Chapter 63 The Burning Desert (Central)

Looking at Shi En, who shook off his cloak and jumped onto the ring, punching an impeccable combination of punches into the air, which caused the audience around him to make a frenzy cry like crazy. Feeling the terrifying and astonishing high speed when Shi En swung his fists, Lei Zhen's most direct judgment was... If he took off his boxing gloves, Shi En's fist would never be much lighter than the claws of an adult black bear! What's more terrifying is that the claws of the black bear would never be so fast, and its steps would not be so flexible!

When the referee checked the boxing gloves of the two people, waved his arms vigorously, and signaled the beginning of the game. He stared at Lei Zhen's eyes tightly. Shi En, whose momentum had accumulated to the limit, suddenly saw Lei Zhen's pupils shrinking in an instant. Shi En didn't know what Lei Zhen saw at this moment. Anyway, Lei Zhen's eyes were instantly filled with fear, and what raised his face was even more human, and only when facing death would it raise a tremor.

"ah……"

A sharp scream echoed through the sky on the ring. In front of everyone, Lei Zhen hugged his head tightly with his hands and threw himself to the ground with the most embarrassing movement.

Almost at the same time, Shi En, who was over 36 years old and Shi En, the boxing champion who was old and Yizhuang, was ready to fight for a few seconds, but he threw himself to the ground with a quicker movement than Lei Zhen.

The competition just started for three seconds, and the two boxers fell on the ring before they could punch. This kind of "war trail" is probably even if it cannot be out of date, it may be a thing of the present.

Leaning on the ring, looking at the face of boxing champion Shi En, who was only half a foot away from him, facing Shi En's inquiring eyes, Lei Zhen raised the corner of his mouth and slowly raised an extremely strange smile.

Lei Zhen continued to lie on the ring, turned his head and looked at such an absolutely unexpected scene. The referee, who was completely stunned, said: "Hey, we both fell to the ground. According to the regulations, shouldn't you count down?"

“one, two, three…”

Lei Zhen couldn't understand what the referee was saying in English, but he was not in a hurry at all. Lei Zhen put his arm under his head and lay on the ground in the most comfortable movement. He looked at Shi En with a smile on his face.

Until the doubts, confusion and even panic on the face of the boxing champion slowly turned into anger.

Seeing Shi En's face, which was as hard as marble and even more bronze, a layer of pig liver color raised, Lei Zhen's smile on the corner of his mouth became even more joyful.

Lei Zhen was really not in a hurry at all, everyone can see that boxing champion Shi En lying on the floor of the ring before him. No matter how the referee counted, the loser should be the boxing champion Shi En who came first and threw himself on the ring first, right?!

Seeing Shi Enfei jumping up, Lei Zhen slowly climbed up from the ground with a slow movement. At this time, the two sides had not yet punched a fight. Lei Zhen had already won a game first!

As the saying goes, if you are not capable of being able to win, you should be smart!

It was in this city that just invested millions of troops a few months ago to engage in a battle that could be recorded in history, and the aftermath of the war has not yet been eliminated.

Every day, some scattered soldiers sniped Japanese soldiers and expatriates; every day, gangs were picking up axes on the streets and machetes were fired there; every day, Japanese agents and boss Dai Li of the National Military Affairs Bureau of the National Government were fighting openly and secretly. At any time, you could see some gentlemen wearing windbreakers, polite and black sunglasses, looking elegant. When they turned around, they had an extra Czech light machine gun, and stood on the street and fired desperately at the enemy.

It was yesterday that Lei Zhen saw a boy, six or seven years old, throwing a string of lit firecrackers into a kerosene barrel.

The firecrackers exploded in the kerosene tube and made a roar like a light machine gun. As a result, one or two hundred pedestrians on the entire street, regardless of gender, age, and as if they heard the starting gun, they rushed to the ground in unison.

He didn't believe it when he was killed. He came to China where wars were constant, to the big Shanghai where gangsters were rampant, guerrillas were infested, and agents and spies were fighting each other. He did not repeatedly instill the concept of security in him.

I didn't tell him repeatedly that I must be careful when I arrived in Shanghai.

Be careful and have eyes on the back of your head! Even if Shi En is careless, when he arrives in Shanghai, he will become cautious by looking at the blood on the streets that have not been cleaned, looking at the holes on the walls that are increasing day by day, listening to the faint gunfire and the sirens coming from one after another, and becoming more cautious.

Lei Zhen made such an expression and suddenly pounced on the ground. Shi En would probably think that behind them, an armed thug suddenly appeared! Faced with the danger of life, even Shi En was a boxing champion, but he was not a professional soldier who danced with the god of death every day, nor was he mentally prepared to die in a foreign land. In the moment he thought he was going to be fatal attack, what he made first must be the most instinctive direct reaction of human beings.

