Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 273 50: Talented People
Artest, whose eyes were already red with anger, no longer cared about listening to Tana's advice. He didn't believe that he couldn't beat this show-off in front of him. What happened just now was an accident, definitely an accident.

He struggled to stand up, spat a mouthful of blood onto the ring, and looked viciously at Chi Mengli who was about to leave the ring.

It seems that my reputation is still not loud enough! Anyone dares to challenge me!
Chi Mengli shook his head, thinking that he should improve his reputation in the future, otherwise he would be bullied by some ungrateful guys.

"Oh my god, are you kidding me? You should behave with more class and stop spitting nonsense. It seems that the brothers in Kowloon Walled City lack quality education."

Chi Mengli felt disgusted after taking a look at the bloody spit on the boxing ring. He didn't want the sportswear he spent thousands of dollars on to be stained with disgusting saliva.

Bocaidong, who was standing nearby, reacted immediately, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, jumped onto the ring, and wiped the spit off the ring.

"You're a good boxer, and you can make money for me. Okay, I'll let you use only one hand, and I'll fight you with only my left hand."

Seeing that Atai still wanted to continue playing, Chi Mengli was kind enough to give this guy one last chance.

However, it was too troublesome to carry the boxing gloves with him, so he just kicked it out. Anyway, he would fight with bare hands in the fireworks show two days later, so he might as well test the waters in advance.

Being looked down upon, A Tai's eyes turned red. He rushed towards Chi Mengli like a madman and punched the man who looked down on him.

Facing A Tai's swift and fierce attack, Chi Mengli remained calm and not at all panicked. His feet were firmly rooted on the ground, like a pine tree that had experienced the baptism of wind and rain. No matter which direction the wind blew, he remained unmoved.

Just when Kunchai's fists were about to touch him, he decided to move, and his left fist slowly raised from his waist. The movement seemed slow, but it carried an irresistible power.

With his fists facing inward, every inch of muscle in his body was tense as a string, every joint was ready to go, and he was like a volcano about to erupt.

His left fist was like a cannonball fired from a gun, carrying a tremendous force, and it slammed straight into A Tai's forehead. The wind from the fist whistled past, and the air seemed to be torn apart by the punch, making a "hissing" sound as if it was trembling at this shocking punch.

The clearer Chi Mengli's handsome face became, the more Atai felt something was wrong. A flash of fear flashed across his eyes for a moment. It was an instinctive fear when facing an unknown powerful force.

But it was too late now, and he could only continue to attack. However, he found that his body was fixed under the powerful pressure of this punch and he could not move.

He could only watch Chi Mengli's fist getting closer and closer, his heart filled with despair and unwillingness.

"boom!"

There was a dull and heavy sound, as if a huge rock had fallen on the hard ground, and it echoed in the boxing gym for a long time.

Artest's body flew backwards uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily on the boxing ring with a dull thud.

His eyes widened with disbelief and fear, and blood spurted out of his mouth, splashing a shocking blood flower on the boxing ring. He lost consciousness in an instant.

The entire boxing gym instantly fell into deathly silence, and everyone was stunned by the horrific power of this punch.

Now Tana swallowed his saliva in horror. He realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were. Even at his peak, he was no match for the handsome guy in the boxing ring.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that there were no such peerless masters in the world. After all, the Thai boxing emperor Nai Phompai Baring and the top karate master Oyama Betsuda are hard to come by, and one may not appear for hundreds of years.

Tana learned Muay Thai not because his family was powerless. Tana's father was a doctor and had studied in London. He originally wanted to follow his father's path and become a doctor and a dentist.

But when he was eight years old, he watched a boxing match between Naipong Pabaring and fell in love with Muay Thai, a poor man's sport.

Naipong Pabaring is a legend in the Muay Thai world. In his 25-year boxing career, he has fought 350 battles and has never been knocked down by his opponent.

His brave and fearless fighting style has made people praise him for his superior skills and courage, and his superb boxing skills are even more amazing. He is one of the greatest Muay Thai masters of the 20th century, and Bangkok people call him the Emperor of Muay Thai.

Tana didn't expect that after coming to Hong Kong, he would also meet top masters who were as powerful as Naipeng Paibaling.

"You can't even handle one of my hands. How dare you stay in Kowloon Walled City with such strength? Damn it!"

Chi Mengli looked at A Tai who had fainted and shook her head helplessly. Xizi, who was standing by, now completely understood why Brother Sheng laughed so hard when he saw him performing martial arts moves.

He knew that Brother Sheng was an excellent martial artist, but he didn't know he was so skilled. Seeing that Brother Sheng wanted to step down from the stage, he quickly lowered the rope railing to let Brother Sheng out.

"Push to the street!"

"Mr. Tana, from now on, the boxers in the training camp will just have to train according to Atai's strength. But Atai's muscles are really too small. You know, our boxer bar is doing statistics, and on average, there are more female customers in the bar."

