The sudden scene was no different from the iron bull riding on Shang Yang's body just now, it was all unprepared.

Shang Yang really didn't have much strength, but he used all his strength, coupled with the speed of running, all the weight fell on Tie Niu, who had just defended, and the center of gravity under his feet was unstable and fell backwards, and at the same time he felt a tingling pain in the forearm blocking his head.

"Bang..."

In everyone's eyes, it was the same as the scene just now, except that this time Shang Yang rode onto the iron bull, and his hand kept waving downward, what was even more terrifying was that he was not bare-handed, and he was still holding half of the wine bottle in his hand.

Shang Yang was in no hurry.

There was no anger throughout.

It is a play in the boxing ring, and being put down can only say that his skills are not as good as others, and there is still a long way to go, being knocked down again and again, even if it is ravaged, it is the inevitable process of choosing this industry, whether it is the well-known boxers mentioned by Mr. Ge, or the famous boxers in China.

Everyone has come one step at a time.

No one supported it, no one shouted, it was full of cold eyes and ridicule.

Even if you stand up tenaciously and unyieldingly, you will only be recognized as a fool.

He can endure all this.

Until he finally fell in the ring, he never complained to anyone, and he couldn't be angry with Tie Niu, he was a litmus test, so that he could see where his limits were.

However, he should never move Chen Yutong, as long as he moves, there is no discussion.

Shang Yang's arm waved mechanically, his eyes were full of indifference, without a trace of emotion.

"Minato... Pull it up, pull it up, what are you doing in a daze, and someone will die later!"

Ge Zhong, who was standing in the dispatch room, could still calm down when he saw Shang Yang fall on the stage, but now he couldn't calm down, the glass could already be called a sharp weapon, once he injured an important part, the consequences were unimaginable, and he ran out of the dispatch room with an anxious face when he spoke.

The fighters in the ring came back to their senses, jumped down from the ring like a fish, and a group of people ran over quickly.

"Whoa..."

Seeing the fighters walking to Shang Yang's side, a noise suddenly erupted in the boxing ring, just now it was called a fight, now it is a fate, they have been watching the competition here for a few years, or the first time they have seen this kind of scene, it is still very strange, no one has criticized Shang Yang, they are all stretching their necks to see what the fight is like.

"Whew... Ahh

Shang Yang on his body was pulled away, and Tie Niu got a breath to stand up from the ground, looking at Shang Yang's eyes had turned into horror, he couldn't forget the way Shang Yang rushed over just now, just like him in the boxing ring, he took out a posture of blocking gun holes and not fearing death.

This kind of person is terrifying enough in the boxing ring, and once he is offended in life, there is absolutely no good fruit to eat.

Iron Bull let out a frightened roar from his mouth, looked down at his arms on his head, the outer flesh had been turned up, the longest wound was at least fifteen centimeters, the flesh was turned out and introverted, the long ravine could faintly see the muscle tissue, and the blood continued down the scar.

In the blink of an eye, there was already a puddle on the ground.

Fortunately, Tie Niu is a professional fighter and reacts quickly enough, if an ordinary person doesn't have time to react at all, the sharp glass will hit his face, and the consequences will be even more unpredictable.

"Uhhhhhh

Hundreds of people sighed at the same time.

"Come, come... Let's not finish the game, go on stage!"

Shang Yang's anger had not yet dissipated, he was dragged by a group of people, and he was still struggling to step forward, his eyes were numb and fierce, not like human eyes at all, and his dark eyes made people feel terrifying.

Ti Niu lost the momentum on the stage, he wanted to continue to fight with Shang Yang, but when he saw the half of the glass he was still holding in his hand, he panicked, it was no longer a simple boxing, but a game of life.

"Whew... Crazy, you're an idiot!"

Tie Niu gritted his teeth and scolded, he stood alone on the opposite side, no one stopped him, but he wouldn't take the initiative to come.

"Brush..."

Shang Yang struggled forward when he heard this.

Seeing this, Tie Niu subconsciously dodged a step back, and saw Shang Yang being caught, it was impossible for so many people around him to come over, and finally had a trace of confidence in his heart, no longer fighting alone, but turned his head left and right to look at the audience, and said angrily: "Everyone has seen it, you have all seen it, he doesn't have the professional quality of a fighter at all, he is clearly a hooligan, a ruffian, not a boxer, but a fight, I disdain to fight with him... He was obviously knocked down in the ring just now, and he has already lost, this person is too small-bellied and can't afford to lose, so he has to take revenge under the ring!"

"He hurt me, you see, he injured me with a murder weapon, I want to call the police!"

Iron Bull loses the indifference and mystery he used to enter, and when the idol baggage in his heart is punctured by the wine bottle, he becomes no different from a shrew, and he wants everyone to condemn Shang Yang.

"I didn't lose, keep on stage, keep fighting!"

