The world starts with Hunter x Hunter

Prince Ma even casually sat down next to Ah Gui, who was so frightened that he almost fell under the stool. At this moment, he looked at the things on the table and said, "Where's the food?"

"Don't we wait for you? Why don't I start eating already!" Creyi said and waved to a waiter, "Let's serve!"

"Master, junior brother also called our Lord Zhao!"

"The cripple is here too? Do you know him?" Lord Ma turned to look at Creyi.

"The last time someone invited me to dinner, the food was fine. Anyway, he didn't eat it last time." Cree Yi said.

"Let's serve!" After Alai said, Agui hurried over to greet him.

Cree Yi and Ma Ye don't have so many rules. When the food comes, they just use their chopsticks. Even Ma Ye doesn't have to stand up. Meili next to him directly serves him the food.

"Are you kid just going against me? How can you eat something so spicy?" Lord Ma said angrily.

"You can pay to set up a table. I love spicy food." Creyi shrugged.

"Take this and throw it over there!" Lord Ma is a Hui after all, so it would be a shame if he didn't lift the table.

Cree Yi was apologetic. He had forgotten about it. He respected the customs of all ethnic groups, but he really forgot.

Alai was so smart that he quickly ran to the kitchen and gave another order, and then the big ribs and the like were removed.

Mr. Ma doesn't drink or smoke, but he is very self-disciplined about these things.

As soon as the cold dishes were served, two people trotted over carrying a person. A Gui quickly took the wheelchair and looked around, but he didn't know where to put it. Because these people were sitting around, so he came according to his identity. It is said that Zhao Yuzhu is always in the primary or secondary position.

"Not dead yet?" Mr. Ma looked at the lame man with interest.

"Master Ma, are you kidding!" Zhao Yuzhu pointed to a seat casually and sat directly next to Alai. Across from Alai was Cree Yi. "I'm sorry, everyone, I came from the city. I punished myself with three drinks." ”

"Don't be ridiculous, eat first and talk about it later." After Ma Ye finished speaking, he started to eat on his own.

Zhao Yuzhu was not unambiguous. He helped himself to the wheelchair and went about picking up the dishes, pouring wine and starting to eat and drink. He even chatted with a few people at the table if nothing happened.

As night fell, the surrounding lights were lit up. It seemed that the whole street was particularly bright and quiet. The entire Kowloon Walled City seemed to be curious about what happened this time.

The walled city is the gate of hell. It is easy to get in but difficult to get out.

Let alone taking a woman out. You have to know that if you take a woman out secretly, you will be discovered for the rest of your life if you have the ability. But Xiangjiang Island is such a big place, and people from the society are in every corner of the society. Can you really hide? ?

People who come to Xiangjiang have no formalities or identities and can only hide in the walled city to survive. Going home has become a luxury. Although it is poor there, it is peaceful, and it is rich but like hell.

"Revenge for revenge, revenge for injustice!" Cree Yi watched a master standing on the empty road and said something difficult to pronounce and unintelligible, and then drank the last bit of juice in the cup.

"Fight hard. If you win, you will be successful!" Mr. Ma said with great comfort.

"Hongmen Liu Han~"

As soon as he announced his door, a group of thirty people wearing satin black trousers, red belts around their waists, and white short-sleeves came out from the corner.

"There's no need to save face. This is a life-or-death road. If you can't get through it, they'll get ahead!" Mr. Ma said while picking his teeth with a toothpick.

"Mr. Cree, please let go. If you want to get ahead, you must rely on strength!" Zhao Yuzhu said politely.

He has walked this part of the road but has not walked down it, but today he hopes that this person will walk this part of the road. Then he touched his thigh gently and sighed inwardly.

‘There is always a feeling of a passionate college! There are just a few people! ’ Cree Yi stretched out, moved his hands and feet, and stood directly opposite the crowd with his legs crossed.

"Ding!" The lighter rang, and Cree Yi lit up a cigarette very comfortably, "Grandma, I am Xiaolizi!" ’

After taking a deep breath of cigarette, after pretending to be 13, Cree Yi strode over directly.

The crowd on the opposite side was also walking in chaotic steps. This feeling would not have been felt if one had not experienced it personally. Cree Yi's whole body was shaking, so trembling that he couldn't even hold a cigarette. He looked at the crowd rushing towards him with excitement on his face.

Actual combat, this is real actual combat, punches to the flesh, punches and elbows flying, feet and legs no higher than the knees, listening to the sound of broken bones, wandering in the lake of blood.

This feeling is so wonderful, so wonderful that this is the true meaning of Kung Fu. Kung Fu is the art of killing.

‘Forget it, spare your lives! ’ After Cree Yi smashed the throats of several people, he began to destroy them.

He no longer needs killing moves everywhere, he needs counterattacks from these people. Only counterattacks and counterattacks can make his Baji Pigua more freely retractable.

