Long Taiquan Saburo saw that Lao Jiang ignored him and did not stop there, he simply climbed into the ring and stood against the periphery of the railing, constantly shouting at Lao Jiang, looking like an off-court guide.

If this kind of behavior had been kicked out in the regular game, but the referee knew that he was a person from the big dealer, and turned a blind eye to it, the audience in the audience had long been dissatisfied with the two fighters.

Lao Jiang and Li Ah Si are still playing the game unhurriedly, Ah Si is a few times from time to time, the rhythm, the atmosphere, the people below are about to fall asleep......

"Attack him in the middle and kick him off the plate!" did you hear that?" Long Taiquan Saburo followed Lao Jiang like a shadow on the periphery, constantly reprimanding loudly. When Lao Jiang was close to the railing, he actually reached out and grabbed Lao Jiang's shoulder, and said, "I'll talk to you!"

Lao Jiang shook off his hand and said, "You shut up for me!"

Seeing this, Long Taiquan Saburo suddenly faced the audience and provoked loudly: "These two people are playing a match-fixing match, can't you see it?"

In the dull game, there was such a master who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and the audience's bad taste was also mobilized, and they shouted: "I can see it!"

Ryutaiquan Saburo waved his arms and said, "Do you think he should listen to me?"

"Should!" the lifeless arena had an accident, and the people behind began to rush forward, and the scene almost went out of control.

The referee hurriedly suspended the bout and tried to persuade Ryutai Izumi Saburo to leave the ring, but the latter, seeing that he was in control, continued to shout: "Chinese fighters are so unethical, I can't stand it!"

Lao Jiang watched coldly, and then suddenly pointed to the center of the stage and said, "Why don't you fight?"

"I'll come, I'll come!" Long Taiquan Saburo grabbed the fence and climbed in, standing opposite Lao Jiang.

The audience suddenly boiled!

The referee looked at Ono Taro in embarrassment, but Ono Taro just smiled and said nothing, as if acquiescing to Ryutai Izumisaburo's behavior.

Long Taiquan Saburo raised his voice and said, "What if I want to win?"

Lao Jiang said indifferently: "If you win, you fight for me, and the name of the Thirteen Fragrance Tiger will also be given to you!"

"That's it!" Ryutai Izumi Saburo asked the assistant next to him for a pair of gloves to put on, and jumped around the stage to demonstrate.

Li Asi scratched his head and said, "Eh, isn't this a match between me and Jiang Zhicheng? What's the matter with you? Or I'll fight you?"

Lao Jiang pushed him away and said, "You go away, it's my business with him!"

The people in the audience were shouting and making trouble, and the atmosphere finally had a bit of what black market boxing should look like......

Seeing that the matter had come to this, the referee simply rang the bell again.

Long Taiquan Saburo knew that this opportunity was not easy to come by, it can be described as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he also understood that if this match was really won for him, the impact would be greater than if he won ten MMA matches! These days of grievance turned into anger and anger in his heart, but he did not act rashly, it was because of the original carelessness that he almost made the two miscellaneous fish famous all over the world, as soon as the bell rang, he protected the upper plate, and stabbed his right leg into Lao Jiang's heart!

Lao Jiang saw that the other party's feet were coming, and wanted to lower his head to dodge, but he slowed down a little and still hit his shoulder, he couldn't help but kick back, and his shoulder was in sharp pain, and he couldn't help but have a new understanding of Long Taiquan Saburo - he was indeed more ruthless than those leopard-headed stick flowers, and he was the highest combat power among the ordinary people he came into contact with.

Lao Jiang's fans couldn't help but look at each other when they saw that the idol had suffered a big loss as soon as they came up, and the boss in their hearts was not a taste, and someone whispered: "The Thirteen Spiced Tiger won't be a waste of fame, right?"

"Can't you...... The nineteen of the Black Panther Gang are not good at stubble. ”

"Who knows what's going on, his surname Jiang can play fake matches, wouldn't he have found someone to cooperate with him in acting?"

Ryutai Izumi Saburo controlled the rhythm with one move, and his heart was ecstatic, he rushed up in one go, and performed all the stunts of punches and feet, left kicks, right kicks, side kicks, hooks, straight punches, feints, continue to hook punches!

Bang bang –

Lao Jiang clumsily defended and ate almost all the attacks. He's like a qualified punching bag, diligently beaten, shaking with your movements, but never leaking!

Long Taiquan Saburo was a little out of breath after the two rounds of attacks, and then he saw Lao Jiang suddenly put down his hands and said coldly: "It's my turn, right?"

Long Taiquan Saburo was a little surprised, the opponent's defense was too amateurish, he made Lao Jiang's door open through the shaking point of the feint, and many heavy punches were directly smashed into his face, according to the general law, even the strongest person should be dizzy, auditory hallucinations, and unsteady footsteps at this time, but Lao Jiang is still very steady!

Lao Jiang punched his arm back first, and then leaned forward, this is a very amateur performance, this is a professional player, it is like telling you that I am going to hit you before the fight, you are ready, Long Taiquan Saburo's heart was relaxed again, and he blocked his arm in advance on the way of Lao Jiang's fist.

Smack-

The fists of the two sides collided together, and Lao Jiang's seemingly slow punch knocked Long Taiquan Saburo's fist into a corner, and then smashed it in his own face! Long Taiquan Saburo stumbled and almost knelt on the stage.

Lao Jiang smiled, and his left fist followed!

Long Taiquan Saburo gritted his teeth, lifted his breath, took advantage of the speed advantage and came first, bang - three punches were firmly hit on the bridge of Lao Jiang's nose, and then, bang - Lao Jiang's punch also hit Long Taiquan Saburo in the face, the two of them instantly separated at a large distance, and then the two sides who arched the fire fought together again!

The two of them launched a fierce attack! The atmosphere in the audience was also at its peak! Amateur spectators watching the game are not uncommon to see how advanced your consciousness is and how dexterous your body is, and they love to watch this kind of confrontation in which both sides spare no effort to kill each other!

But happy times are always short-lived- Long Taiquan Saburo's fists and knees quickly and violently attacked Lao Jiang's face, chest ribs, Lao Jiang calmly took it all, his fist was not happy, but it seemed to have a powerful x10 or even x100 buff, Long Taiquan Saburo deformed every time he was hit, that is, in more than ten seconds, his body suddenly spread out, Lao Jiang punched him in the chin, knocked him into the air and flew high, and then fell under the stage, Long Taiquan Saburo A stream of blood flowed out of his mouth, and he didn't move......

The entire audience collectively stood up and watched the scene in amazement.

Lao Jiang stood in the fence and glanced down at him, and then rushed down and shouted, "Don't follow the Japanese to make a fool!"