Chapter 249: Retired due to injury, no more fighting? [6000-word chapter added! 】


Chapter 249: Retired due to injury, no more fighting? [6000-word chapter added! 】

How to fight this?

Mark Hunter is very self-aware and 100% abused when he plays.

And he confirmed it.

The man in front of me is the mysterious master of the legendary Eastern Kung Fu style, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Retire from injury and stop fighting?"

Du Sheng looked strange and a little surprised.

He thought that the other party came to him for some kind of private deal besides testing the situation.

The result is this?

The day before a boxer takes the stage, he can indeed withdraw from the fight.

For example, in the previous UFC episode 226, there was one day left before the championship match, and Holloway’s match against Ortega was cancelled.

The reason given was that ‘ring champion’ Holloway had a slight concussion.

This is the third consecutive time Holloway has been unable to participate in the championship challenge due to "injury" after winning the championship.

The first two matches were against "Squirrel" Edgar and "Kitty Hawk" Kahabi.

Therefore, he was also booed as the weakest champion because he did not dare to fight and did not want to hand over the gold belt.

Logically speaking, the ‘yellow light’ in front of me would not be like this.

Could it be that the test scene just now was so destructive that it caused a psychological shadow on him?

A wry smile appeared on Mark Hunter's face:

"Du, you don't show your real face and you are so powerful. Why should I beat you? Are you asking for abuse?"

"I'm not very satisfied with your statement."

Du Sheng's tone revealed a hint of displeasure:

"I am a person who values ​​credibility above all else, and many people have already bought tickets and are waiting to see it. This fight must be fought."

He didn't want to make another trip, let alone lose all his money.

"With your strength, you can KO me in one round!"

Mark Hunter waved his hands repeatedly:

"This injury is none of your business, it's my own physical problem."

As he spoke, his mind recalled the scene where Du Sheng punched the man in black away.

He was furious in his heart, but he didn't want to be teased and then punched into a joke.

Moreover, he is self-aware that there is a high probability that he will not make it to the finals with the ‘Four Crown Champions’ Hu Site and the ‘Giant Soldier’ Hilt participating in this competition.

Rather than fighting and causing fractures, even the events in New Zealand and the UFC have to be suspended, why not get out early.

Seeing that the other party was speaking seriously, Du Sheng couldn't help but ponder:

"Actually, it's okay not to fight. This time I will earn at least 20 million, and you have to compensate for this money."

Considering that everyone is of the yellow race, and in order not to reveal the details so quickly, and to continue to maintain high odds, it is not impossible not to play.

After all, in a fight, if even Big Mac can KO in one round, all fools will know his true strength, and it will be difficult to cheat money in the future.

But he came here to make money, and this must be done.

Otherwise there is nothing to talk about.

"20 million?"

Mark Hunter shook his head repeatedly:

"If I had so much money, why would I fight K1GP?"

"Don't be ridiculous, you were also the 2001 champion after all, so you received a lot of appearance fees, right?"

"That is a thing of the past. No one else recognizes this when playing games in North America."

Mark Hunter spreads his hands in distress:

"As for the $100,000 appearance fee, what can you do with that little money?"

Not to mention that he has not achieved any results in the past two years. He maintains a large team of coaches and support teams, and training and nutrition also require money.

Once he was injured by Du Sheng, he would not be able to make ends meet.

Therefore, he does not care about the appearance fee.

"Tight money?"

Du Sheng's eyes moved slightly, gesturing for Mark Hunter to come closer, then he leaned into his ear and whispered:

"If this is the case, then you have to fight even more in this game..."

"This..."

Mark Hunter hesitated, nodded, and continued to fight.

When playing in the UFC, although you win more and lose less, you also lose a lot.

There is nothing wrong with him winning or losing one or two games.

And it’s still unclear who will win.

In addition, it is quite possible to deceive someone.

"Mark, it's so refreshing."

Du Sheng smiled and patted Mark Hunter on the shoulder again:

"Tomorrow night in the ring, we will compete again!"

Watching the other party leave calmly, Mark Hunter also left at the other door with a calm demeanor.

He has been in the boxing ring for so many years and has long known all kinds of tricks.

