Chapter 256 Black Fist Training Camp and Hongmen Rudder

How many black boxing venues around the world can be counted? I'm afraid this is a problem that no one can figure out, because there are too many black boxing venues that have abandoned all the rules, so that you can't even count them.

But among them, the Siberian training camp is definitely one of the most famous black boxing bases in the world.

Although Wang Chan loves martial arts and has a deep understanding and research on the boxing martial arts in China, some of his knowledge of the black boxing below only comes from a limited hearsay. Except for Marcus, who came to kill him with Wei Changjiang before, he has never met a master in similar aspects.

And Marcus, a general-level instructor who is now serving in the U.S. Delta Force, was born in a Siberian training camp.

Boxing practitioners strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives. Although people who can really practice kung fu, the ultimate goal is to effectively defeat opponents, or even kill people, martial artists are not killers, not just murderous machines after all. Wang Chan practiced boxing in order to be able to surpass himself. In addition to boxing with his own eyes, what is the world that surrounds countless predecessors like? Killing is just a means for him to protect himself. It is not like black boxing without any scruples. The purpose of practice is how to kill more efficiently. Behind the opponent's boxing match is a huge deal of black gold. From this point of view alone, the difference between the two is essential.

However, the biggest advantage of black boxing, an unsightly underground fighting, is that it is inclusive. It integrates the significant "advantages" of various martial arts, which can greatly stimulate the "wild surname" hidden in the human body, make the traditional skill simple and direct, and develop the power of the human muscle system to the extreme. To. Once this kind of kung fu is promoted, the most suitable place is the army.

The temperature in the core of the Siberian forest is as low as more than 40 degrees. A large number of strong men outside are carrying out cruel cold-resistant training. At this moment, in the tallest log house in the middle of the barracks, there is a fireplace burning and warmth.

At this time, in the middle of the room, there was a man, roaring loudly with the most vicious abuse in Russian.

This person is completely different from the strong men outside the room. His figure is not a trace of strength at all, and his height will never exceed 1.7 meters. And in this warm room, facing the fireplace, he still wears a thick army. Use a coat.

His head was bald, without a hair. ** His skin outside was abnormally white. He was illuminated by the firelight and flashed a morbid pale color, just like a patient who had been bedridden in the hospital for several years and finally saw no sunshine. Anyone who saw him would instinctively follow him at the same time. I felt a strong medicinal fragrance on it.

This person's physical health is obviously very bad. He holds up the skeleton of the military coat high. Although it is wide and hard, there is no excess fat on his body. The skin on his face, hands and arms are all tightly close to the bones. It is dry. At first glance, it looks like a skeleton. He was cleverly covered with a layer of human skin, like a hungry ghost.

But when the man spoke, his voice was loud and full of breath, and his roar was like thunder. There was a burst of curse in the middle of the wooden house, which immediately shook all over the roof, and the dust was falling down, giving people the feeling that it was really a little contradictory. I just feel that this person's appearance and voice are really strange and different from normal people.

The fireplace is covered with thick-armed pine trees, and bursts of rosin spread out in the firelight. Next to this person, there are two bald men who are equally tall and ** with upper body. Each of them is more than two meters tall. The bones of the whole body are amazingly thick, and all the muscles on the body show a kind of The radial explosive posture, from the neck down, chest, back, arms and thighs, lower abdomen and waist, the muscle texture does not look like a normal human at all.

In contrast, they are more like humanoid monsters made of copper cast iron. ** The muscles on the outside are high, and they are coated with a special grease, which makes them not look like flesh and blood at first glance, but seem to be a Terminator steel robot that has just come down from the production line.

Two monster-like men, one was massaging the man's shoulder with his big hand like a fan, and the other stood respectfully on the side with a bowl of dark potion in his hand, reaching out and handing his hands to the man.

In a bowl of fine snow-white, thin as cicada wings, the surface of the black medicine is constantly rising with a cloud-like water vapor. The unique aroma of herbs is rich, with an intoxicating taste in the bitterness.

If there is a domestic doctor here, you will definitely smell it. In this bowl of medicine that people eat, there are many precious drugs such as ginseng and bear bile. The amount of medicine in it is so large that it is inconceivable. Ordinary people have to drink this bowl of medicine, not only can they not supplement their vitality, but also need to If you don't make up for it, you will make up for it.

This large-dose tonic, in traditional Chinese medicine, is a real medicine for tigers and wolves. It is the last resort that can only be used after all methods are useless. The dead can jump three times when they eat it, and the living eat it like a real poison.

"Marcus was killed by him... Hey hey, Wang Chan... This man must be an unrivaled master among Chinese boxers. He wants to catch such a person in the boundless Siberian forest, just like looking for a needle in a haystack. But this is nothing to our Siberian training camp. I have countless real iron-blooded soldiers, and the forest is their home..."

Gradually stopped the roaring in his mouth. The skinny bald man suddenly laughed and drank a bowl of medicine. Then an extremely abnormal blood color surged up on his face. He shook his hands and suddenly turned over and stood up. The next moment, the thick military coat on his body cracked from the inside to the outside. Unexpectedly, he shook his arm and cracked it, falling to the ground like a rag.

This person's body is also wearing only a pair of cowhide trousers. **'s body is dry, and his whole body is a mummified mummy that has been tempered for thousands of years. But at this time, a very strange and huge change was taking place on his body. Layers of burning red blood surged up from the depths of his bones, but he stood naked in the air in less than a blink of an eye, and his body was shrouded in a thick blood light.

"Start!" Suddenly opening his feet, the muscles on the man's face trembled, as if he was forcibly enduring some inhuman pain, so that the short words trembled.

