When he rebounded according to inertia, the strong man had already rushed forward. Ayong relied on the subconscious reaction he had trained for many years to kick the opponent's abdomen with his feet. Only then did the opponent's second punch miss, and the fist grazed his nose. The tip crossed.
"Fuck him!"
"Kill him!!!"
There's chaos down there.
The seventh company commander stared nervously at the ring without moving, while the green soldiers around him raised their fists high and shouted loudly.
I couldn't tell whether they were cheering for A Yong or cheering for the strong man.
When he looked up again, the scene in the arena had changed.
A Yong was hit by the strong man again, and with just one punch, his eyebrow bone was broken. Blood flowed out from the corner of his eyes. Half of his face was covered in blood, and even the green leather military uniform was stained black.
Immediately afterwards, Ayong's body was as soft as noodles and he piled down. The strong man held his arm and shook it twice, almost like grabbing a penis.
Just when he was about to turn around and celebrate his victory, Ayong suddenly burst out from his wandering mode!
He didn't even use his other hand. He stretched out two fingers of his left hand and directly clasped the strong man's eyes without the opponent paying attention.
Here, you have to risk your life if you want to survive!
puff! ! !
Two fingers were inserted into it, like two steel bars. The pain caused the strong man to immediately let go of A Yong's wrist. At this time, Ayong fell to the stage.
Immediately afterwards, the strong man began to swing his fists randomly into the air. Each punch made a sound of breaking through the air. The last punch even hit the barbed wire fence next to him.
A Yong stood up quietly while all the audience held their breath, touched the back of the strong man and jumped!
"He's behind you!"
Someone in the crowd gave a warning, and when the strong man heard it and couldn't react, Ayong stretched his arms, pointed at the strong man's ear bones on both sides, and slapped him flatly - bang!
The two peaks penetrate the ears!
After this blow, the strong man didn't even react and fell down like a mountain.
The originally restless audience fell silent.
Ayong stood on the ring, like a zombie, and did not celebrate. He just rubbed his smashed brow bone and spat at the fallen strong man's body.
"vomit!"
A mouthful of bloody phlegm fell directly on the strong man's face, and he quietly walked off the ring.
"Second game, seven consecutive victories!"
The Seventh Company Commander jumped up happily and spun around in circles.
"Win! I finally fucking won!"
Waiters wearing cheongsam appeared one by one. They took out ten bundles of cash on the table of the second battalion and placed them on trays. Then they walked to the seventh company commander and placed them all at his feet, piling them into a hill.
The seventh company commander watched A Yong come towards him, picked up one of the bundles and stuffed it into his arms: "Well done, brother!"
Turning his head, the seventh company commander went to celebrate again.
Only then did A Yong whisper in my ear: "When I shot you to scare you, this guy didn't have this attitude."
I watched the Seventh Company Commander showing off almost crazily, beating his chest against the Second Battalion, and the chimpanzees asserting their sovereignty. I realized that it was not just us piglets and the management who had lost their souls in this wretched place. A bunch of scum, and they have also changed their taste.
Of course, I saw more than that.
I also saw that there were at least four people guarding the main entrance, and four people were standing at the side door of the toilet. The one with the most guards was around Lao Qiao, where a group of green soldiers with guns surrounded him. The water is blocked.
Running was impossible.
At this moment, the seventh company commander finally came over after venting his anger and said to Ayong: "No matter what you want to play tonight, I will arrange it all!"
He is so heroic.
A Yong looked at the blood on his hands and replied: "Let's not talk about that first, can you find me a piece of paper? Look at my hands..." The seventh company commander directly pulled out a few banknotes and stuffed them over.
The strong man was carried down, and the next swing was even more thrilling. It seemed that the two gangsters from the park had a quarrel, and their men rushed to the ring with daggers.
In less than twenty seconds, one green-skinned soldier who had been stabbed twice took the life of another green-skinned soldier who had been stabbed with more than a dozen holes, quickly ending the game.
What are these?
Is life so worthless?
What does it mean that if you are rich, you are not as good as Jinshanjiao, and if you are in trouble, you will have to cross the Mekong River?
Is this trespassing?
Is there anyone so intrusive?
"Why!"
"Why!"
"Why are you dazed? It's your turn!"
After the seventh company commander pushed me a few times, I came out of my thoughts from staring at the arena full of blood.
I remember that when I was in the city, I would shout at every turn: "You're just pretending, I'll beat you to death!" But now that I'm here, I've never said that again. As if he only knew what it was like to torture people to death after living to such an old age, he kept his mouth shut.
Fortunately.
When I was half-pushed and half-carried into the ring by the Seventh Company Commander, what came up on the opposite side was a black monkey with thin skin and tender flesh. This kid's little arms were so thin that they didn't seem to grow long, and the facing bones of both legs were It's a cocoon.
The seventh company commander was even more happy. He waved Ayong’s arm in my peripheral vision and said, “We won again.”
Ayong shook his head: "Don't be too happy too soon."
Ayong and I both saw that this skinny monkey was unusual. Without a long period of training, normal people would not have calluses on their face bones!
Especially when I just stepped onto the ring, the guy on the opposite side showed off a Muay Thai starting move.
You must not let this grandson kick up, otherwise he may be kicked to death.
I think so...
Bang!
As soon as the gong sounded, the skinny monkey rushed forward without fear of death, trying to find my flaws, but I, who had just clenched my fist, was obviously a beat slower.
Yes, I was bare-knuckled, and so was the opponent.
There are no gloves or protective gear here, and there is no need for it at all. If you are good, just stand. If not, just lie down. It’s that simple.
I rushed forward.
When I punched out, the black monkey just tilted his head back to dodge my attack. At that moment, I knew that anyone who knew a bit about fighting would think this move was too reckless, including the black monkey.
He immediately seized the opportunity and hit me directly on the cheek while I was still in the process of castration and unable to hold back my fist.
There was no way to dodge this punch. In fact, what I was prepared for was to shoulder the opponent's elbow during his attack.
Unexpectedly, this black monkey just punched me.
bump!
The moment this punch hit me in the face, all the reasons why I wanted to receive this punch were exposed. I took advantage of the opportunity to turn my body and use the strength of my turn to directly raise the other fist - bang!
A punch hit the side of his skull!
This is my purpose!
If I test each other with this black monkey in the Octagon, it will not take long for me to lose patience. Once a boxer loses patience and enters the anger stage, the boxing match will be lost.
So, I simply rushed up and exchanged punches with him, because I was bigger than him, so in this case, my punch was bound to be heavier than his. And at such a close distance, he couldn't lift his legs at all!
