a good mop up.

Yes, ordinary killing cannot solve the problem. Killing all the people who raised the problem and making the Brazilians afraid should be the solution.

He had no idea how horrible his idea was, how many people he had to kill, and how much blood he had to shed to achieve it. He was able to be infected with murderous intent after just one fight with Ryu, and was targeted by Gouki. His talent for killing was absolutely first-class.

After crossing over, he made a path by killing, and now he has become calm, but this does not mean that he has abandoned a part of his heart. When the enemy has weapons to hurt him and faces naked threats, his extreme side is activated.

Lin Xi stood there for a while, calming the murderous intent surging in his heart, and waited for the police to come. After briefly explaining the situation, he went downstairs expressionlessly, took the bus, and in twenty minutes, he arrived at the door of the detached mansion rented by Sudum.

Speaking of which, Sudum is quite rich. Crazy Gear has been able to rule the metropolis for quite a long time and will never be short of money. As one of the leaders, this guy is simply rich.

"Ding dong~"

Ten seconds after the doorbell rang, Su Dum opened the door, looked at Lin Xi who was smiling in front of him, and said in a muffled voice: "Mr. Lin, is there anything I can help you with?" Then he opened the door and motioned for him to come in and sit down.

The two of them came to the living room on the first floor of the mansion. As soon as they sat down, a Filipino servant brought them tea, nuts and snacks.

"Well, I'm going to participate in the Street Fighter competition in a few days, so I came over to check your health before I leave." Lin Xi said in a relaxed manner while crunching nuts, without any murderous look on his face just now.

Sudum vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but being a rather dull person, he did not say anything.
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Press conference, Washington, USA.

"President Bush, facing--" the reporter was asking.

"Bang!" President George Bush's nose was bleeding, the smile on his face froze, and he fell on his back.

"George, George!"

"doctor!"

The entire press conference was in chaos. The bodyguards quickly asked all the reporters to leave. After several long hours, the police and bodyguards who came in and out looked solemn. Various senior officials came upon hearing the news. The reporters who were forced to stay in the press conference lounge were surprised to find that Vice President John Adams and Chief Justice William Rehnquist also hurried over late at night.

This was destined to be a sleepless night. At one o'clock in the morning, the death of President George Bush was announced. Ten minutes after the announcement of the death, Vice President John Adams, witnessed by Federal Justice William Rehnquist and in front of the media, announced that he would temporarily take over the presidency until the official start of next year's election.

The new president's speech was not long, in fact, it was very short. After mourning the death of President Bush, he began to deal with this big news that was bound to detonate public opinion around the world tomorrow.

Of course, no one noticed at this moment the fighter bodyguard named Billy Kane, who was holding a stick and standing beside the new President John Adams.

The story of Fatal Fury is about to start to run wild
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(End of this chapter)