The Japanese people who came with Hu Benzhiqiang had pale faces and could only watch as Su Mo's heavy punches rained down on Hu Benzhiqiang.
The cheers seemed to overturn the entire boxing gym.
Luoying's face was pale and her eyes were red, "Stop, stop."
Su Mo turned a deaf ear and punched out with a heavy spin. "Bang, click." There was an obvious dent in Hu Benzhiqiang's chest, which was very similar to the injury suffered by Yao Qingguo.
His body slid down the railings of the octagonal cage. The arrogant Hu Benzhiqiang had become like a dead dog.
"Before we started, didn't you ask me where did you get the courage to enter the octagonal cage? Now, I can tell you that there are indeed not many things left by our ancestors, but you can't even understand it. If you can't learn it, how can you dare to say that the real ancient martial arts is in the Japanese country? You are a frog in the well, how ridiculous!"
He raised his hand and grabbed the clothes on Hu Benzhiqiang's chest. During the struggle, his body of more than 100 kilograms was lifted up like a chicken.
"What are you doing? Let him go. Let him go!"
Luo Ying once wanted to rush into the octagonal cage, but was stopped by the boxing ring security.
"I'm admitting defeat. I'm admitting defeat on behalf of Hu Sang. Stop it!"
Su Mo held up Hu Benzhiqiang and calmly turned around in the octagonal cage. Surrounding him were the cheers of mountains and tsunamis.
"Well done!"
"I'm just telling you, those who forget their ancestors will not end well!"
"Brother, you are really fierce. Leave your phone number and I will take the lead and ask your family to open a single page of your family tree for you..."
Su Mo adjusted his breathing and struggled with his arms. Hu Benzhiqiang's body was thrown away, and he could not avoid it. His head hit the octagonal cage hard, and blood spurted out.
"Ah. I want to kill you, kill you, why? I have already given up!" Luo Ying shouted loudly, looking at Su Mo with vicious eyes.
Not bothering to respond, Su Mo calmly walked out of the octagonal cage. Some viewers couldn't help but yelled, "That Ah Qing knelt down, and that bitch Hu Benzhiqiang didn't stop, so why should he let Ah Mo stop now? You Japanese people have always been Is this such a double standard?”
Luo Ying's face turned pale, and she felt that these words were both a bit familiar and a bit harsh.
He ignored the quarrel at the moment and hurriedly went to the Octagon to check on Hu Benzhiqiang's condition.
Su Weiyu, Ye Kerou and others have already greeted Su Mo.
"Are you OK?"
Ye Kerou subconsciously wanted to hold Su Mo's sleeve. When she saw the blood stains on her hands, thinking of the bloody scene just now, the girl's face turned pale and she stood there.
"Mr. Su, do you want the doctor to check you out, or send you to the hospital now..."
"Don't worry, I'm fine!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Luo Hu gave a thumbs up, "Awesome, Mr. Su, a small silver needle dared to laugh at the God of Death's incompetence, and a heavy punch made everyone feel proud, and even saved the boxing field. I don’t know how to thank you enough for your reputation and loss.”
Several people were talking, and the pale Luo Ying walked towards this side. Er Shun and several other boxing ring personnel immediately intercepted, "What do you want to do?"
"Since you enter the Octagon, you must abide by the rules of the boxing ring. If Hu Benzhiqiang loses, he loses. Is it possible that you still want to cause trouble and take revenge?"
Without thinking, Luo Ying looked at Su Mo and quickly bowed.
"What are you doing?"
"Save Hu Sang. His injuries are almost the same as that of Ah Qing just now. It's too late to send him to the hospital now. Only you can save him. We are opponents on the court, but we can still be friends off the court. You Chinese people, I have always said that I am tolerant, please help me, please.”
"Fuck, how could she have the nerve to come here..."
"Please help me!"
Luo Ying bowed again, tears welling up in her eyes, looking extremely sad.
Ershun's heart trembled, and he didn't feel embarrassed to say the sarcastic words that followed. He had to say that this little Japanese girl was really alluring.
Su Mo smiled and said in a gentle voice, "Sorry, I'm not a veterinarian!"
Luo Ying was a little confused. She was not Chinese after all, so she couldn't figure out what she meant.
Damn it, Mr. Su is still awesome. He is not tempted by beauty at all. He uses the gentlest tone and speaks the most vicious words, but it feels so good to listen to it.
Luo Hu couldn't help but smile and silently gave Su Mo a thumbs up gesture.
"Let's go now. Can't you understand people? It's true that Mr. Su is a miracle doctor, but he can only cure diseases and save people. Hu Benzhiqiang is not even a human being, he is just a beast, and he only deserves to fend for himself."
Luo Ying's face became paler and her expression became a bit colder, "Su Sang, are you really not going to save me? You have no idea what Hu Sang means to the ancient martial arts world of Japan. If he died here today, what would you do?" There is a lot of trouble, and I will never let you go. When the time comes..."
"Are you threatening me?" Su Mo's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Susan can understand this!"
"Fuck, Japanese ladies are so shameless. Just now they were bowing and pleading, and now they are about to fall out?"
"Aren't all the little brats of Japan like this?"
"Hu Sang's time is running out. If you don't take action, I guarantee you will regret it!" Luo Ying's voice became colder.
Just when Su Mo was about to speak, a woman's voice sounded from the second floor, "You step on our Chinese soil and dare to threaten my Chinese people. What do you think today will happen? If you dare to say any more nonsense, you are gone." If you don’t believe it if you don’t leave this boxing ring, just give it a try!”
"Tang Shengxue?"
"Oh, who else but her would dare to say such domineering words in the boxing ring."
Everyone hurriedly followed the sound and saw a slim figure wearing a slim white suit who was about to disappear around the corner of the second floor.
"Manager Luo, Mr. Tang said that the matters here are left to you. You should know what to do, right?"
Following Tang Shengxue, there was a man in his twenties, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a lazy smile always hanging on the corner of his mouth. He was very handsome.
"I know, Assistant Wang." Luo Hu responded quickly.
Assistant Wang, however, accompanied Tang Shengxue, drifting away and disappearing.
"Damn it, it's a pity that I couldn't take a look at Tang Shengxue."
"As for it?"
"You know nothing about Tang Shengxue's beauty. It's a blessing to take another look at her. You have never seen her before. I met her three years ago, and I still remember it."
"The man next to Mr. Tang is Wang Bufan, right? He does look a bit similar. It seems that Mr. Tang still likes this one."
"Who does it look similar to?"
"Fuck, I don't know about this. Like Mr. Tang's dead husband. I heard that Wang Bufan and Tang Shengxue are almost inseparable now. Are they regarded as her dead husband's replacement?"
"I would be happy to be regarded as a substitute, but unfortunately, I don't have that chance."
Ye Kerou kept staring at Su Mo silently. When everyone talked about Tang Shengxue and Wang Bufan beside her, Su Mo's eyes became complicated again...
