Chapter 45: Measuring Strength (Part 2)
Among a group of rough and robust men, a fiery blonde bombshell suddenly emerged, the effect was predictable. For a moment, Linda caused a commotion among many strong men, with whistles and cheers, "Beauty, go for it!"
Someone in the crowd shouted, Linda confidently walked to within two meters of the testing machine, casually swung her golden long hair, then suddenly charged forward, kicking sideways. This strike perfectly inherited the momentum of her body charging forward, and the boxing gloves still didn't make any sound.
A new record has emerged - forty-two.
Zhou Jian had a slight urge to laugh, although not every bounty hunter was an expert, some were just good at tracking and treasure hunting, and when it came to actual combat, they were only slightly stronger than ordinary people. However, those who dared to show off in public must have had some skills, otherwise, wouldn't that be embarrassing?
Although Linda has some martial arts foundation, it's just fancy boxing and kicking. While she may not necessarily lose to those men in actual combat, she naturally lacks the physical strength.
However, the audience gave Linda a very high evaluation, "Beautiful girl, great!"
"Not bad, ordinary girls can't get into 30."
Linda glared fiercely at the bounty hunter who she suspected of being biased against women, and stormed down, muttering to herself about this broken machine and how she had known better than to get on it in the first place.
"Do you want to laugh?" Linda glared at Zhou Jian with an unpleasant expression.
"Huh, what's that?" Zhou Jian said with an innocent face, "Those people all say that girls are hard to come by after 30, you're not bad."
"Hmph, discriminating against women." Linda shook her head, "You have the ability to go up and try it out too, what are you looking at?"
At this time, a young man in deep blue wide-sleeved clothes appeared among the crowd. Behind him were samurai wearing Japanese samurai costumes, all of whom wore retro wooden clogs and held Japanese samurai swords. Zhou Jian had only seen such attire on TV before, and it was very refreshing to see it in real life. The kimono gave him a feeling similar to that of a bathrobe.
A Japanese samurai bowed his head and said something to a young man, who smiled and said: "This woman is quite tasty, 42 is also okay, Nishikawa, you go up and let them see."
A young man behind a middle-aged warrior received the order and stepped forward, handing over his sword with his left hand. He walked to the testing machine without any preparatory movements and directly punched it.
"Pong!" For the first time since testing began, Zhou Jian heard a faint sound coming from the test machine, and the electronic screen flickered before finally stopping at 127.
The crowd in the field suddenly burst into an exclamation, and the Japanese samurai obviously did not use his full strength. He just casually threw a punch and actually scored higher than so many people who used their legs to propose numbers.
The young man was very satisfied with the effect he had achieved, and smiled at Linda, wanting to see a look of surprise or admiration on her face, but he was disappointed.
He didn't know that this behavior had touched Linda's reverse scales, and Linda had just scored 42 points. Suddenly, she got a score of 127, and the perpetrator came to her to take credit for herself. It can be imagined how uncomfortable she felt in her heart.
And Linda is a straightforward person, if she's not satisfied, she'll show it. She muttered a few words like "suck" from her mouth, although they were swear words, but not too piercing to the ears. Feeling that it was not enough, Linda stretched out her little finger and compared it to the young man, meaning you are really weak.
This made Zhou Jian feel embarrassed, this woman was too arrogant, not even polite to strangers, but fortunately she only stretched out her little finger, if she had stretched out her middle finger it would have been lively...
However, what made Zhou Jian even more speechless was that the young man's face still had a victorious smile on it. In fact, in Japan, sticking out one's little finger does not mean contempt, but rather represents the hard work of the flower girl.
Linda looked at him with a dead pig's fearlessness of boiling water and cursed in English, "Arrogant little Japanese devil."
She used the derogatory term "gook" for Asians, but Zhou Jian, also an Asian, didn't feel a sense of solidarity; instead, he almost couldn't help but praise her for cursing so well.
At this time one of Bill's subordinates asked him: "Boss, these people have come again, what should we do?
Bill frowned and said, "If they don't cause trouble, then just ignore them."
"Oh? Who are they?" Zhou Jian interrupted and asked.
"Yamaguchi-gumi of Japan."
Japan is the only country in the world that recognizes the Mafia as a legitimate organization, while in countries such as the United States and Italy, although the government does not crack down on the Mafia, they are suppressing it both openly and secretly. At the end of the 20th century, many countries' Mafias once became yesterday's flowers, and under the environment of global economic development and being besieged on all sides, these international Mafias could only painfully shrink their business and transfer their organizational activities underground to barely survive.
Until the mid-20th century, the global catastrophe reshuffled the world's powers, and the rise of ancient martial arts gave the Black Hand organization a new opportunity. The Black Hand organizations that had been hiding in various countries for many years rose up one after another, gradually regaining the glory they had in the mid-20th century.
However, the Yamaguchi-gumi is an exception. It has never been suppressed and while the mafia in various countries are struggling to survive, it has extended its influence into many fields such as politics and economy in Japan. The accumulation of several centuries has made it a giant hidden in Japan. The strength of the Yamaguchi-gumi should not be underestimated.
Now, with the profession of bounty hunter rising globally, Yamaguchi-gumi also wants to take a share of the cake and is planning to establish Japan's first and the world's sixth bounty hunters association.
Of course, the Bounty Hunter Association can't be established overnight. Without the support of many professional bounty hunters, there won't be any employers posting tasks here, and naturally, there won't be any money to be made. With few people coming, treasure hunters won't come to trade, without trades, there's no commission, and even if Yamaguchi-gumi has a way to launder black money, it's pointless if there's no black money to launder.
In short, the Yamaguchi-gumi's Bounty Hunter Association is lacking in influence these days, so some of its key members have been making appearances at major bounty hunter associations around the world, or what you might call "showing off".
The Yamaguchi-gumi wants to show off their strength to bounty hunters around the world and attract stronger members, so they're going all out with this trip. The young man sent by the Yamaguchi-gumi to Las Vegas is Ueno Jun, the second son of the Ueno family in the organization, and his two subordinates are also from the Ueno family's retainers.
Ueno Maki was satisfied with the stunning effect of his subordinate's move, but this was just an appetizer. He deliberately said in English, "Nishikawa, you should be more serious, only then can we show our respect to our American counterparts."
However, what was dizzying was that all the people present, including native Americans, did not understand what he was saying, and they all thought Ueno Jun was speaking Japanese.
If I had to say which Asian country has the most difficult-to-listen-to English, it would be Japan. Or perhaps that's being too modest - African countries' English is only something I've heard of as not being standard, but I haven't actually heard it myself. Still, I don't think it could be any worse than Japanese-style English.
