Chapter 23

Oak, 27 years old, stands 190 cm and weighs 90 kg. The United States has won 90 victories in 100 battles. Two wins in Shura arena. Oak had the honor to go to the Siberian black market boxing training camp to receive the training of the devil trainer Bolang. He is cruel and no one knows how powerful he is with one punch. In the Shura field, two kills, the time adds up to 59. Must kill move right high sweep leg, two kills are using right high sweep leg. According to the measurement, he has four legs per second! It is a combination of strength and speed. What he wants is not how much money he can earn. He wants to continue to improve himself. He wants to exercise himself in his blood experience. Duan Hong turns over the paper and then goes on to describe oak's experience from childhood to adulthood, as well as the introduction of Siberian black market boxing training camp. I'm quite interested in Duan Hong. The Siberian training camp specializes in training black market boxers and has several training locations. One is on permafrost ice in the Arctic Circle, one is on a small island 200 miles south of the Bering Strait - an unknown island named "Zhukov" by the camp, and one is in a primeval forest. The Siberian training camp is coached by former Soviet special forces officers and KGB agents, as well as a large number of combat masters employed around the world. The coach here said: "it doesn't matter that there are always people dying in training. As long as 13 people can survive, it means that training is successful. " Among them, the great black market champion, Tomahawk Wang Teng and hell devil Antony Marcus all came from this training camp. Duan Hongchang breathes out and closes the information. This training camp is a little interesting“ Wujiu, Wujiu! " Outside the house there was a sound similar to the cry of a wild donkey. Duan hongmang collected the information. If the good grass saw it, it would be over. Out of the door, I saw a slender old monk with wrinkled face, two eyes protruding like bronze bells, and a big long face. He had a great charismatic temperament. He had a wine jar in his hand and his cheeks were red“ Second master, are you looking for me The withered grass took Duan Hong's arm and said, "Wujiu, I'm inspired to be a teacher today. I've brewed Wumu liquor of the Song Dynasty. Please follow me." Duan Hong was worried when he saw his impatient face: the wine of Shang Dynasty made by the second master last time, my intestines were almost pulled out. This time, there won't be any more problems. Tomorrow night, I will go out to earn extra money.