Chapter 155 [I will send him to Satan!]

The morning sun shines on the streets and alleys of Los Angeles, and the vibrant day begins again.

In a bustling area in downtown Los Angeles, in a one-story high-rise building, Li Yi quickly punched the sandbag in the gym, and a "bang! bang!" sound came from the room, which was particularly harsh.

"Damn Chinese monkey, can you let you Mr. Chekov sleep in?" Chekov, who was naked all over the body, appeared at the door of the gym and cursed in anger.

Due to the hard work day and night, Chekov's eyes were deep, his eyes were black, and he looked like he was overly indulging in desire.

Li Yi did not look back, but said coldly: "Depending on your current life, if you do not adjust in time, you will go to see Satan before you are forty!"

"Damn! What do you know? Uncle is called enjoying life! As a man, if you don't have women fucking every day, no marijuana sucking every day, and no strong alcohol every day, then will you still be called a man?" Chekov retorted Li Yi's remarks unhappily: "Do you want me to be like you idiot, who has such energy to not fuck women, but to vent on the sofa bag all day?"

Hearing the word "woman", Li Yi couldn't help but remember the scene where Xia Yuting bit her lips tightly before leaving, preventing tears from falling.

Is Yuting okay?

Xia Yuting's appearance flashed through his mind, and Li Yi felt ache in his heart and immediately accelerated the speed of his fist.

Before coming to Chekov's home, Li Yi would never believe that Chekov, a thin guy who could be blown away by a gust of wind, actually had a gym. Moreover, there were all kinds of fitness equipment in the gym.

"Boy, you are going to meet someone with me today." Chekov returned to the living room and took a pot of marijuana and held it in his mouth. He leaned against the gym door and took a few sips comfortably, and said to Li Yi.

"Bang!"

Li Yi swung a punch, and the sandbag suddenly shattered, and countless broken sand fell on the floor.

Seeing this punch, Chekov widened his eyes and his mouth subconsciously opened. The marijuana fell directly from his mouth and hit the "gun" under him.

"Ao!!!" The pain from the gun before his legs made Chekov scream, and at the same time pulled him back to reality from his shock.

"Who are you going to meet?" Li Yi picked up the towel next to him, wiped the sweat from his head, and asked lightly.

Chekov rubbed his sleepy eyes, and after confirming that he was not wrong, he shook his head frantically: "God, you are a monster, you must be!"

After saying that, Chekov added: "Damn it! I originally wanted to take you to gesture to a boxer, but now I don't need it! With your strength, one punch can allow that guy to meet Satan!"

When Li Yi heard what Chekov said, he didn't say anything. Although Li Yi could see that the black boxing competition played by Chekov and Mike and others were average and did not represent the overall strength of the American underground boxing world. However, with his current strength, it is indeed easy to deal with those black boxing players in Los Angeles.

After all, Ta Tengoka could sweep the American underground boxing world in a short time, and Li Yi has now recovered 70% of his strength in his previous life. Even if Ta Tengoka faces head-on, he will have the upper hand.

While Li Yi was silent, Chekov at the door picked up marijuana and said with a dance: "Damn, this time I've made a lot of money! With your strength, you can kill Mike's nigger boxer! No, I have to call to notify Mike's nigger and increase the bet!"

After saying that, Chekov jumped and rushed to the living room, picked up his cell phone and called Mike, screaming: "Mac, listen, your uncle Chekov is going to play hard with you! Next Saturday, I will bet a boxing match of one million dollars with you!"

"Yes, you heard it right. Mr. Chekov said one million dollars!"

...

A minute later, Chekov jumped up excitedly: "Ahhh, it's so wonderful, that nigger Mike promised my bet. One million dollars! How many beauties can this be fucked? How much marijuana? How much wine can I drink?"

Imagining the situation after having one million dollars, Chekov immediately rushed to Li Yi, patted Li Yi on the shoulder and said, "Li, you must be a gift from God!"

"Don't forget, I'll only help you play a black boxing match." Li Yi frowned and said, but he was curious. As Chekov's identity, one million US dollars seemed not a big number, but why was Chekov so excited?

