I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 70 Intensification

[At 2:37 this morning, the Prime Minister suffered a heart attack and rescue efforts were ineffective...]

It seems that the conflict is intensifying.

Lin Xi, wearing a hoodie he hadn't worn for a long time, stood outside the restaurant window, watching the TV hanging in the air reporting such news. He was not surprised at all. Since he had already alerted the enemy last night, he might as well just leave.

If he wanted, he could of course stay in Pattaya and wait for things to be over. The various forces involved didn't seem to have much ill will towards him, and there might be some benefits left for him, but that would be meaningless.

In two months, the Street Fighter tournament will be held in Chiang Mai in the north. He will participate no matter what. Instead of waiting for trouble and unknown in the vortex of events, it is better to spend some time to practice along the way and enrich himself before playing the game.

"You've been following me for so long, aren't you going to show up?" He asked softly, looking at the female fighter, who was about twenty years old, standing leaning against the wall not far away in the reflection of the window.

The woman was wearing a purple bellyband with eight straps passing over her shoulders and extending from her armpits to her back. She was wearing loose off-white sweatpants with purple high-waisted leggings underneath. Her hair was tied into horns and her makeup was very strange, with dark purple eyeshadow and lavender lipstick. She looked very beautiful, and large areas of exposed white skin attracted the attention of passers-by.

When Lin Xi was leaving Chinatown, she had already realized that the other party had caught up with her. Of course, the other party had never concealed his whereabouts and followed her openly.

"Don't you want to play the game of cat and mouse with me?" The woman stood up straight, revealing her left eye covered by the blindfold.

She should be the 'murderer' of the serial murder case.

"Mr. Duan's men?" Lin Xi turned around and faced them.

"Hee" the woman raised the corner of her mouth, but did not respond. She took a step forward, floated in the air, spun around, and kicked over.

"Snapped!"

general.

Lin Xi easily blocked the whip kick. Judging from the strength and magnanimity, he was stronger than him, but his strength was limited. The most important thing was that his opponent had impaired vision due to the loss of one eye, and the attack involuntarily deviated to the left.

Seeing that his opponent was ready for a series of whip kicks, he unceremoniously kicked back in the opponent's blind spot, holding back the force in his foot. By the time he exerted force, the opponent had no room to dodge.

"Boom!"

The woman was kicked out and rolled several times on the ground like a rag doll, lying on the ground covered in dust.

"Why." She slowly stood up, a smile on her gray face, but her one eye was full of confusion and anger, "Why don't you have hatred--" She sprinted again, a standard front kick.

"Hatred?" Lin Xi raised her leg and held the other person's shin. The other person's temper was indeed full of irritability, anger and resentment, but -

None of his business!

"Pa!" A loud slap hit the woman's left cheek, sending her flying again.

Lin Xi won't tolerate this. If you attack me, I won't hold back. What gentlemanly spirit? Since you have a weakness, I will definitely attack you fiercely.

The woman supported herself on the ground with one hand. For a moment, she saw stars and her face was confused. Her left cheek was swollen and she looked very embarrassed. She was knocked unconscious by the merciless beating.

Impotent rage, too low purity. Lin Xi used these eight words to summarize the woman in front of her. Only a waste would have strong anger towards the reality and the past, but that was all, and try to pour out the anger into the fight.

Even if he wanted to kill the other person out of anger, even if he could be more pure in the fight, he no longer had the slightest desire to fight. If the other party continued to pester him, he would just kill this unknown woman.

"You..." The woman came back to her senses, not knowing what she was thinking. She looked at Lin Xi, who was about to leave with a hood on. Her expression was a little tense, as if she was smiling but not smiling, but her eyes were full of sadness. "It's really different."

Lin Xi had no intention of responding or pursuing the matter. It would be completely misplaced to seek recognition from him. He had already faced the reality during his entanglement with Yamazaki Ryuji and no longer needed the so-called recognition, let alone any unnecessary empathy.

In a fight, there is only victory and defeat, life and death.

"Swoosh" he raised his hand to catch the envelope thrown by the woman. After opening it, there was a photo inside. In the photo, a middle-aged man in military uniform with a smile on his face was standing together with an old monk and chatting. There were three big words written on the back of the photo.

【Temple of the Gods】

As a Buddhist country, temples and monks have a high status in Thailand. Wat Phnom is a very famous temple between Pattaya and Bangkok, which enshrines the famous Four-Faced Buddha.

"It turns out that General Sucha has returned." Lin Xi held the photo. He didn't care what Mr. Duan's purpose was. It was enough for him to kill that guy.

"Han Zhuli." The woman spoke again, "Remember my name."

She seemed to say something else afterwards, but Lin Xi stopped listening. It would take several hours to get from Pattaya to the Temple Temple at the fastest speed. He was not sure how long General Sucha would stay in the Temple Temple, so they had to hurry.
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An hour later, Qingxinju.

Han Zhuli sat cross-legged on the windowsill with a strange expression on her face, thinking about something silently.

"Did you give him the letter?" Old Master Duan walked up to the second floor. He showed no surprise at the injuries on her body. He just said, "I told you that he is different. If he is just full of hatred, you won't understand him."

"Just follow the deal at the beginning, kill me, join Yingluo, and pass on their message." He said almost without any emotion.

Han Zhuli suddenly had the urge to give up everything and live a free life like Lin Xi, but it was just an impulse. The desire for revenge in her mind soon overwhelmed the sudden desire. She pursed her lips, and silence represented acceptance.

Old Master Duan walked a few steps to the window beside him, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Chinatown below, he sighed slowly, the soldiers who had followed him and been led by him in the past had all returned to their hometowns, Xiaoliu and other people sent by their hometowns also went into hiding, the tacit approval of the Thai royal family meant that there would be no obstacles for Yingluo to dominate Thailand, and as a remnant, he would inevitably be purged.

He has no regrets.

Ying Luo had silently eroded everything he had. If his hometown had not reminded him and helped him take his family away, he would have become a puppet at the mercy of others. Asking his old friend for help was just a way for him to vent his anger before he died.

No matter what, Ying Luo will definitely pay the price for his ambition and tyranny, he is convinced of this.

[Can a rose watered with resentment bloom with its own splendor in the future? ]

He looked at Han Zhuli who was staring into the sky in a trance and laughed with a malicious smile.

I should give up some rationality in the future, and stop writing about China, Taiwan, and dark content. There is no other way. I am so tired of being censored these days. There are always a few paragraphs missing, and my scalp is numb from changing them. The whole plot has been modified by me to pieces. After killing General Sucha, the plot of the Street Fighter Tournament will start.

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(End of this chapter)