For example, in the semi-finals of last year's IBO professional boxing tournament, a dark scene broke out:

Boxer A's agent offered 300,000 euros to let boxer B lose the match. Boxer B did not agree. As a result, boxer A's agent gave the money to three referees, and boxer B lost.

But this time everyone still relies on their own abilities, and it’s not considered a black curtain.

………

After arriving at the hotel, Du Sheng, Zhang Haolong, Zheng Ziyan and others ate something in a hurry before going out.

Many reporters had already crossed the sea and were waiting.

This promotional interview is a good thing for you, me and everyone, so you must not miss it.

In addition, we have to follow up on promotional matters with the organizer, which can be said to be very busy.

Fortunately, Wang Jinhua negotiated with the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.

After all, Du Sheng was able to win in such an impossible situation last time and made them a huge profit.

This time, they were very confident.

Du Sheng's commercial value at home and abroad is growing, and sponsoring his events has many benefits.

Mark Hunter, a boxing veteran and former K1GP champion, has extremely high gimmicks and attention, and his advertising value cannot be underestimated.

What's more, this 8-for-4 game can be called a heavyweight class!

The organizers have also increased investment in promotion, and the exposure is at least one-third higher than that of the top 16.

Most people who want to advertise or sponsor are not qualified.

For example, Du Sheng's clothes, OEM advertisements, etc., many local neon dealers who are eager to make money are already contacting Wang Jinhua.

However, Du Sheng still chose the Chinese businessman last time as a reward.

Despite this, several major companies have invested a total of more than 5 million in stadium advertising sponsorship this time.

Coupled with the investment from K1 TV advertising sponsorship, the total sponsorship revenue from this fighting event reached an astonishing 8 million soft sister coins.

If PPV, tickets and other expenses are also included, this event has exceeded 3 million in profit levels, and both sides have a certain probability of splitting it 70-30.

After handling all the matters, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening when we returned to the hotel.

"A Sheng, after I published what happened tonight in China, it has become a hot search on the Internet and has been reprinted everywhere by big V..."

Zheng Ziyan handed over a bottle of water with a proud look on her pretty face.

"Published so soon?"

"Yes, you should see for yourself..."

Seeing that Du Sheng didn't believe it, Zheng Ziyan handed him the phone.

Du Sheng browsed hurriedly and found that the screen was indeed full of reports about himself.

【Chivalrous style! Du Sheng subdued the gunman with his bare hands and acted bravely regardless of national boundaries]

[A Chinese martial arts master suddenly appeared at Neon Airport, and he punched the robber away. 】

【Shocking! Violent men VS action stars, the ending is unprecedented! 】

Clicking on the first 'Metropolitan Entertainment News' news item, there were as many as 2,000 comments below.

It seems that it has indeed become a hot search topic.

"Brother Sheng is awesome, he has given us Chinese face!"

"Well done! In times of crisis, I applaud you regardless of national boundaries!"

"Isn't Du Sheng going to play a game? I wish you a good start tomorrow!"

"Brother Sheng, last time you said you would come to marry me on a white horse after the game. I waited until the flowers withered."

"The buddy upstairs, I advise you to go to China as soon as possible, maybe you will still have a chance."

"Woo hoo, will Brother Sheng accept a disciple? The 52-year-old delicate flower is waiting to be developed"

"..."

Zheng Ziyan looked at these comments and couldn't help laughing and said to Du Sheng:

"You are a man-to-man, your girlfriend is on every post."

In fact, she sent the article to the local newspaper, but unfortunately for some unknown reason, the other party did not report it extensively.

“I’m worried when I have too many girlfriends. I don’t know who to favor.”

Du Sheng looked at Zheng Ziyan's charming charm with a slight smile, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"How about I give you a chance, and let you be the first to get the moon first?"

"Huh?"

Zheng Ziyan's face was stunned. She didn't know what she was thinking of, but a hint of shyness appeared on her cheeks.

On the plane, the scene of Du Sheng caressing her gently, and when facing the gunman, the solid figure who quickly stood in front of her and gave her a sense of security...

At this moment, she actually had such high expectations.

"Why are you dazed? You're not thinking about anything, are you?"

Listening to Du Sheng's teasing, Zheng Ziyan blushed and raised her pink fist angrily:

"Asshole, I let you talk nonsense!"

It's a bit of fun and relaxing.

On the other side, Kyoto University.