The red gate is just a symbol of identity and status. The second level is actually the real competition. These people are all from the big clubs in the walled city. This is not just one person who wants to take out the "registered" people. , is also an opportunity to show your face.

The Number Gang, as a second-tier but more strict gang in the current city, has much more rules than the scattered organization of the Red Gate. Although this group of people can be regarded as half one of our own, they are still half after all. I'll chop you off anyway.

One by one they came out carrying short sticks.

This is because he is half of his own people, otherwise he would have brought out a knife.

Zhui Yi had no intention of stopping, and the other party did not stop either, and most of them used Bajiquan, which would hurt anyone who touched it, so how could he stop?

‘Tear!’ Zhui Yi’s clothes from shoulder to chest were torn apart with a move of fierce tiger climbing a mountain.

“Women only scratch people when they fight!” Zhui Yi said as he threw him to the ground with a tiger hug and stepped on the other party’s lower abdomen.

This was already holding back, otherwise if he stepped on the neck, sternum, and crotch, this person would be disabled if not dead. After all, they were all from the same clan, and the timing of the other party’s fierce tiger climbing a mountain grab was very good, which caught him off guard.

But he was also the first person who could hurt him.

But the real fierce tiger climbing a mountain must be combined with the chopping and hanging palm. That claw went down and broke the stone, and the whole clavicle to the ribs were directly pulled out of the body.

But Mr. Ma didn't teach me any tricks. I'll have to wait until I open a shop for him.

But Mr. Ma's inch force before smashed my head into pieces of gravel. That was a more brutal move after the combination of Baji and Pijia.

Money makes the world go round. Wushu fanatics, Wushu fanatics, if you don't have money, why practice kung fu.

Chaozhou Gang.

Zhui Yi watched the other side come out with short blades and long knives. The first two were more like appetizers. Now it was time to start killing.

Yishengtang and Fu Yixing came one after another, not giving Zhui Yi a chance to breathe. Zhui Yi threw away the short knife in his hand. He came to practice martial arts with these people. There was no point in chopping people.

Chopping with a knife and chopping with an axe was not as satisfying as hitting people with fists. A real man should hit people with every punch.

Zhui Yi tore off his clothes that had been torn into pieces, and looked at the last group of people with excitement. These people were not the organized group model before.

Instead, they stood there in groups of three or five or alone, and the weapons in their hands were not unified. This is what Alai said, there are good fighters from all sides, people who want to become famous, want to take revenge, and there are all kinds of people here.

Zhui Yi wiped the blood on his body and took out another cigarette from his pocket. The knife wounds on his body made Zhui Yi feel that he still hadn't practiced enough.

If he was given this body, Zhui Yi could kill back and forth, but he had to rely on his physical quality to fight with one knife for one life in the end to get through.

Zhui Yi's ears were a little ringing, that was because he was hit on the side of his face by a half-step collapse fist of Tongbeiquan before. At this time, he didn't hear it clearly when he saw the other side clasping his fists and introducing himself.

But since you are here, be prepared for a life-and-death battle.

From this moment on, the real battle began, a serious round-robin battle. Everyone in Zhui Yi's position tacitly left a ring. The crowd around him seemed like a U-shaped venue. Behind these people was the entrance and exit of the fortress, and Zhui Yi was standing at the bottom of the bottle.

Swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, all kinds of cold weapons were called out, some came one by one, some came in twos or threes, but these people did not rush up in a swarm.

This is the rule.

Zhui Yi has never wanted to be bound by this so-called rule, but at this moment, it is clearly a life-and-death fight, but he still took advantage of the rule.

"I am a Yamato samurai, and I come to challenge you today..."

Suddenly, a figure came out of the crowd holding a sword and stood in the middle of the field speaking Mandarin.

"MD, dare to make trouble, kill him!"

Zhui Yi was in a trance for a while, scratched his face, and now sat on a fat man to rest, and saw a group of people rushing out and hacking a man in kimono to death. Seeing those fearless people, Zhui Yi was a little dazed.

It was said that they would pass five levels and kill six generals, why did another group of people come.

Soon the crowd dispersed, and when Zhui Yi looked over, the crowd around him dispersed again, and what was revealed was a group of people wearing kimonos and carrying samurai swords.

"Kill them for making trouble!"

"Kill them all!"

"Chop them up and feed them to the dogs!"

Zui Yi walked to the side and blinked before realizing that it was a tiebreaker.

The bloody scene had already made the adrenaline rush of the spectators around, especially watching this kind of peripheral competition. There was even a woman holding a stone and smashing it at a person in a kimono.

The scene was empty and quiet again.

"Those who break the rules will die!" Suddenly a dull sound came from behind.

"Wait!" Zui Yi suddenly shouted.