Later, when Li Yi learned about Chekov's intelligence source, he understood the truth and was really shocked!

Hearing Li Yi's words, Chekov was a little discouraged and cursed: "Damn it! It's a waste if you don't go to the underground boxing world!"

"For rich people, those black boxers are just a group of monkeys, aren't they?" Li Yi smiled sarcastically.

Looking at the sarcastic smile on the corner of Li Yi's mouth, Chekov shook his head awkwardly and said, "I almost forgot that your goal is to kill the Tiger Gang, which is not something that the Black Boxer can do."

"Is there any news about the Tiger Gang?" Li Yi changed the topic.

Chekov took a sip of marijuana comfortably and said, "The people of the Tiger Gang don't seem to know that you are coming to the United States and have not yet revoked the hunting order. However, you don't have to worry. The Tiger Gang is powerful in China, but has no foundation in the United States. Moreover, the Tiger Gang and the Chinese Gang have a grudge. They dare not send people to deal with you privately! So, as long as you stay in the United States, it is absolutely safe!"

Li Yi still agrees with Chekov's words, and in Li Yi's opinion, even if the Tiger Gang killer comes, he will not be afraid.

In the following days, Li Yi stayed with Chekov.

Chekov's life sounds very monotonous. Apart from selling information, he is basically wasted other time sleeping, fucking women, smoking marijuana, and drinking.

Chekov had a habit of playing with a woman no matter how beautiful she was, she only played once, and it was an absolute physical transaction.

Moreover, Li Yi keenly discovered that every time Chekov finished playing with a woman, although he seemed very happy on the surface, there was a trace of unknown sorrow hidden deep in his eyes.

As for the reason, Li Yi is not clear.

Compared to Chekov, Li Yi's life seems to be more monotonous. Every day, he is eating and sleeping, and destroying the fitness equipment.

In fact, every night, Li Yi would toss and turn and find it difficult to fall asleep when he was lying in bed.

He would think about every bit of being with Xia Yuting, the house he and Xia Yuting once rented, and even Chen Lin, Murong Xue and others.

However, Li Yi thought the most about Xiao Qingshan!

Whenever I recall every little thing I have met Xiao Qingshan, Li Yi felt like a mountain was being crushed in his heart, and he was extremely stuffy.

Even when it was late at night, he would secretly ask himself, can he really give up everything for the sake of his interests?

As a result, the answers are consistent every time.

Won't.

Li Yi in his previous life did not understand feelings and did not think about interests. The interests would be solved by the organization. His life was full of blackness, but he tirelessly waved his butcher knife to reap lives.

In his previous life, he was like a murder machine, cold-blooded and terrible!

In this life, he understands feelings, and he also thinks about interests. He has changed from a machine to a person!

However, he can't let him give up everything around him for the sake of his own benefit!

Once people have expectations, their lives will be very slow. On the contrary, people who are stumbled generally do not care about the slowness of time, and they even don’t even know about the week.

Li Yi belongs to the former. He repeated his boring life every day during this week, but he was not anxious at all. In comparison, Chekov was a man who couldn't stay and would take Li Yi to the nightclub every night.

On Saturday, Li Yi did not get up early in the morning to train as before, which gave Chekov a rare good night's sleep.

The afternoon sun was very dazzling. As usual, Chekov walked out of the bedroom with his bare butt, holding his cell phone in his hand, and said, "Li, in order not to do a loss-making business, that nigger Mike actually challenged the boxers of the Latin Gang and the Chinese Gang that day. This means that it will be our turn after the boxer has finished two games. At that time, you must give Mike a little surprise!"

Hearing Chekov's words, Li Yi understood that when he showed his strength during the evening game, he would definitely attract Tang Hu's attention.

At the same time, in a villa in the suburbs that is not a luxury.

Mike looked at the bald fat man in front of him who was two meters tall and weighed more than 300 pounds and smiled: "Shark, I know you are not interested in the game tonight. But you must be clear that the poor Chekov will bet on us one million US dollars. One million US dollars is not a small amount, so, you can only win but not lose in the game tonight!"