Both of them lay on the ring, and of course Lei Zhen didn't care. He played clowns every day in this nightclub, and he relied on selling his self-esteem to exchange for a few coins every day. There was no supporter in this game. Even if he lay on the ring in public with the most embarrassing movements, what's so great about it?

But Lei Zhen’s opponent is different!

He has participated in fifty-two influential games, and Shi En, the boxing champion who is known as the evergreen tree in the boxing world! Before a boxing champion could punch, he fell on the ring in front of everyone. This can be regarded as a great humiliation for any professional boxer!

Lei Zhen was really afraid that the world would not be in chaos at this time. He stood on the ring, with his hands flat, and made a move with both hands holding guns. As his hands continued to tremble, he made a "da da da" sound in his mouth, as if he was really holding a light machine gun and was constantly firing at Shi En.

After a round of bullets, Lei Zhen threw away the non-existent light machine gun and played the role of the person hit by the light machine gun bullet. His body kept shaking there, and even a sound of "Ah, wow, oh, uh..." was heard in his mouth.

Lei Zhen was having a lot of fun there, but Shi En was so angry that the corners of his mouth kept twitching, and his eyes really hit the referee.

Actually, let alone Shi En. Even the referee wanted to kick out a kick and kick Lei Zhen, a guy who desecrated boxing, out of the arena.

But don't forget that this is a nightclub, not a professional arena, and it's elegant, sacred, Olympic games. In this kind of rich and rich, where money, alcohol, marijuana and sexual intercourse are all nonsense!

To put it bluntly, Shi En came here to earn the living expenses of buying sanitary napkins for his wife and milk powder for his children.

The most important purpose of their competition here is to please the audience and make every audience here feel that the money is worth the money!

In a sense, Shi En, the boxing champion on the ring and Lei Zhen, the clown on the stage, do the same job.

The wonderful showdown between the two boxing champions did not take place as scheduled, which had already brought anger to the brink of an outbreak by every spectator present.

Even if the referee uses his toes, he can guess that forcibly driving a contestant out of the arena may have consequences!

Shi En stood on the ring, facing everyone's strange eyes, and listening to the faint laughter that popped up around him.

He has traveled all over the world in his life, and I don’t know how many powerful opponents he has faced on the ring. He has even been knocked down seven times in a row in a row, but he has never encountered rogue opponents like Lei Zhen.

I have never encountered such embarrassment today.

Shi En inhaled vigorously, squeezed them out of his lungs, and then inhaled repeatedly, and his feet began to beating slightly at a unique rhythm, constantly changing the center of gravity of his body.

This is really a simple move, but it has been cultivated by decades of immersion in boxing and fighting martial arts.

Let every move of Shi En and every move of Shi En's body naturally exude an indescribable sense of beauty.

That rhythm, that rhythm, the confidence that has been refined and improved after repeated trials, is slowly rising with Shi En's slight beating. He is slowly awakening.

When his body stood still on the ring again, Shi En's face was as quiet as water.

The faint laughter of ridicule sounded around suddenly stopped, and almost everyone couldn't help but hold their breath carefully. Because they all understood that the two people on the ring might have a chance to win or lose.

Shi En slowly raised his fists at Lei Zhen. As his arms continued to improve in an absolutely stable posture, he was no longer flawless when he finally put them in front of him one after another.

Lei Zhen's eyes kept beating wildly. He used psychological tactics to carry out a beautiful surprise attack on Shi En, which had already produced good results, but Shi En was a boxing champion who had experienced fifty-two fierce battles. He already had enough life experience and strong will to make him break the deadlock with strength.

There is no luck in success in this world. Shi En can stand tall in the boxing world for twelve years and become an evergreen tree that must have the advantages of being proud of.

Once he became serious and condensed all his will, physical strength and spirit together, any psychological tactics would no longer play any role for Shi En.

Shi En took a step forward, and his left fist poked out like lightning. It was not until he faced Shi En's footwork and jab that Lei Zhen understood what it means to be as immovable as a mountain and invasion as fire!

"Bang!"

Lei Zhen was hit by Shi En and fell to the ground.

Shi En was stunned again.

Shi En has successfully suppressed his inner anger. The method he used was to remind himself that Lei Zhen was a powerful opponent and he had to concentrate all his energy and attention to achieve such a spiritual hint as the final victory.

In this case, Shi En, who has received the most rigorous training and has integrated various tactics into his life instinct, did not launch the most violent attack from the beginning when facing Lei Zhen. Instead, he first made a tentative left straight punch according to the convention of his even opponent's first round on the ring.

