Chapter 141, Doron’s strength, the game of revolver

Style: Romance Author: Old time salted fishWords: 2283Update Time: 24/01/12 08:48:38
In the octagonal cage, Doron did not disappoint, or in other words, his strength was far stronger than what he showed.

Within a few rounds, he successfully defeated his opponent.

Everyone present immediately burst into cheers. They were very glad that they had bet on Duolun and made a lot of money for themselves.

And I also made a fortune by relying on Duolun, totaling more than 20,000, but I did not take out the money, but continued to bet on Duolun to win.

Duolun's strength is obvious to everyone. Betting on him is a sure win, not to mention that Duolun is from our side.

"Brother Cheng, I didn't realize that Duolun is so powerful!" Song Hao whispered from the side.

"I guess this is not all of Duolun's strength. There will be more exciting things waiting for us later!"

I nodded noncommittally. Song Xiaoxue said that Duolun is a Muay Thai master. Coupled with Duolun's current performance, even if Duolun is not a top Muay Thai master, he is definitely not a mass marketer.

Song Xiaoxue was able to send him here because he probably knew the rules here. If nothing unexpected happened, Duolun would definitely be able to persist until the end.

"Brother Cheng, how about I take a bet too?" Song Hao felt that Duolun was a sure winner and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.

"If you want to play, pay for it yourself!"

I didn't stop him, but turned my attention back to the Octagon, where Doron's new opponent appeared.

This man also looks burly, but I don't think he is Duolun's opponent.

The result was just as I expected, Doron defeated his opponent without much effort.

"Win, win!" Song Hao said excitedly.

He had just bet more than 10,000 yuan to win. This time he made thousands of yuan without any effort.

"You're a good brother!" Boss Feng stared at Duolun with an ugly face, whispered a few words to the people around him, and then looked at me with a smile.

"These people who are on the field now are really too weak. It will be boring to continue fighting like this. I asked several people in the field who have practiced Muay Thai to come up. I don't know how far you, brother, can last!"

"Don't worry, Boss Feng. My cousin is determined to cooperate with you. Duolun will not lose." I smiled lightly, not taking the Muay Thai master he said to heart.

Boss Feng didn't say much and focused his attention on the octagonal cage.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, a group of dark-skinned people came outside Duolun's octagonal cage. Their bodies exuded an aura similar to Duolun's, and they stared at Duolun with a pair of eyes.

Seeing Boss Feng calling out a boxer who had also practiced Muay Thai like him, Duolun's eyes flashed with surprise, but there was no other emotion. It seemed that these people posed no threat to him.

As the battle in the octagonal cage began, Duolun's opponents did not dare to be careless and directly used their special skills to deal a heavy blow to Duolun.

But Duolun seemed to be able to predict his attack, and his body easily dodged his attack.

When his opponent failed to make any achievements with several consecutive moves, Duolun saw the right moment and decided the outcome with one move.

After Duolun won, within a few minutes another master who practiced Muay Thai appeared on the stage, but he could not escape the end of defeat.

Time passed like this little by little, and when it was almost half past ten, Boss Feng couldn't sit still anymore and winked at one of the people.

The boxer immediately ran to the side knowingly and called over a stranger.

There was a sense of arrogance in this man's brows and eyes, and he didn't take the people around him seriously at all, and the people watching also let out exclamations of exclamation.

"It's Wang Qiang. This guy has also learned Muay Thai, and he has never lost in this fight!"

"It's over. I've already bet on Duolun to win. It seems like I'm going to lose all my previous wins in this round!"

"Just accept your fate. This is Wang Qiang, a well-known Muay Thai master in Kokang. Duolun will definitely lose this round!"

All kinds of compliments kept coming, and I slowly frowned.

In a venue as big as Boss Feng, there must be a boxer who can dominate the box, and Wang Qiang is his last trump card.

And looking at the postures of the people around him, this man's strength should not be underestimated. I wonder if Duolun can persist after such a long battle.

"I admit that the Duolun you brought is indeed strong, but after such a long period of physical exertion, he will probably be defeated this round!"

Boss Feng showed a proud look on his face, and continued: "Wang Qiang participated in many boxing matches in Thailand, and he is one of the top Muay Thai masters in Thailand. Compared with him, your brother Duolun is still a bit young!"

"This hasn't started yet. Winning or losing is stable, let's wait and see!" I smiled lightly and bet all the money I just won on Duolun.

In the octagonal cage, Duolun and Wang Qiang quickly started to fight.

Muay Thai is highly destructive and moves quickly. It pays great attention to the use of elbows and knees. Every blow must use your hardest part to attack the weak points of others.

At the same time, the legs swept across and slashed diagonally from top to bottom, just like a mountain axe, with astonishing lethality.

The fists and kicks alternated, each of them advanced and retreated. They fought for more than ten minutes, but it was hard to tell who was stronger.

"Duolun, come on!" Song Hao, who had deposited money, approached the octagonal cage and shouted loudly.

The crowd of onlookers was also ignited with passion, each shouting for the boxer they had bet on.

"How's it going? Do you still think Duolun will win?" Boss Feng said with a smile on his face.

"I believe in my brother!" I said coldly.

In the octagonal cage, both of them showed real fire, and every move was very entertaining and full of killing atmosphere.

Sweeps, kicks, elbows... one move after another, it's overwhelming.

Just as everyone was cheering, Duolun suddenly accelerated his speed, and then used the "neck and knee" move.

His knee hit Wang Qiang's chin, causing Wang Qiang to faint instantly.

The sudden scene immediately plunged the scene into a dead silence, followed by unprecedented cheers.

"We won, Duolun won!"

Fortunately, I also stood up, with a look of joy on my face.

I knew how powerful Duolun was, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful. Facing Boss Feng's trump card, he could still kill him with one move.

Such strength, let alone being mixed in northern Myanmar, is not weak at all even if it is placed in Thailand and among the so-called boxing champions.

I asked Song Hao and Aqiu to check on Duolun's situation, and then looked at Boss Feng with a gloomy face, hoping to end today's trip as soon as possible.

"Boss Feng, my brother has defeated everyone in your field. Can our cooperation continue?"

Unexpectedly, Boss Feng suddenly changed his face and laughed out loud, "Brother Duolun is extraordinary in strength, I admire you, but there is one more thing you need to do in person if you want me to cooperate."

After Boss Feng finished speaking, he immediately took out a revolver from his pocket, emptied all the bullets in it, and put another bullet in it.

"I won't introduce much about this game. If you win the bet, I agree to cooperate with Song Xiaoxue. If you lose the bet, I also agree to cooperate with Song Xiaoxue."

Boss Feng handed out the revolver and looked directly at me.