In addition to being tall and mighty, the shark's eyes are the most attractive.

Compared with his skin, his eyes were very bright, bright and dazzling, just like the eyes of an eagle on the African prairie, which puts people in great pressure.

"Mike, you should know that those boxers are just a group of incompetent guys. I can pinch them to death with just a move. What else do you have to worry about?" The shark looked at Mike expressionlessly and said coldly: "Remember, after today's business, I will be clear about all the favors I owe you. From now on, I will not play such a garbage game for you again!"

Hearing the shark's confident words, Mike smiled, smiling extremely brightly.

Mike knows the true identity of the shark.

In the American underground boxing world, black boxing competitions are divided into three levels. The competition he played with Chekov and others can only be considered a B-level black boxing competition, which is just a form of betting between the two sides. The A-level black boxing competition is a competition in the formal underground boxing ring. Such competitions often involve many spectators participating in the battle, and those spectators will bet, and the betting amount is scary. Sometimes a game is as high as hundreds of millions of dollars.

Of course, that kind of game is not something that Mike can play, he doesn't have that kind of strength yet.

Shark is a player in the A-level boxing competition, and he is quite capable and is even expected to become a new boxing champion!

The reason why he was able to invite sharks to participate in the B-level competition was entirely because when the shark first arrived in the United States, Mike valued the development potential of sharks and took care of sharks.

"Don't worry, shark, this is the last time." Mike picked up a glass of red wine on the table and handed it to the shark, who took it expressionlessly.

"Bang!"

The two of them clashed with a symbolic glass, then poured the wine into their mouths in one sip.

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Every Saturday, 204 Street in San Fernando Valley is always extremely lively.

Although the nightclub on 204th Street in San Fernando Valley is not the most famous in Los Angeles, it is a paradise for medium-sized gangs such as the Latin Gang, the African Gang, the Chinese Gang in Los Angeles, and the Yamaguchi Group.

Compared to the past, 204th Street in San Fernando Valley this night seemed more lively because someone had released rumors that Mike, the second leader of the African Gang, was going to bet on a boxing match of one million US dollars with Chekov, the largest intelligence leader in Los Angeles!

By nine o'clock, the sky had completely dimmed, and colorful neon lights illuminated 204 Street, making the entire street brighter and more chaotic than before.

At the entrance of the nightclub of 204 Street, there are all kinds of cars, with high and low grades. Obviously, the nightclub of 204 Street does not have as high requirements for guests as some private clubs.

When Chekov drove Li Yi to the 204 nightclub, the nightclub was crowded with people, and the explosive heavy metal music filled the entire nightclub.

The black boxing competition has not yet begun. In the middle of the nightclub, two tall blonde beauties wearing bikini were showing pole dancing, while guests were sucking cigars, drinking red wine, and enjoying the performances of the two women.

Of course, some guests also had hormones soaring, destroying the women beside them on the spot.

For nightclubs on 204 Street, it is not uncommon to solve them on the spot. Even 3p is very common. Of course, the prerequisite is that you must be able to afford the money, otherwise you will be chopped up by the owner of the nightclub and fed to the dog.

When he walked into the nightclub and saw such a storm, Chekov whistled in a very obscene way and shouted strangely: "Hi! Dear, you two are Mr. Chekov's today."

As the largest intelligence leader in Los Angeles, Chekov is very famous in the underground world of Los Angeles, and his arrival attracted the attention of a large number of guests.

Many of them turned their attention to Li Yi behind Chekov.

"Damn it! Chekov wants a yellow-skinned monkey to participate in tonight's boxing match?"

"Ah, I think this guy Chekov must have been fainted by a woman with milk yesterday. He actually asked that thin guy to challenge the boxers under Mike who weighed more than 200 pounds. Isn't this asking for death?"

"I have guessed the result of the game tonight. I really don't know how Chekov, who has always been smart, made such a stupid mistake!"

"Maybe this guy Chekov has found a guy who knows Chinese Kung Fu! Haha!"
To be continued...