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Chapter 469 Black Fist 2

Dear audiences. "WWW.ahu8.)" Tonight, Zai from Thailand will continue to accept the selection of the boxing gym since it started operating. The long winning streak record is eight consecutive victories. Zai has now won fourteen consecutive victories. And every game is a complete victory. It has broken several records in our boxing gym. Tonight he will launch an attack for the 15th consecutive victories. Let us all wait and see!"

A young man in his twenties stood in the middle of the ring and passionately introduced the situation of the Thai man. With his introduction, the Thai man also wore a big red cloak from the backstage, which immediately caused cheers from the audience. After he jumped onto the stage, he waved his arms and shook off the cloak. He immediately showed a strong bronze muscle. His figure was very symmetrical. Every inch of his muscle seemed to have explosive power. Shi raised his arms and waved them and then burst out with a roar. It was also extraordinary and caused a scream from the audience.

Not everyone can think like Qu Dacheng. The audience who came here just needs to see this kind of excitement. In their eyes, Thais, Chinese, and actors are on the arena. It is like their fun tool. Whoever wins and whoever loses will not have any special meaning. If they win the bet, it will be |. The Thais have been so strong during this period. They almost bought Zai to win. They also strongly supported Zai at this time.

"Next, let's invite the fifteenth challenger. This person...oh. This person is named Liu Er. This is very special. Now we invite Liu Er to play."

Xu Tao couldn't help but smile at this time. Why did Feng Hao give such a name? It's really a second-rate. When he saw Feng Hao appear, Xu Tao couldn't help laughing loudly, just like all the audience.

Feng Hao was also a big cloak, but he did not cover his head. The hair on his head had a moxi fucked head and a thin and dry look. It was almost the same as a monkey. I don’t know what this guy is doing. How did he come up with such a look.

However, Feng Hao did not have anything wrong with his style. He raised his arms and clasped his fists at the people around him, which made the audience laugh endlessly.

Feng jumped onto the ring with a quick step. After shaking off his cloak, he showed his height of less than 1.7 meters. The audience was quiet for a moment and then booed. The one who came to challenge Zai some time ago was not a burly person. But today he became such a thin person with almost no face as big as Zai's fist. No one could be optimistic about Feng Hao.

"Damn it. What's the matter? No one can't use a wild monkey. I'll even spank you like this. I dare say this guy can't hold on for a minute... I bet. I can't hold on for five thousand yuan for a wild monkey for a minute."

"I can buy it too. One minute. I can't stand it for ten seconds."

At this time, he also looked at Feng Hao. His brows also frowned. Then he curled his mouth and looked at him.

However, Feng Hao turned a blind eye to the booing. When he arrived in front of Zai, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and raised his thumb. The fist flew and his thumb turned into a pointing face.

"Boom..." It was a sensation. Originally, everyone thought that Feng Hao came up and went through a formality. Zai won so many games in a row. There was no one in the martial arts school. He only got such a family to cheat everyone's money. But now Feng Hao dared to provoke directly. He really didn't know how to live or die.

Zay suddenly glared. He didn't expect the person in front of him to be so crazy. He laughed twice. His eyes were full of ferocious colors and crossed his hands and made a gesture. Then his mouth also showed a hideous smile.

No one expected that the scene would be so hot before the fight. Although everyone was not optimistic about Feng Hao, compared to those Chinese people who came up and bowed their fists. Obviously, Feng Hao's ostentatiousness made everyone feel more satisfying.

"Brother Qu is the person today..." Zhao Zishan also browed slightly at Feng below. Feng Hao looked more like a master at this time.

Qu Dacheng smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't found any suitable opponent in the past two days. This guy came here to ask for a black boxing. He also showed off his skills. I think it's good. Let him join in. This guy's kung fu is mainly agility. Although he can't fight that Zai, he can still hold on for a while."

Zhao Zishan also smiled bitterly and said, "This is OK? But I hope he can hold on for a little longer. Otherwise, Mr. Xu will really come today."

Xu Tao smiled faintly and said, "It's okay. I'm just here to watch the excitement and feel this special atmosphere."

Qu Dacheng breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Tao's current identity still put a lot of pressure on him.

"It seems that the market is still open here." Xu Tao looked at the audience and asked with a smile as he looked for the waiters nearby to place bets.

