Chapter 118: As long as you don't hit us

The opponent stabilized his stance, and his other hand quickly followed with a straight punch, booming toward Pili's chest.

Jin Pili's eyes were like torches. Instead of retreating, she leaned in and pressed forward. Just when the distance between the two was less than five centimeters, she tilted her body, her hands followed the momentum to coil around the opponent's thick arm, and before the opponent could react, she backhanded a palm, hitting the opponent's chin with a clever force!

The man's tall body leaned back violently, and the mouthguard in his mouth was knocked out by this clever force, flying out of his mouth.

But Jin Pili's movements didn't stop. She suddenly pulled the opponent's backward body, used force to pull him back, and the next second, her elbow bent like a bow, hitting the most vulnerable part of the opponent's abdomen and chest ribs.

"Ugh—"

The opponent groaned, feeling as if his chest and abdomen were churning, and a mouthful of sour water sprayed out.

Jin Pili bent her middle and index fingers together, struck again under the armpit of the man's raised arm, hitting the opponent's armpit nerve. The strength of half of the man's body was instantly unloaded, and his whole person leaned to the left uncontrollably.

This flaw pulled the neck position that was originally in a high position on his right side low and completely exposed it to Jin Pili.

Jin Pili flipped and flew up, spinning in the air, gathering all her strength at her heel, and slammed it into the opponent's neck with full force.

The man fell to the ground headfirst, and the scene erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

"Pili!"

"Pili!"

"Pili!"

This match was faster than imaginable, or rather, Jin Pili didn't give her opponent a chance to breathe at all.

She knew very well the strength gap and endurance difference between men and women. A long battle would only put her in a passive position, so her set of combos at the moment of striking carried the purpose and determination to defeat the enemy.

When focused, she could grasp every flaw of the opponent, and after getting close, she could quickly strike the opponent's weaknesses.

Shen Ci was shocked. Although she vaguely felt that Pili must have something extraordinary, she didn't expect her to be so powerful.

In just one minute, she knocked down a professional boxer who was a head taller than her and full of muscles.

What about ordinary men?

"Ordinary men, I can take on five."

In the personal rest room, Pili took off her tube top. There were still unhealed bruises on her back, which looked like an old injury.

Shen Ci and Gu Lianxing watched her change her clothes. Gu Lianxing then spoke softly, "Shen Ci and I were worried about you at first, fearing you would be beaten black and blue. I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

Pili, who was packing her things, looked up at her and said, "I am indeed quite powerful, but definitely not the most powerful. Being beaten black and blue happens often; maybe you'll have a chance to see it soon."

Hearing her say this so lightly, Shen Ci couldn't help but frown.

Although Pili won this match, she saw Pili's winning rate on the screen: 27 wins, 6 losses, odds 1 to 3. She should be one of the contestants with the lowest odds because her winning rate was high.

But she lost 6 matches. Shen Ci didn't dare to imagine how powerful those 6 opponents were, and how much pain Pili, as a girl, had to endure.

After packing her things, Pili stood up and looked at the two who were silent, "This is the real me. I can come to fight underground boxing for money. Do you still want to understand me and be friends with me?"

Shen Ci and Gu Lianxing looked at each other and nodded together.

Shen Ci said, "I don't know what happened to you that you had to use this way to make money, but I understand that if a girl isn't forced to, she would absolutely not choose to do this. You have your reasons. Maybe we aren't qualified to know yet, but we are still willing to be friends with you."

Gu Lianxing nodded, "Don't have pressure. We won't force you to tell your story. I just feel sorry for you now. I've never seen a scene like today's. Just looking at it made me tremble with fear, but you were in the middle of it, experiencing these things. I really admire you, really."

Listening to the two, Pili suddenly chuckled, and her gaze softened a lot, "You two are quite interesting. You aren't the first people I've brought here, but others chose to stay away from me after experiencing this, so I'm used to being alone and will subconsciously isolate myself from others."

"Are you afraid I have violent tendencies?" Pili suddenly asked.

This question stunned the two, and they said in unison, "Do you?"

Pili pouted, "Maybe, but I will never lay a hand on friends."

Shen Ci and Gu Lianxing smiled at her, "As long as you don't hit us."

At this moment, someone pushed the door and entered the rest room without even knocking.

The person who entered was a bald, middle-aged man wearing glasses. He subconsciously let his gaze fall on the two strange faces of Shen Ci and Gu Lianxing, looked at them for a while, and then said, "Are these the two friends you said were coming to play for the first time?"

Pili nodded, "Old Zhou, I know the rules. It won't happen again."

Old Zhou snorted coldly without saying much, just took a stack of banknotes from his bag. They were all one-dime denominations, each one brand new.

"Twenty yuan, take it!"

Pili took it, weighed it, threw it into her bag casually, and then said, "I'm not fighting this month. I have something to do at home. I'll give you news next month."

Old Zhou looked at her and said, "There's a 'Muay Thai' champion next month. Do you have any thoughts? If you win, you get 50; if you lose, more!"

Pili refused without even thinking, "No interest. Old Zhou, I've said it before, I don't fight fake matches!"

These matches that used "champions" as a gimmick were all fake matches manipulated in secret. Pili had her own bottom line, which was never to fight fake matches.

She learned Chinese martial arts and never disdained to fake things!

"Don't act high and mighty with me. Making money is the most practical thing. Aren't you short on money?" Old Zhou walked closer, "Help me with one match, and I'll give you 100 yuan, how about that?"

Pili swung her bag casually, scaring Old Zhou into taking two steps back. After slinging the bag over her shoulder, she said coldly, "No discussion. Find whoever you want."

After saying this, she said to Shen Ci and the other, "Let's go."

Old Zhou didn't make things difficult for her, just shouted as she was about to leave, "Think about it carefully. Let me know whenever you've decided."

It was still that van that took them to the nearest bus stop, just in time for the next bus.

"Pili, you can earn 20 yuan for one match? What if you lose?" Gu Lianxing asked curiously.

"Half, ten yuan."

Gu Lianxing was slightly surprised, "That's not a small amount!"

Shen Ci looked at the street scene flying backward outside the window, not knowing what to say for a while. The image of Pili standing in the middle of the ring facing a tall and strong opponent flashed through her mind. Her chest felt as if it were blocked by something, very uncomfortable.

Gu Lianxing suddenly said, "Let's go for a late-night snack?"

Pili: "Are you treating?" ===== CHAPTER 119 =====