Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

After reviewing the documents, He Chengfeng covered up the photos.

If a grown man like him felt uncomfortable and nauseous upon seeing those photos, one can only imagine how Shen Lijuan must have felt.

No wonder this girl couldn't talk about Sir Albert's situation in detail before; she really couldn't bring herself to say it. It was just too disgusting, too nauseating, too beastly.

"Currently, there are only two paths to choose from if you want to venture deeper into the Red Sea. What are your plans?"

Shen Lijuan looked at He Chengfeng, her gaze softening unconsciously.

She saw He Chengfeng covering up the photos, which made her realize that the man in front of her was not as reckless as he seemed on the surface. He was actually very sensitive and knew how to take care of women's sensitivities.

He Chengfeng frowned, looked down at the Red Sea map and pondered for a moment, then looked at Shen Lijuan and said, "Although Sir Albert is a beast, it seems that entering the Red Sea through his channels is the safest option for us right now. So I want to find an opportunity to contact Sir Albert's men and see if we can enter the Red Sea through their connections."

Upon hearing this, Shen Lijuan nodded and said, "If you really want to make contact with Sir Albert's men, I do have a channel."

He Chengfeng asked curiously, "What channel?"

"Underground boxing!" As Shen Lijuan spoke, she took out some documents and handed them to He Chengfeng, explaining, "Loli Island, owned by Sir Albert, is a paradise and money pit for the powerful and wealthy. In addition to pornography, gambling, animal fighting, extreme sports, and other activities, underground boxing is naturally also a part of it."

"According to my investigation, there are underground boxing rings on Luo Li Island year-round for the wealthy to watch. The scenes are extremely bloody and cruel; I've heard that people are often beaten to death on the spot." Shen Lijuan couldn't help but bite her lip as she said this, looking at He Chengfeng and adding, "So this road is very dangerous..."

He Chengfeng waved his hand and said, "It's alright, I'm not afraid of danger."

He's currently brimming with strength and confidence, and he's looking for someone to practice on. He won't back down because of any potential danger.

Seeing his words, Shen Lijuan could only sigh and say, "If you really want to do this, then go try the Asia-Africa Boxing Stadium. It's not far from here; it's an underground boxing stadium set up by Sir Epstein in Pakistan to select some outstanding boxers to fight on Roli Island. It's said that as long as a boxer can win three consecutive matches at the Asia-Africa Boxing Stadium, he'll be qualified to go to Roli Island."

He Chengfeng's eyes lit up, and he said with slight excitement, "Let's not delay, let's go and take a look now."

He stood up and was about to leave when Shen Lijuan stopped him.

"Don't rush," Shen Lijuan stood up and looked at him, saying, "The Asia-Africa Boxing Stadium will stay open until the early hours of the morning. You just got off the plane and are tired from your journey. Why don't you eat something first to recover your strength before going to the boxing stadium to challenge someone?"

Hearing her say that, He Chengfeng actually felt a bit hungry, so he nodded and said, "Let's get something to eat then. Can we order takeout here?"

Shen Lijuan smiled wryly: "What kind of takeout is there in a country like this? Even if there is, it's already dawn when it arrives, it's incredibly slow. But there's a 24-hour Chinese restaurant across from the hotel, let's go there to eat, and then we can head to the boxing ring."

He Chengfeng had no objection and went out with her.

Pakistan has a typical tropical maritime climate. Even late at night, the temperature is still over 20 degrees Celsius. The sea breeze, carrying moisture, makes people feel very comfortable.

The country's overall economic situation is dire, with a huge gap between the rich and poor, and dirty, dilapidated slums everywhere, making life very difficult for its people. However, the place where He Chengfeng and Shen Lijuan are currently located is relatively good, belonging to a core tourist area that is receiving key support from the country, and the overall environment is quite pleasant. However, the population here is diverse, with people from almost every country, so the security situation remains a serious concern.

The two hadn't walked far when they suddenly heard a commotion.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered several disheveled Indian men gathered together under the streetlights, laughing and talking, seemingly engaged in some kind of entertainment.

He Chengfeng was a little curious, so he moved closer. Then, when he took a closer look, he couldn't help but drop his jaw in astonishment.

Those Indians were clearly drunk, and judging from their clothes, they were probably laborers who came to Pakistan to do hard labor on a construction site. These people did heavy work during the day and had no money to go anywhere to vent their frustrations at night, so they did all sorts of bizarre things.

Having lived two lives, this was the first time He Chengfeng had ever witnessed such a bizarre scene. It was truly an eye-opener, and he couldn't comprehend these demons and monsters at all...

"Hahaha, wa la la ah—"

Just as He Chengfeng was still in surprise, the Indians saw the pretty Shen Lijuan and their eyes lit up. They rushed towards Shen Lijuan without any regard for anything else.

Those guys had been holding back for who knows how long; they were really pouncing on her, practically wanting to devour Shen Lijuan whole.

"What are you doing?!"

Shen Lijuan was so startled that her eyelids twitched. She quickly pulled out a sharp dagger and held it in front of her chest, trying to stop the frenzied Indians.

However, those Indians, having drunk alcohol, were already intoxicated by the insect and couldn't control their impulses at all.

They completely ignored the dagger in Shen Lijuan's hand and pounced on her with their arms outstretched.

Shen Lijuan was terrified and hurriedly backed away, but two more Indians rushed towards her from the side.

Those people reeked of a foul stench, which made Shen Lijuan frown. She gripped the dagger tightly in her small hands, wanting to stab them to death on the spot, but she was worried about getting into unnecessary trouble.

Just as she was struggling with this decision, a figure suddenly rushed into the arena and shielded her behind him.

Shen Lijuan looked closely and realized that the person who came was none other than He Chengfeng.

"Rabid dog attack!"

He Chengfeng let out a cold shout and faced a drunken Indian man head-on. He unleashed a Madman Fist, aiming straight for the man's ribs. A crisp "crack" was heard as the man's ribs were broken by his punch. The man clutched his ribs in pain and fell to the ground screaming.

Seeing He Chengfeng break someone's ribs with a single punch, Shen Lijuan's eyelids twitched in shock, and her gaze towards He Chengfeng became increasingly puzzled.

Before this, she didn't think He Chengfeng had any outstanding skills in boxing, and she wasn't optimistic about his plan to fight in underground boxing matches. She thought it was impossible for He Chengfeng to win three consecutive matches in the Asia-Africa boxing ring. She was only cooperating with him out of necessity.

However, now that she has witnessed He Chengfeng's strength, her thinking has been completely changed.

She felt that He Chengfeng was indeed capable of fighting in underground boxing matches and was very likely to win three matches in a row.

But the question is, is this still the same weak and cowardly He Chengfeng she remembers?

When exactly did he become so amazing?

"The mad ape tries to catch the moon, I'll hit it—"

He Chengfeng was unaware of Shen Lijuan's doubts. He was currently engrossed in the fight, single-handedly holding off three burly Indian men.

He first used a "Mad Ape Scoops the Moon" move, kicking an Indian man in the groin and knocking him to the ground. Then, he clenched his fists, arched his body slightly, and suddenly roared, pouncing on the remaining two Indian men like a tiger.

"The mad tiger breaks through the mountain, I fight, fight, fight—"

This time, He Chengfeng held nothing back, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks at the two Indians.

Under the streetlights, he wore a black trench coat, his figure tall and agile, his movements extremely fluid and graceful. Every punch and kick hit the enemy's vital points, making the two Indians feel like sandbags, screaming in pain as they fled backward.

Shen Lijuan was so captivated by the sight that her eyes became somewhat unfocused.

This man seems to be quite handsome.