I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

After the stormy fight, to my surprise, it was the younger brother, Moncha, who won.

He didnt use his knee or elbow, but rather an ordinary strike similar to a boxing move. After the host went on stage and counted down from ten, he announced the blue fighter, Moncha, had won.

“It was the brother Khun Song who deliberately lowered his defense.” Peng TouSi whispered to me, “But the younger brother Moncha is too soft-hearted and didnt hit his brother that hard, so Im afraid the audience will protest,”

Just as Peng TouSi guessed, there was a wave of boos and jeers from those who bet on the older brother to win.

“The match is rigged! Get up and keep fighting, the victor hasnt been decided yet!”

“How is it Muay Thai if there isnt any blood.”

“I can also fake fight…”

Khun Song, who was lying on the stage, squinted open his swollen eyes as if blaming his brother for being too soft and making the audience unsatisfied.

The younger brother, Moncha, lowered his head with some regret and even the gloves on his hands looked heavier.

The host was worthy of being a veteran wedding MC. The crowd was riled up, but he still had a joyful look on his face.

“Please dont panic, its common to have victory and defeat, its also common to have gambling losses and wins. Its said that if you lose at gambling, you will do better in relationships.”

So they will get better in their relationships and hire you as an MC for the wedding?

The audience who lost the bet obviously didnt accept it that easily. The host rolled his eyes and said:

“Ladies and gentlemen, even though the contestants were very young, it was a wonderful fight and I think you would all agree.”

Without waiting for someone to refute, the host added: “The end was a bit rushed, but there are many variables that come into play. Khun Song and Moncha have very similar skill levels, so its not surprising when either of them wins.”

“How about this, the following match absolutely cannot be faked. Lets first bet on the following match and leave the ruling between Khun Song and Moncha as is for now. We can decide if we want an overtime match later, how does that sound?”

To be honest, the host was great at adapting to change. He might often say a line from a wedding, but hes brilliant at grasping the audiences emotions.

Those who understood their money wouldnt be wasted, temporarily settled down and began to wait for the match that couldnt be faked.

There was suddenly the howl from a wild animal.

My adrenaline began pumping.

What a wild yell, I couldnt believe a human could make such a sound. If anyone had that kind of voice and lung capacity, they would definitely be a big burly man. It looks like I can finally watch a decent match.

I was utterly speechless after the red and blue contestants took their place on stage in turn this time. The chair Peng TouSi was sitting on also made a heavy creaking sound.

Its actually a damn wild animal! It was two orangutans wearing boxing gloves, one wearing red shorts and the other wearing blue shorts. Their coach stood nearby, no wait, their tamer. Is this supposed to be an underground match or circus?

Peng TouSi sighed, “Orangutan Muay Thai was halted by the Thai government in 2004, I didnt expect to see it here after so many years.”

So it wasnt an original creation from China? Thailand has both childrens Muay Thai and also orangutan Muay Thai? Can anything with four limbs do Muay Thai in Thailand?

The two orangutans looked simple minded and foolishly bared their teeth at the spectators which made them laugh.

“Keep the tamer away to prevent cheating or we wont place bets.”

Some of the smarter gamblers proposed.

The host smiled awkwardly and told the tamer to stay away. Then the match between the two orangutans began after a gong sounded.

Since they claimed the match was absolutely impossible to fake, this time the bets were placed after the match began. Since the two orangutans looked evenly matched, the bets were also distributed evenly.

There was an intermission in the match and no more bets were accepted after the intermission.

I think most people know that in a boxing match, there will be a ring girl holding a sign in the ring during the intermission to liven up the atmosphere.

It was the same this time, but the ring girl was a hairy orangutan wearing a bikini.

I dont think you have to put so much effort into insignificant areas, but according to Peng TouSi this was true to Thai orangutan Muay Thai.

I cant help but recall a few months ago, there was a perverted village in Indonesia where someone shaved a female orangutan and forced it into prostitution. I could only conclude the people of Southeast Asia have strange tastes and they prefer orangutans over beautiful women.

A victor was then decided. The blue orangutan suffered repeated attacks from its opponent, then it climbed up a pillar and jumped out of the ring and went to his tamer for some bananas.

Although the losing audience members cried out, the battle between orangutans was a novelty. It didnt seem like the match was rigged, so they had to admit their own bad luck. They waited for the host to announce theovertime match he mentioned previously.

“Its an overtime match, but Khun Song is actually injured and cant continue to fight. Even if he does come back and fight, you guys will just say we cheated again, right?”

The host asked everyone with a smile.

“Thats right.” A number of people replied back.

“Uh huh, so after discussing it with the organizer, the overtime match will become a match between the winners of the last two fights. Moncha the young Muay Thai fighter versus Caesar the Orangutan.”

What, the orangutan has a name, and how could a person fight an orangutan?

After a brief moment of surprise, the audience erupted in enthusiastic shouts of approval and the occasional boos were drowned out.

“Everyone please be quiet. Since we have never held a match between an orangutan and a human, to prevent accidents, we will use time limit point system. Whoever hits the opponents torso more in 5 minutes is the winner.”

That would still be dangerous, right. A wild adult orangutan can fight on par with a leopard, but even if this orangutan was a minor, its human opponent is also a minor.

Moncha and Caesar the orangutan nervously glared at each other. I dont think they were familiar with each other. Even if the orangutan was properly trained, there was no guarantee it wouldnt go wild when provoked, which in the worst case can lead to deaths.