In room 303 of the dormitory, a group of students were still noisy and had not yet fallen asleep.

Saburo Matsuda was sitting in front of the computer, gritting his teeth and browsing the K1 forum.

His roommate, Kenji Tsuruta, was immersed in video games, occasionally glancing at the screen next to him.

I saw Saburo Matsuda typing and commenting, the keyboard making a clanging sound:

"Come on Mark, let's beat Du Sheng, this Eastern coward, tomorrow night!"

You don’t need to look at it to know that this is a fighting boxing fan.

Still an avid fan of Mo Suo Dou.

However, this time the entire Neon Boxer army was wiped out, and he could only transfer his passion and expectations to Du Sheng's opponent.

Whoever can defeat Du Sheng will be supported by Saburo Matsuda!

There are thousands of people similar to him on the K1 forum.

Looking at the trailer released by the organizer [8 into 4: Mark Hunter VS Du Sheng], there are tens of thousands of responses like this, and you can see how exaggerated it is.

Most of them were mindlessly supporting Mark Hunter and angrily criticizing Du Sheng.

But there was an independent post on the forum that made everyone angry.

[Hatfans, you only have one mouth to talk about. Do you expect foreigners to beat Du Sheng down and take revenge on you? It would be easier to commit suicide than commit seppuku! ! 】

The reason why Saburo Matsuda was so excited was because he got into a fight with someone in the post.

Not surprisingly, this was sent by Ma Yaowei to the Navy.

The purpose is to provoke their anger.

The intention is also very simple, to add some gimmicks, box office and ratings to tomorrow night's game.

Now it seems that the money is well spent!

"Is the other party timid?"

Tsuruta Kenji cast a questioning look.

Saburo Matsuda nodded, but he was still angry.

He immediately opened a chat group called ‘Eastern Coward Busters’.

Little is known about the existence of this group, but there are hundreds of active members.

As one of the group managers, Saburo Matsuda launched a call in the group:

"Dear members, does anyone buy a ticket to watch the Eastern Coward VS Mark Hunter match tomorrow night?"

"I have a plan to go."

"I was just thinking about it."

“I really want to go, but it’s a pity that I’m in Yokohama and it’s too far away.”

"Count me in."

"Matsuda, you come to organize it."

The response in the group was enthusiastic, and Saburo Matsuda responded quickly:

"In this way, they will hold a weighing conference at noon tomorrow, and we will gather first.

If you have time and money and want to go, sign up with me and I will arrange the vehicle and go there as a group. ”

As soon as the news was sent out, more than ten people responded actively.

"Do you want to make banners or slogans?"

A member made a suggestion, Matsuda Saburo sneered and replied:

"No, let's customize a plaque to look like the 'Sick Man of East Asia' in the movie!

The banners read ‘Oriental cowards, come to show their ugliness’ and ‘ring clown, public enemy’. What do you think? ”

"Haha, just do it this way!"

Tsuruta Kenji laughed from the side:

"Aren't you afraid of Oriental cowards being angry when you hold up such a plaque?"

The "Sick Man of East Asia" is absolutely full of mockery of Asians. In the movie "Fist of Heroes", Tsuyoshi Fujita used this plaque to humiliate Orientals.

"I just want to make him angry and discredit him!"

Saburo Matsuda smiled and left a message in the group:

"I will be responsible for the plaque. Guys, gather at the Neon Arena at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning."

After sending the message, he couldn't wait to go out.

………

Du Sheng and others didn't know this for the time being, and even if they knew, they would just smile.

Want to anger them with this childish approach?

It's too much to think about.

However, in order to have enough energy for tomorrow night's game, everyone rarely goes to bed early and gets up early.

Early the next morning, when Du Sheng and others were having breakfast, Ma Yaowei came to the door.

He listed the information he collected as well as the K1GP quarter-finals battle list.

"Hey, I know that all three of the K1 local champions and Asian champions were wiped out."

Zhang Haolong, with a bun stuffed in his mouth, let out a sigh and looked at one of the documents:

"Among the five Intercontinental Champions, only Mark Hunter and the Croatian Warriors are left?"

"You're wrong, look at this!"

Wang Yaoyang is sharp-eyed and points to the red letter marked with an X in the list:

"The Croatian war police were KO'd last week, and now only Mark Hunter is left."

