"Cook me alone, it's up to you to have such an appetite!"

Although his mouth was tough, looking at the beard-like muscles on Pang Peng's arms, Xu Ze was still a little panicked in his heart.

I've been working out for a few years, but if I want to practice like the other party, it's almost hot to ask myself.

Fights between ordinary people, latitude has largely determined the place of victory, and the scrawny bamboo pole defeats the muscular man, which is really rare in reality.

Because of this, mixed martial arts fights such as boxing or the UFC have to be strictly divided into weight divisions for the sake of fairness, and the defending lightweight champion can be more than capable of fighting the average opponent in the heavyweight division.

I don't know why, Xu Ze has such a big courage to provoke Pang Peng repeatedly at this moment.

After three rounds of drinking, he was drunk and open-mouthed? No, he didn't drink so much.

Is there a certainty of victory? No, just looking at the difference in arm circumference and physique, we can understand the disparity in strength between the two sides.

In fact, Xu Ze didn't know where this confidence came from, he just felt his blood boiling all over his body, and an unbearable fighting spirit arose.

"How big Lao Tzu's appetite is, you kid can feel it with your body, remember today's pain, talk and do things in the future, don't be quick to speak and talk for a while!"

Before the war started, Pang Peng had already taught Xu Ze a lesson in the tone of his elders, and it seemed that he was sure that he could win.

There is no fancy at all, with a burst of wind, the punch of the sandbag is already coming, just looking at this posture, if it is next to it, it will definitely not be comfortable.

It's too late to dodge at this distance, Xu Ze wrapped Pang Peng's heavy punch with both palms, and the moment the whole palm touched, it was like a small electric car driving at high speed.

"It's so heavy!"

Tasting the ** spread out in his palm, Xu Ze was secretly frightened, being able to be the leading brother of this group of big men is not an ordinary person.

Every time the fists and feet intersect next, Xu Ze will be in pain for a while, every time he makes a move, it is dangerous and dangerous, and a fist of this weight will definitely not be able to get up again if it is hit even once.

The melon-eating crowd on the side watched very seriously, and the big men who were still beating the two little security guards also turned their heads to look here, and the two little security guards with blue noses and swollen faces finally breathed a sigh of relief, their faces had been beaten into pigs' heads, and it was estimated that their biological parents were difficult to distinguish for a while. There were even enthusiastic viewers who began to comment and explain the battle situation.

"I think this kid has to lose, the situation is completely one-sided. ”

"That's not sure, he parried every move of Brother Pang, didn't he?"

"Hey, parry to parry, you see that kid is already sweating profusely, but Brother Pang is playing like he is playing. ”

"Tut-tut, shang, hang, tsk......"

"Hang your mother! Be quiet and keep watching. ”

”......”

Passers-by commented variously, but most people still felt that Pang Peng had a big chance of winning.

Only Pang Peng's younger brothers sighed that Xu Ze was not simple, he had been mixed with the boss for so long, and the weight of the boss's shot was only known to those who had experienced it firsthand, anyway, if they insisted on it for so long, they couldn't do it if they asked themselves.

At this moment, Xu Ze felt as if the bones on his body were cracked, especially his arms, which were almost unconscious due to the frequent exchanges.

Compared with the previous madman, Pang Peng's strength is even better, not to mention that he can use his brain in a fight, which is much more tricky than a madman who can only rampage.

Although his whole body was in pain to death, Xu Ze felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and his fighting intent was intensifying, and this boiling fighting intent was supporting him to keep persevering.

And Pang Peng's heart was really a little depressed, obviously feeling that the kid in front of him was about to be unable to support it, and when he was about to deliver the final blow, he was reluctantly parried by the other party.

That's right, reluctantly, it looks really reluctant, in that case, then give you a face, and give you another final blow, this time it's really the last blow!

The first time was a fluke, the second time was luck, and what was the third time? Pang Peng had already told himself in his heart no less than ten times that this was the final blow, but no less than ten times he was "reluctantly" parried.

It's like running a thousand meters, the referee waves the flag and says that it is the last 200 meters, but you sprint over the 200 meters, and the referee tells you that he just remembered wrong, and there are still 200 meters ahead!

After a dozen or so cycles like this, everyone will feel extremely fucked.

This kid is poisonous!

Pang Peng even had some doubts that Xu Ze was pretending to be very reluctant to coax himself into making a move, with the intention of wasting his physical strength and hitting his confidence, if that's the case, then congratulations, you did it.

If Xu Ze knew Pang Peng's conjecture, he would definitely feel extremely wronged.