Suddenly, the two monster-like men around him opened their arms and took a fierce breath. Their bodies suddenly swelled up and fished down casually. One person's hand was already holding up a huge iron bar with the thickness of Chengren's arms. As the man began to shout, the two seemed to have cooperated countless times. With a tacit understanding, they swayed the iron bars, one facing their backs and the other on their chests. They screamed, and smashed them down with all their strength.

The huge iron bar hit the thin body fiercely, but the sound was like Hong Zhong Dalu. When it vibrated, the voice was strong, as if it had hit a huge steel hill.

Although this man is skinny, sick, and looks like a skeleton, his limbs and bones all over his body are as if they were made of fine steel. The two men who are more than two meters tall were beaten with all their strength. Instead of any damage to their bodies, they took a long breath, and the expressions of pain on their faces were He loosened for a moment, and his eyes shone brightly, with a drunkenchanted and comfortable look.

"Come again!" The body shrugged again, and the blood color on the surface of the skin seemed to be slightly lighter.

Then, the strong wind roared in the spacious room, and the two iron bars flew up and down, twisting the air. The extremely fast brewing airflow blew the high flame in the fireplace. The sound of Dongdong, Dangdang... seemed that countless blacksmiths risked their lives to beat the iron.

For a moment, the sound of huge gold and iron impact came out of the house from afar, calling hundreds of ** men on the school grounds. Suddenly, their expressions were shocked, and everyone's eyes revealed a crazy and bloodthirsty look.

I don't know how long it took, the huge roar in the room gradually slowed down, and when I approached, I could only hear a burst of violent gasp like a broken windbox. The two big men came out of white gas all over their bodies, and the upper body of ** was connected to the bare head layer by layer, one after another. The sweat dripped to the ground, soaking the floor under their feet.

Looking at the two iron bars with thick arms in their hands, they had already changed shape at this time, twisted like hemp flowers from beginning to end, and the palms they held together, and the tiger's mouths were all cracked, and the blood was mixed with sweat dripping on the ground.

"Okay! Useless things, you can't hit people!"

After all the blood on his body dissipated, the thin man did not have a trace of sickness at this time. His face was radiant and his eyes were as bright as electricity.

"Your physical quality is far above that bastard Marcus. You can tear the old bear in the mountain, but your real combat power can only be exercised between life and death. This time is obviously the best opportunity. Wang Chan killed Marcus, and you two went to kill him with me. Although Marcus is an asshole, the only person in the world who can kill him is Zhu Kefu, and it's not his turn to clean up the door for me... China... Capital... I really miss it. If it weren't for the Eight-Nation Alliance. After rushing into Yanjing City, I won't live until now, let alone become like this. All Chinese people should die... 3115 seemed to suddenly remember something unpleasant past. The Russian, who called himself Zhukov, suddenly frowned with his yellow eyebrows on his face. He grabbed the iron bar in the hands of the two men, and then held it in his hand and pinched them together little by little.

These two huge fine steel sticks are constantly changing shape between his hands, just like the mud in the urchin's hand. Then the man giggles strangely, and the two iron bars turned into a big iron ball in a blink of an eye. Between the pinching of his fingers, there seemed to be drops of iron water. , dripping down.

Hold the iron into mud! This is obviously something that can only be done after practicing the inner kung fu to the peak. I didn't expect that in this distant foreign country, in the famous Siberian training camp, there was another person who could practice China's inner kung fu to such a legendary level!!

This kind of kung fu is different from Marcus's "iron arm poking foot" in the pure sense of killing fist and foot kung fu, but must have an extremely harsh and rigorous inheritance system to guide the cultivation, and even in today's domestic countries, people who can really achieve the hand of "holding iron into mud" are almost extinct. .

"Go and tell Okinec, and say that I agree with his request. As soon as the time comes, 800 warriors in the training camp will come out. However, I heard that this Sino-Russian exercise was only those who secretly sponsored hundreds of millions of euros. The Ministry of Defense dispatched a large number of special elites and transferred a team of signal flag troops from abroad, which cost a lot of money! In addition, several consortia under the Lin family in China have also paid for their efforts, and now the funds alone have mobilized more than 385 billion yuan! I want one-third of this money! In addition, we also need a special weapon for the Ministry of Defense in our training camp.

"Also, from now on, the whole battalion will be on alert, suspend training, and have good food. Start to follow the A-level alert, patrol and deployment. Everyone will roll me to the shooting range, practice shooting, and be familiar with weapons. This Wang Chan is a real extreme master. Close combat is his specialty. We don't need to have a white-edged battle with him. We just need to kill from a long distance and suppress it with heavy fire.

United States.

Hawaii Islands, Honolulu City.

In a flower-like mountaintop villa community near the sea, there is an antique Chinese garden building.

At this time, the mountains and rivers are heavy, and the willows are dark and flowers are bright. At the end of a nine-curved corridor, in the breeze of spring, there is an exquisite and elegant water pavilion outside the pavilion, full of yellow pears, divided into two rows and lined up. On each chair sat a Chinese man who was full of energy, serious and of different ages. Lu Chaoyang, the sword protector of the Hongmen General Hall, also sat in it. Bai Qifeng, a confidant who also went to Russia with him, was also in the crowd, but his status was obviously not high. He stood at the back, not to mention standing.

In addition, on the thirty-six golden chairs, the horses and golden knives are also sitting on some old people with gray hair, but although these people are not young, after the age of bravery and fierceness, all of them are full of essence and introcre, their temples are high, and their hands and feet are full of momentum.

(to be continued)