Zheng Ziyan, who was drinking milk tea, turned her head curiously and looked at Du Sheng with some emotion:

"It looks like you, the special invitees from the outside, and the returning heavyweight contestants from last year are all awesome, and they have all made it to the top 8."

Among the top 16, there are 3 K1 players from the local competition, 5 from the intercontinental competition, 3 from foreign special invitations, and 3 from the previous heavyweight competition.

Now in the quarterfinals, the first two have been almost eliminated.

It can be seen that the organizer's vision in selecting people is indeed good.

After the K1 Secretariat drew lots, the matching opponents were also announced.

The information Wang Yaoyang mentioned was actually the first top 8 match that started last week.

That was the 'Four Crown Champion' Just VS the Croatian Warriors who came out of the resurrection match.

As a result, the latter was KO in two rounds.

It's still like passing out.

Meeting Hustle in the first game can only be said to be unlucky for him.

The duel of [Mark Hunter VS Du Sheng] is scheduled for the second game this week.

Because of Neon Boxing fans' "special feelings" for Du Sheng, the competition became extremely popular, and the K1 organization also held a grand pre-match press conference for it as scheduled.

That's right, the organizer is actually trying to make trouble in disguise!

There is profit only when there is hype, and this does not respect national boundaries.

But for Du Sheng, this is also a major benefit.

At noon that day, Neon Arena.

Even after Du Sheng entered the reception area, he could still clearly hear the noise outside.

"Brother Sheng, not only were dozens of media reporting on the live broadcast today, but there were also thousands of boxing fans who came to watch. The event is unprecedented!"

Zhang Haolong said with a smile.

"It seems that the smell of gunpowder is very strong. Doesn't anyone wish me well?"

Du Sheng was so busy that he seemed unable to hear the teasing in it.

Zheng Ziyan smiled:

"I hope you are well? Haha, just don't be intimidated by the boos."

She is here for reporting and reporting today, and of course she has to be present in person.

And Ma Yaowei, who often works undercover in the K1 forum, specially gave Du Sheng some advice:

“I heard that some radical boxing fans will enter the venue at noon today, and they may provoke or complain.

Brother Sheng, you'd better stay calm and don't be affected. ”

Zhang Haolong also nodded in agreement:

"Yes, even if you want to fight back then, you have to be careful not to fall into the opponent's trap."

They were not surprised by this kind of thing, but they were worried that Du Sheng might be affected by the huge boos.

After all, the last time he maimed the neon national hero Mo Kao Dou to such a degree, it really made the local boxing fans gnash their teeth.

"Don't worry, I'm not a newbie."

Du Sheng just smiled faintly, appearing calm and unhurried.

He understands that many times such provocative behaviors are actually tacitly approved by the organizers, aiming to increase media topics and attention for the event.

Of course, if boxing fans get excited, the possibility of doing something is not ruled out.

However, Du Sheng was not worried at all.

If someone really takes action, then the sensational effect brought about by "adding fuel to the fire" will be more in line with his gimmick and reputation.

In addition, in order to allow Mark Hunter to play well, don't always think about exiting due to injury.

"Brother Sheng, it's your turn."

Du Sheng didn't say anything and walked straight to the front desk.

The spotlight was as bright as stars, covering his whole body.

At the same time, a large bus was parked quietly outside the Neon Arena.

In the car, a group of young people in their early twenties were preparing to get out of the car.

"Is everyone here?"

Saburo Matsuda asked.

"It's complete, 28 in total."

Someone responded.

"Let's go in and get ready!"

This group is the members of the ‘Oriental Cowards Nemesis Group’, and they met to ‘play the gym’.

"Matsuda, is that plaque ready?"

someone asked curiously.

Mentioning the plaque, Saburo Matsuda showed a proud smile:

"It has been prepared for a long time."

"Hang it up now."

"No problem."

Matsuda Saburo motioned to everyone to unfold a plaque and wrote:

"Oriental coward, the laughingstock of the boxing world" and other Chinese words.

"Haha, it looks pretty similar!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"Do we still have to think of a slogan, and when the Eastern coward shows up, we can all shout disgustingly at him?"

"The slogan is 'Oriental cowards, the laughingstock of the boxing world'!"

"Okay."