I really don't have it, big brother! I really feel like I'm about to lose it, but I don't know why I barely blocked it, and I also feel very mysterious!

The so-called one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion.

As time passed, Pang Peng's physical strength began to decline gradually, and he also gave up the so-called "final blow", and can only wait to see whose physical strength is currently exhausted.

On the other hand, Xu Ze seems to have been in a bad condition, and his body is blue and purple, but only he knows that the longer the fight lasts, the more excited he becomes.

, I didn't find out before, I shouldn't be a battle maniac who likes to fight and brawl in my bones, a bad boy! But now that I'm past the age of a bad boy, I'm a bad boy at best.

Onlookers can see it most clearly, the situation from Pang Peng's unilateral suppression of Xu Ze, to the two being evenly matched, and then to Xu Ze gradually starting to fight back and gain the upper hand, it feels like the plot of a movie, and everyone is dumbfounded.

At this moment, Pang Peng's heart has turned from depression to collapse, and he doesn't know what evil the kid in front of him is, as if he has unlimited physical strength, the more he fights, the harder he fights, and the more energetic he is.

If you want to admit defeat and stop now, you can't hang your face, if you lose today under a milky little hairy child, it will be rumored that he Pang Peng will not have to mix in the area of Xuhui.

Xu Ze only felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and his brain was a little foggy, and he would have thought about it briefly, should I punch or kick the next move? Will he punch or kick? Should I dodge or catch? But now, he is basically just a direct brain, but his punches and kicks are more powerful, even beyond the heyday.

If you look closely, you will find a layer of redness covering his body, but people will only think that it is a natural physiological reaction to fight.

"Uh......"

Xu Ze snorted, and the speed of his fist suddenly increased, falling like raindrops on Pang Peng's arms, face, and body at the end of the crossbow.

Finally, after a blow to the head, Pang Peng's burly figure leaned back and fell heavily to the ground under the shocked gaze of the audience.

Xu Ze exhaled a breath of heat, the residual energy of excitement did not subside, and he turned to look at Pang Peng's little brothers.

Pang Peng's younger brothers were stared at like this, and they suddenly felt creepy and panicked.

"Don't do it, big brother, we didn't recruit you, it's our boss who wants to make things difficult for you, and we are at best surrounding you for a while. ”

"You also said that I felt so stressed that I couldn't even swallow the wine after surrounding us for a while, so you are guilty!"

Xu Ze's crime is that the big men who are charged with this crime want to cry without tears, is this also a reason???

It's really a sin that you want to add, and there is no excuse for it.

So, Xu Ze rushed into them excitedly, like a wolf into a flock, beating this, making up that, and finally everyone could not escape the fate of blue nose and swollen face.

After all, there is a reincarnation in the way of heaven, who is spared by the sky, this has just beaten the two little security guards into pigs' heads, and in the blink of an eye, they have also been made into pigs' heads, and the injuries seem to be more serious......

In fact, if more than a dozen of them work together, Xu Ze really can't see enough, the four of them control their limbs respectively, one locks the torso in the back, and the remaining one person just hammers him, and it's not a little hairy child, a big man controls one arm or one leg of a young man, six people are enough, where do you need a dozen.

It's just that the visual impact brought by Xu Ze's victory over their boss before was too shocking, and he was crushed in momentum for a while, how could he have the courage to rise up to the idea of resisting.

After Xu Ze flattened everyone, the excitement on his body gradually dissipated with the heat, the reddish skin returned to whiteness, and a sense of prostration spread for a while, and he almost fainted, but fortunately there was a table nearby.

Xu Ze put his hand on the table and slowed down slightly, barely holding on to not falling, the feeling when he just fought was not unpleasant, but the feeling of prostration after the war was something that people didn't want to relive a second time.

In the dark on the second floor of the bar, the two figures stood there watching from beginning to end, and the beginning and end of the conflict between Xu Ze and Pang Peng were fully visible.

One of the slender figures, like Luan Yu, came here after leaving the scattered platform on Xuze's side.

The other figure belonged to a slender young man, about the same age as Xu Ze and Yi Yin, who witnessed the end of this farce, and his handsome face curled with a sly arc.

"What does the young master think of this Xuze?" Luan Yu's soft voice sounded.

"Not bad. The young man asked, "How does he compare with you?"

"If it's just tonight, it's going to be easy to get him. ”

The young man bowed slightly, unimpressed by Luan Yu's confident answer, and murmured softly, "I always feel that he still has a lot of room for development. ”

"That's nature. Luan Yu smiled charmingly, "What he showed was only the tip of the iceberg of the loan. ”