This kind of straight left punch uses a quick footwork to quickly cross the relatively safe distance between two people. Its target is not the opponent's head, which can effectively score, but to disrupt the opponent's rhythm, destroy the opponent's defense of both fists, and prepare for a more powerful fatal attack on the right fist.

In other words, this tentative punch hits a normal man directly in the face. Even if he makes his nose bleeding, the stars in front of him dance in a row, it is difficult to knock the other person down with one punch.

But Lei Zhen clearly blocked the punch with his arm first, but he could still be knocked down by such a straight left punch, and he was beaten to the ground... he couldn't get up!

“one, two, three…”

The referee started counting out again, and the mine lying on the ground was shocked, and as the referee counted out, he silently counted in his heart: "One, two, three..."

It was not until the referee counted "seven" that Lei Zhen supported the floor with both hands. It was like a folding ruler, supporting his body in pieces.

The game continues.

"Bang!"

Lei Zhen was "hit" by Shi En's left straight punch and fell to the ground, falling into painful silence.

“one, two, three…”

The referee squatted in front of Lei Zhen with laughter and tears, and began to count down there. Half of the thousands of spectators in the field were blowing whistles, and a small half raised a thumbs up at Lei Zhen and cursed "slip", and the remaining more than a hundred guests.

There were seventy or eighty female audience members who were covering their mouths and laughing, and twenty or thirty were people from Shanghai martial arts who came to watch the battle, facing such a scoundrel and shameless compatriot.

They were all shaking their heads repeatedly. Looking at their expressions, they probably wanted to kick the thunder and jump onto the ring themselves. They went to fight Shi En to enhance the country's glory.

The referee was surprised to find that Lei Zhen made progress.

Because last time, when he counted "seven", Lei Zhen got up honestly. This time, it was not until he counted "eight" that Lei Zhen reacted and made an extra second for him to rest on the ground and successfully.

The nightclub duty manager.

He was standing by the ring and watching the game. He was also stunned when he saw this scene... Lei Zhen, a bastard, wouldn't he use this method of punching once for the reward of ten yuan in a game, and dragging it until the last moment?! If this is true, this "exciting" game will definitely be the headlines of Shanghai "Shenbao" tomorrow, but it will definitely not be the headlines of the sports version, but the headlines of the "Happy Moment" column of the entertainment news version!

"Bang!"

Lei Zhen was knocked down by Shi En for the third time. Just as he threw his body to the ground, he suddenly heard a sharp roar of wind hitting his head. Lei Zhen only had time to shout "finished" in his heart.

There were three dull sounds of "pa, pa, pa" between his head and Shi En's fists.

Just as Lei Zhen fell to the ground, Shi En waved his fists like lightning and made three punches on Lei Zhen's head. Lei Zhen was like being pushed hard by someone, and hit the floor of the ring hard, making a loud "bang".

Shi En is also a fool. Lei Zhen can act like a scoundrel like this. Of course, the audience's support is one-sided. In this case, even if he violated the boxing regulations slightly and made up three punches on Lei Zhen's head, everyone would not have any objection? Look at the referee with a squinted look. The referee who had read three seconds in just one minute was nodding at Shi En in a slightest sense.

His meaning is very clear: Yes, this guy punches him like this, and you keep beating him!

This time, until the referee counted "nine", Lei Zhen covered his head and stood up again shakingly.

Not to mention Shi Endi's fist was really damn heavy. When he hit the ground with his right punch, Lei Zhen really thought it was a hammer that hit him directly on his head, making his ears buzzing like a few little bees crawling in.

Thanks to Shi En's three punches, even his nose was seriously injured, and it was still sour. If he hadn't tried his best to hold it up, he would have even shed tears.

Looking at the boxing champion Shi En, who was flashing with excitement in his eyes and his movements seemed more smooth, Lei Zhen called out a secretly in his heart.

He kept provoking and kept making Shi En hold back. After finally getting the opportunity to counterattack, Shi En's fighting spirit was completely aroused.

As the saying goes, one drum will bring down again, and three times will bring down; as the saying goes, "Therefore, those who are good at using troops should avoid their sharp spirits"; as the saying goes, "If you don't invite the upright flag, don't attack the dignified palace to cure changes"... As the saying goes, if you are not capable of the enemy, you should be smart!

"Bang!"

The referee had just said "start". Before Shi En had time to pursue Lei Zhen, Lei Zhen fell on the ring again.

Shi En took a step forward, and just hit his left fist, he could only withdraw it. The feeling of hitting the empty space with one punch, which was powerful and unable to exert force.
To be continued...