"Men and women are not immune to lust."

"A gentleman is attracted to a beautiful lady, and a beautiful lady is attracted to a strong man."

"We need to find a way to make the boxers' muscles stronger and more visually impactful. When it comes to appearance, we also need to choose the best, some tough and handsome guys that are liked by both men and women." When Chi Mengli wanted to make the Boxer Bar bigger and stronger and formalize it, he asked a foreign designer to make special tickets. The tickets had a base ticket and were divided into male and female tickets.

After one month of statistics, it was found that there were 15 percent more female guests than male guests.

Food and sex!

The purchasing power of female customers in Hong Kong has always been higher than that of male customers, which can be seen from the number of cocktails sold in the Boxer Bar.

Since most of the customers are women, it is not excessive for Chi Mengli to make adjustments for female customers.

Make money! Not shabby!
But after Chi Mengli gave the instructions, she felt like she was talking to a cow, because the direction of Muay Thai development is actual combat, not exhibition matches. If she wanted to make the boxers' muscles bigger and more beautiful, she needed to find two coaches from the bodybuilding circle.

"I see. I know an American who is a bodybuilder. I contacted him and asked him if he has any quick methods. However, this guy is famous for only caring about money and not people."

Tana gave Chi Mengli a little surprise. He didn't expect that this guy really had connections. He nodded quickly and said, "As long as we can make the boxer beautiful and pay a little money, of course there is no problem."

"Mr. Tana, I'll leave this matter to you!"

"Find someone to take A-Tai to the hospital. I held back. He just fainted. His life is not in danger."

Bo Xidong, who had just come to his senses, nodded quickly and asked his leader Ma Huo Gou to take a few people to send the unconscious A Tai to the clinic.

Chi Mengli sat on a chair, wiped the sweat off his head with a dry towel, picked up a bottle of mineral water, drank it all in one breath, and threw the bottle into the trash can.

When Bo Xidong saw that Chi Mengli didn't want to continue practicing boxing, he immediately walked over, handed the cigarette to Chi Mengli, and said with a smile: "Brother Sheng, the sparring partner sent by Lao Ding is really a weakling."

"You are so stingy that you didn't even think of sending two masters to practice with you. But in my opinion, whether it's Big Brother Cheng or Big Brother Yuan, they are all weaklings. Brother Sheng, you can crush them to death with just your little finger."

"It seems that I have to book a banquet in advance to celebrate that you, Brother Sheng, have snatched the Dingcai Cannon for the head of the group and then won the title of the double flower red stick of the water room. It's a double happiness, and I will definitely set up dozens of tables to celebrate!"

Chi Mengli strongly disagreed with Bo Xilai's behavior of opening champagne in the first half. After wiping the sweat off his head, he threw a towel on the head of the loser and cursed: "Damn it, you should be low-key in life and work, and even more low-key in making money."

"Do you think the title of Double Flowered Red Stick is a military medal?"

"Push to the street!"

"After I got this title, I naturally became the biggest turret in the water room. No matter if they were cops or other brothers in the underworld, they would take the initiative to cause trouble for us."

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. It is better to be low-key in life."

Bocai Dong, who wanted to show off, sighed when he saw that his opinion was rejected by Brother Sheng, and replied with a bit of helplessness: "Brother Sheng, we are gangsters! Even if we are not glorious and arrogant, the police will still handcuff us, just like now!"

"But you are the boss and I am the younger one. Of course, everything will be decided by you, the boss."

"By the way, Brother Sheng, I recently discovered a talented person and was thinking of introducing him to you."

"Dutch! Dutch!"

Bo Xidong shouted a few times, asking his newly discovered talent to get out quickly.

When the Dutch boy heard the call, he hurried out and came in front of Chi Mengli and Bo Xidong.

Seeing this guy called Dutchman, Chi Mengli immediately sighed in his heart. The Intelligence Department is getting worse and worse. They dare to send out such a newcomer with a bad appearance to do things.

This Dutch guy should be the undercover agent that Guo Guohao reminded him to be careful of.

Although he saw through this guy at a glance, Chi Mengli still pretended not to notice and said nonchalantly: "Dutch boy? Just came back from the Netherlands?"

Dutch boy looked at Spinach Dong standing beside him, wanting to see the attitude of the person who introduced him.

"Pull over! You are a talkative person on normal days, but you act like a fool when you see Brother Sheng."

"Brother Sheng, the Dutch boy was born in the Netherlands, and went back to Hong Kong for primary and secondary school. He attended a foreign military academy and is an amazing marksman!"

"The streets of Hong Kong are getting more and more chaotic now. Find someone who knows how to play black dog to protect you, and the brothers will feel relieved!"

Spinach Dong briefly introduced Dutchman and his skills to Chi Mengli.
(End of this chapter)