“Thats going overboard.” Peng TouSi, who had been instructing me to keep a low profile, suddenly stood up from his seat and interrupted the host with a booming voice.

Everyones eyes focused on Peng TouSi, and the two security guards at then entrance looked at him with bad intentions.

Peng TouSi pointed towards the stage and shouted, “Enough, stop amusing yourselves with the youngster… and the orangutan.”

Perhaps Peng TouSi recalled his own tragic childhood, so he couldnt bear to see the same child being ridiculed again.

As a result, someone among the audience whispered, “Its over, we angered the ape king. Lets see how the organizers want to end it.”

Dont call Peng TouSi an ape king just because he spoke up for an orangutan, besides that word is taboo for black people.

Peng TouSi had really good restraint, in the face of slanderous remarks, all he did was take off his tie and put it into his pocket. The he walked towards the ring step by step.

“What are you doing?”

“Youre not allowed near the ring.”

Two security guards went over to stop them, only to be casually knocked over by Peng TouSi.

Lao Mao looked at the scene with surprise and said to me, “Young master Lin, your bodyguard…”

“Its nothing, Peng Peng is just itching to get into the ring and fight too.”

I replied in casually, then I crossed my legs with the intention of watching a good show.

Peng TouSi stepped straight into the ring and his towering figure gave the host a lot of pressure. The host trembled and asked:

“… what do you want?”

Peng TouSi pointed to the two contestants, “Let the orangutan and the youngster leave. This isnt how you host an underground fight.”

“You think theyre just going to stop fighting because you said so? Who do you think you are?”

Certain gutless people mingled in with the crowd and cursed at him.

Peng TouSi politely took the microphone from the hosts hand and said to the audience.

“I am untalented and I have been in the underground fight scenes in my early years. I really cant stand watching the organizers mess around anymore… actually, I bet on the younger brother to win in the Muay Thai brothers match, so anyone who is dissatisfied with the results can come up and fight me. If I lose, I will give your money back, what do you think?”

The host was anxious, “You cant make that call, I dont even have the power to make that call.”

“It doesnt matter.” Peng TouSi laughed, “I wont let the organizer pay for it, Ill pay for it out of my own pocket.”

“You?” The host was skeptical, “It would be at least a couple hundred thousand dollars, can you afford it?”

Peng TouSi pointed towards me and said, “The one sitting over there is our young master. If I lose, he will be responsible for compensation.”

Once the words were transmitted through the microphone to the whole room, all eyes immediately shifted back to me. It made me oddly uncomfortable, but I tried to hold my face like a statue and not reveal any emotions.

“What do they do, I dont think Ive heard of them.”

“Hmph, thats because your ignorant. Do you think people without ability can afford to hire such a strong black bodyguard.”

“I heard the young master is called Lin Ye. His father is well acquainted in both the real world and the underworld, plus his ancestors and Lin Biao had… no, I cant say anything else.”

A well-informed person, blabbered a lot of things about me that apparently I didnt even know.

With our identities becoming more and more mysterious, everyones focus changed.

“King Kong, whats your name?” A certain audience member who had bet on the older brother, stood up and asked Peng TouSi.

“Just call me Peng Peng.”

“Oh… your name is quite harmless, but you look like the devil, so who would actually dare to compete against you? Maybe youre in cahoots with the organizers.”

“Were not working together.” The host hurriedly defended himself.

“Then what are you going to do?” Peng TouSi asked.

“If youre asking me, then…” he pointed to the twelve security guards guarding the four corners of the warehouse, “Let these guards take turns to fight you. If you guys hold back, then we will know youre in cahoots. “

These security guards were indeed tall and strong. While they might not be a match for Peng TouSi, they can try to beat quality with quantity. The hearts of the people who lost the bets earlier were once again filled with hope.

“Yeah, lets do that!”

“If the organizer doesnt agree, then that means youre all in it together and you have to return all our money, including the ticket costs.”

The people who originally bet on the older brother to win were the vast majority, so even if some other people protested, they were drowned out among the louder voices.

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of hand, the host sweated profusely as he discussed it with Peng TouSi:

“Um… so you will successively fight twelve security guards, if you are knocked down by one of them, then you will lose. Do you agree?”

“Well…” Peng TouSi , who clearly regarded his opponents as nothing, put on an act, “I need to consult the young master.”

I nodded my head to show I agreed.

“Hes so confident.” Some people whispered.

“Of course, you cant mess around with a descendant of Lin Biao. Hey, do you know the relationship between Putin and Lin Biao, thats… no, I cant say anymore.”

It was the same guy who liked to bullshit.

“Can his bodyguard really defeat twelve people? They hired a lot of MMA experts this time to guard the venue.”

“I think theres a good chance. The King Kong easily knocked away those two guards earlier.”

Amidst all the speculations, in order to keep the situation from getting out of hand, the organizers picked the five strongest security guards to go on stage in order, hoping to exhaust Peng TouSi quickly so the remaining guards could continue to maintain order.

“Good, here is the first round, the young master Lins bodyguard Peng Peng, against Wang Hu from the citys MMA team. Wang Hu player has swift punches and solid legwork…”

Before he finished his sentence, Peng TouSi had already sent a punch right in front of Wang Hus face. Wang Hu stood frozen on the spot, covered in sweat, then he finally shivered and said:

“I… I surrender.”