I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 99 Things change and people change
Pattaya has changed dramatically during this time.

But it seemed as if nothing happened.

After getting rid of the forces in Chinatown and gaining the tacit approval of a certain major country, Yingluo completely took over Pattaya. The 'De' family, or the 'Zheng' family, lost a strong supporter and had to compromise at every step. More than half a year was enough time for a major official change in Pattaya.

As a family with connections, Bassard knew everything about the political struggles. Now that he had fallen into the position of a small policeman, it didn't matter to him whether he said anything or not.

Even if he yelled about the dirty deeds of the top leaders in the street, ordinary people would just think he was a madman.

He casually said that the mayor would be replaced, but in reality it would be a bloody storm. However, no matter how the upper class fights, for the common people it is still three meals a day.

Pattaya today is not much different from last year, but everything is different.

The medical system was completely replaced by Yingluo. Any fighter with a little fame had to make a choice: either become Yingluo's lackey or leave Thailand. Martial arts schools were disbanded one after another. Master Feng, who once taught Lin Xi boxing, was forced to leave Thailand in the process and is now missing.

What's funny is that under Yingluo's rule, there are much fewer chaos than before, and the fighters who used to do whatever they wanted have either become as obedient as dogs or become dead dogs.

The 'De' family completely collapsed in the final counterattack, but Basse, who had a strange mentality towards Yingluo's rule, survived. Yingluo is an evil organization, not a brainless terrorist organization. People who are not involved will not touch it at all.

Today, Pattaya has become a bridgehead for the sale of drugs and arms to Southeast Asian countries in the south, continuously exporting evil to the world.

But Pattaya is completely different from the previous chaos. The barriers between the privileged class and the lower class were brutally broken by Ying Luo. Everyone must strictly abide by the rules. If they violate the rules, even the mayor or the fighter will disappear inexplicably.

Basle De spent the past six months in an extremely contradictory state of mind.

Chaos, freedom, evil and order, he has lost himself. As an ordinary person, facing the ruthless crushing of the society, his three views are shattered. He can only cover his ears, close his eyes, and no longer think about the extreme evil hidden behind the prosperous city.

"What is the difference between Yingluo and the government?" He asked from the bottom of his heart. The previous government compromised with the fighters unconditionally, creating many headless bloody cases or terrible incidents that could not be traced at all. It was fanatical about the promotion of fighting. The current Yingluo is evil to the outside world and extremely repressive to the inside...

"It makes no difference." Lin Xi replied simply. He finished eating the last banana and threw the banana peel into the trash can. He said, "It makes no difference to you, because you can't change anything at all."

It's an old topic. In a world where personal force determines everything, there is no room for justice and evil. If Vega was really powerful enough to do anything, he would not have been driven to Southeast Asia and lived in Thailand, not daring to go out.

If Gouki is willing, he can rush into the Kagera base today, kill Vega with one punch, revive several times and kill as many times as he wants, and if he is forced into a corner, he can become a perverted thing like the Real Gouki, the God Gouki, or the Mad Gouki, and even his spirit body can be crushed with one punch. If he has the same desire for power as Vega, and shows his strength, he can establish a country wherever he wants, and the Five Big Gangsters will only agree with him wholeheartedly.

But people are happily selling watermelons on the street...The strong have the power to make the world revolve around them.

This is also what he has always longed for.

Basser De waved his hands weakly, he actually knew these things very well, but knowing is one thing and being able to implement is another. He had no talent and could only choose to bear it silently. Looking at the stronger and more powerful Lin Xi, he said listlessly: "That's it, I still have some things to do..." With that, he left. After talking to a man he never planned to see again in this life, it seemed better for him to accept this chaotic world.

As he walked, he didn't notice the uneven ground under his feet and staggered. His back hunched a little and he looked no different from an ordinary veteran policeman.

Lin Xi looked at Bassard's figure gradually going away, and felt a little sad. The man who was once full of vigor and ambition to change the world in front of him, now accepted everything dejectedly and decided to live in a muddle. Was it painful? Being awake is always painful.

He smiled, turned a corner and went back to the apartment building where he used to live, went upstairs and came to the door, where he found the key was still under the door mat.

After opening the door, the decoration and layout inside had not changed at all, and no one had moved the things, except for a layer of dust.

Lin Xi roughly opened the locked bedside table, which contained the money he had not taken with him. He was in a hurry when he left Pattaya, and only took some emergency money with him. At that time, he even thought about running away after participating in the Street Fighter competition, and even had the idea of ​​running away directly. He didn't care about the money at all.

The expenses in Chiang Mai were basically provided by the International Fighting Fans Association. After leaving Chiang Mai, he slowly realized how tight his finances had become.

After counting, he figured that the money for food, accommodation and lodging should be enough for him to stay at the beach for a year or two. As long as the money was enough, it would be fine. With this thought in mind, he pocketed the money, put the key back under the carpet, and left the apartment without any reluctance.

After going out, the first stop was a Chinese buyer who was once very familiar to him. The appearance of this missing person really scared him, but he didn't say anything. He paid and ordered a lot of meat and candy, which would be delivered to the beach regularly.

Then I went to the hospital to get some concentrated glucose solution. This stuff is a good thing. It can be used when you are practicing regardless of whether you are lacking sugar, water, or nutrients.

On the way, he took a look at the place where Qingxinju was previously located. It had now been completely demolished and turned into a construction site, and no one knew what was being built.

In just over half a year, everything has changed.

Lin Xi carried his bag and took a taxi to the beach. Funny enough, he still remembered the glutinous rice and fried noodles served by the owner of the beach hotel. The food he ate when he was hungry left a very deep impression on him.

When we arrived at the beach, it was still as quiet as before. There were not many tourists, and people were walking, taking pictures, and sightseeing on the beach.

"Hello, welcome--"

The hotel sign had not changed. As soon as I entered the hotel, before I could say anything, the receptionist who came towards me was another familiar face.

"Mr. Lin Xi?" The Chinatown Xiaoliu who used to assist him in investigating cases, Mr. Duan's subordinate, was a little darker, had a different hairstyle, a much bigger body shape, and a completely different temperament, but the feeling between his eyebrows was still the same. As soon as he saw him, Xiaoliu's Mandarin came out of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)