Qu Dacheng

|.Dog: "This is the tradition of all black boxing gyms. In addition to watching the excitement, people will also excite them. Our bets here have never been big. The largest one is only more than 100,000."

"Oh." Xu Tao nodded. It was not convenient for him to place bets here. In addition, he had a good impression of Dacheng and didn't want to cheat him.

At this moment, a sudden rush in, a panic on his face suddenly came in.

"What's wrong?" Qu Dacheng couldn't help but frowned.

"The owner..." The man looked at the others, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Dong Xu, sit down for a moment. I'll go out to do something. Come back soon." Qu Dacheng knew something important. He accused him and walked out with the man. But he soon heard Qu Dacheng's voice: "What? One million? And | There are two more people buying Liu Erying?... Oh. How much is the market now?... Qi'|. Well, I understand. Just adjust the market. Anyway, we won't lose if anyone wins."

Xu Tao couldn't help but. This must have been the bet made by Lin Hao and Bin. Others don't know Feng Hao's strength. Their brothers are very clear. Don't look like this guy is thin and dry. He is absolutely brilliant. He wants to be aware that he died in his hands because someone despises Feng Hao. Although the Thai man is strong, he has not experienced the test of life and death. He does not have the bloody nature of Feng Hao who kills without blinking. Feng Hao deliberately made such a clown look just to cover up the murderous aura on his body. There is no such thing as covering up. When he really starts, a discerning person can still see the murderous aura on his body.

Xu Tao is also very clear about this kind of game without any rules. The two-handed players in the game have only one purpose, which is to knock down the opponent. Unless the opponent admits defeat or loses the power to fight again, the game will not end.

Black boxing is an industry of income. Boxers participating in the competition will receive generous returns in every game. What follows is high risk. People who die in the ring every year are unknown. Those boxers who can kill their opponents in the ring will not be condemned. They will also be seen by heroes. That is the real strong man. Of course, all this is illegal. The black boxing in the world is almost all under the black boxing. But there are still countless black-game and black boxers.

At this time, with the bell ringing, the game was already right, and Zai obviously still looked down on Feng Hao. He came up and shouted at Feng Hao. Then he didn't even test it. A beautiful side kick kicked Feng Hao's waist. There was a faint sound of wind on the foot. It can be seen how powerful his kick was.

Za's so reckless that Xu Tao couldn't help but shake his head secretly. If Feng Hao killed him at this time, Zai would never have the opportunity to fight back again.

But Feng Hao did not fight back with Feng Hao's will at this time. Instead, he drifted back skillfully, making Zai's leg instantly empty.

"Drink!" Zai kicked out with a leg. After falling, he immediately rushed forward and rushed forward. He punched Feng Hao's head. He originally had a move lightly towards the opponent's chest. However, Feng Hao was short and he could only change his position. However, he felt a little awkward.

Feng Hao drew Zai's fist and walked through Zai like a dexterous rabbit. Zai's reaction was quite fast. When Feng Hao rushed over, his hand was too late to retract. But he took advantage of the opportunity to hit Feng Hao with his elbow. Although he was hitting a flick, Zai's strategy was very clear. It was to defeat Feng Hao with a storm-like attack. As for defense... he really didn't face Feng Hao.

"Beat him to death! Beat him to death." Just now, someone shouted in the audience. Then the shouting became more and more deafening.

"Oh! These people are all violence in their hearts." Qu Dacheng had already walked back at this time with a helpless and bitter smile on his face.

Xu Tao smiled slightly and said, "In fact, everyone has a violent tendency in their hearts. It's just that the intensity depends on the person. I'm afraid that the violent tendency is strong when watching black boxing games often."

Zhao Zishan interrupted at this time and said, "Dong Xu. This kind of game is indeed a Chinese who stands there. Even if he is a little arrogant, we can tolerate it. But he is a Thai. Now he is so angry that we Chinese can't raise our heads. I feel a little uncomfortable."

Xu Tao glanced at Xu Tao and said slowly: "I seem to have read an article saying that among the strongest black fist masters in the United States, many of us Chinese are Chinese. It seems that they have not been too hostile to them. In fact, there is no need to distinguish between Kung Fu and other things. Just like our Chinese martial arts, why we have not lost so many years? I am afraid that it is also a reason for the broom and treasure."
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