"Oriental coward, the laughingstock of the boxing world, haha, so funny!"

"Haha!"

Immediately, sarcasm started to rise one after another.

At the same time, Mark Hunter also arrived at the arena.

He couldn't help but be startled when he saw Matsuda Saburo and his group of more than 20 people, who appeared in a menacing manner and held plaques.

After listening to the translation, there was a hint of laughter at the corner of his mouth.

‘You don’t think it’s embarrassing enough! ’

This momentum even attracted the organizers.

Seeing the words on the card, Matsushima Fujisawa couldn't help but smile.

"Supervisor, are they here to cause trouble?" the security captain was worried.

"No, it's okay."

Matsushima Fujisawa knew very well that these people were Du Sheng's black fans, the kind of 'distinguished guests' who bought tickets to enter.

To a certain extent, he was one of them, hoping for a Mark Hunt victory.

However, it's not all worry-free.

If this group of black fans clashes with Du Sheng and the situation escalates, it will be troublesome.

Prevention is the best policy.

Matsushima Fujisawa immediately instructed:

"Deploy more security guards, at least a dozen. If there are not enough people, bring in other colleagues to maintain order."

The security captain took action immediately.

Ten minutes later, more than a dozen security guards were added around the ring to maintain order.

The crowd of onlookers gathered more and more.

As soon as Du Sheng stepped onto the stage, he suddenly heard a shout.

"Our slogan!"

At the entrance, Saburo Matsuda gave a loud voice.

"Oriental cowards, the laughingstock of the boxing world!"

"Oriental cowards, the laughingstock of the boxing world!"

"Oriental cowards, the laughingstock of the boxing world!"

Zheng Ziyan, Zhang Haolong and others entered the venue and also noticed the conspicuous sign.

They were startled for a moment, and then smiled strangely.

‘That’s it? ’

They thought there would be some big fight among local boxing fans.

The result was that I just pulled up the banner without any pain.

They were a little disappointed.

I'm so young, I don't know the tricks.

Zheng Ziyan suppressed her smile and motioned to the fat man to take a photo of the scene, while glancing at Du Sheng.

As expected, Du Sheng was calm and undisturbed at all.

On the contrary, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he seemed to be smiling.

This program works well.

It also saves him the time to concoct news conflicts.

A gimmick, for sure.

It can be seen that these black fans are not useless.

However, the boos and curses are just that, and cannot achieve the effect of making headlines.

In order to ensure the box office and ratings tonight, and also to increase the reputation value.

After thinking about it, Du Sheng decided to make the situation bigger.

As he was walking, he suddenly stopped and whispered something to his side.

Zhang Haolong suppressed his laughter, suddenly filled with anger, pointed at the group of anti-fans and shouted:

"A bunch of shit, who are the clowns in boxing calling?"

Ma Yaowei and Wang Yaoyang were also not angry and ridiculed:

"You can't even reach the top eight, you are indeed a clown!"

"K1GP has been held for so many times, and we can't even get a runner-up. It's a laughing stock."

After listening to the translation, Matsuda Saburo and others became furious, pushing away the security guards and rushing over.

At this moment——

Whoosh!

As they approached, a mineral water bottle was smashed over their heads.

The banner that said 'Eastern Coward' exploded to pieces in an instant!

Sawdust and water splashes flew everywhere, and everyone became drowned.

This time it was like poking a hornet's nest.

Zheng Ziyan and other reporters were excited and pressed the shutter one after another.

Saburo Matsuda and more than 20 people were immediately furious. How dare they be so arrogant at their home court?

They picked up the bench and tried to rush forward, but were stopped by more than a dozen security guards who reacted.

Fortunately, Matsushima Fujisawa had anticipated this and avoided a conflict.

Du Sheng felt a little pity when he saw this, and sighed provocatively:

"I can knock down ten of these little noobs with one punch, but it's a pity that I don't have a chance to show off."

Wang Yaoyang suppressed his laughter and urged:

"Brother Sheng, forget it, they are just here to touch porcelain. They can't afford to pay for their injuries or death!"

"Oriental coward, you loser, I'm going to beat you today!"

Matsuda Saburo was furious, with veins on his face clearly visible, and he insisted on breaking free.

Tsuruta Kenji calmed down and hugged him tightly.

………

(End of chapter)

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