Shang Yang stared at him and said word by word: "Do you dare!"

The matter was urgent just now, and the referee really didn't have time to count down, and the referee, who has the supreme power in the sports world, as long as the result is not announced, the game is indeed not over.

"What don't you dare... But not today, I'm injured, you are not qualified to fight me, I want to call the police, you are maliciously hurting people with a murder weapon!"

Iron Bull shouted indignantly.

Shang Yang took two heavy breaths, and no longer fought these fighters, unloading all the strength in his body that was about to rush over, and then turned around and walked back to the ring with a calm face.

"Shang Yang!"

Chen Yutong ran over and stood in front of him with red eyes.

Shang Yang raised his hand and pinched her face, squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother is fine, don't worry..."

Looking forward, Li Nian also walked over, her steps became more and more sexy, with a proud smile on her face, she walked to the side and raised her hand to hold Shang Yang's arm, and even her chin rose a few degrees.

Who would dare to say that he is a fool Young?

All eyes moved with the figures of the three of them, a man with a blue nose and swollen face, even his mother might not be able to recognize the face, a sexually seductive girl in his left arm, and a girl on the right who was well-behaved to the point of pure first love, as long as it was a male, he felt that he should be killed...

Their figures slowly walked to the ring.

Shang Yang let go of the two of them and jumped back into the ring.

The doctor who was still on the stage looked at him blankly, this patient who had just been knocked unconscious, woke up before being carried on a stretcher, ran out to fight with someone, and continued to lie on the stretcher when he came back after the fight?

Shang Yang didn't look at them, walked to the referee who had just woken up, and asked loudly, "There was no countdown just now, is the game not over?"

"Hit... Go on, the game continues, all the idlers and others leave the field quickly!"

The referee was also anxious, it was too embarrassing to be knocked out by Tie Niu's elbow, and Tie Niu, who was staring at the front, shouted: "Red player, the game is not over, please return to the ring..."

"Hmm..."

In an instant, the eyes of hundreds of people looked back at the Iron Bull.

He can no longer admit to accept the gaze of others, and he feels invisible pressure under these gazes, which makes him breathless, and he has a premonition that as long as he walks to the ring, it is very likely that he will not be able to get down today, and that fool can't wait to go up by himself.

"Please return to the ring immediately, otherwise you will be deemed to have given up the match!"

"I didn't give up!"

Tie Niu opened his mouth fiercely and hesitated for a moment: "My arm is injured, it is not suitable to continue the game, and I want to call the police, this is no longer within the scope of the competition, but a crime!"

The referee didn't listen to his explanation and raised his hand: "Ten..."

Start the countdown.

"Nine..."

Shang Yang's breathing began to get heavier, adjusting his state, even if as long as no one saw it now, he would lie down immediately, and he was ready to continue.

"Eight..."

Tie Niu gritted his teeth fiercely, took a tentative step forward, and looked down at his arm, the pain could be endured, the wound was shocking, it didn't hurt the vital point, but the skin was already open.

"Seven... Six... Five..."

"I'm asking for a suspension of the game!"

Iron Bull shouted stubbornly.

"The application is rejected ... Four!"

The referee yelled almost impersonally.

"Three..."

Only the referee's voice lingered in the entire ring.

"Two..."

Tie Niu re-met the audience's gaze, the eyes that looked at everyone, there seemed to be some strangeness in those eyes, standing in place helplessly, going on stage for his own dignity, not going on stage for his own life.

"One..."

The referee ended up with a hoarse roar.

The space was shaken to the upheaval.

No miracles happened, and the Iron Bull was still standing in place.

"I declare that the blue side wins!"

The referee turned around, raised Shang Yang's arm, and raised his arm in a shout.

There was still silence in the ring, no one protested that it was a black whistle, and no one cheered for Shang Yang's victory, but a delicate balance was reached, they were no longer fans of Iron Bull, and they no longer squeezed Shang Yang, like strange spectators.

At this time.

Just look at a red figure wearing a cheongsam, walking out of place to the boxing ring, holding a tray in his hand, with a garland on the tray, he walked to the side of the boxing ring and said: "The audience presents a fool Yang... A garland of flowers!"

The sound is also out of tune with the atmosphere.

"Smack..."

I don't know who clapped his hands.

"Bang Bang..."

Someone clapped their hands along with it.

"Bang Bang..."

The applause came together, swarmed, and in just a few seconds, it began to break the waves.

There was still no shouting, no cheering, but the applause was thunderous.

At this moment, Shang Yang saw a lot.

In the top row, Zheng Hai twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely.

Ge Zhong, who had just walked down, stopped.

and Chen Yutong cried with joy on the side of the ring.

There is Li Nian who turned his head and looked at his husband's eyes in worship.

There are strange eyes of the boxers who just fought in the audience.

And those viewers who see themselves in their eyes as if they are not so hostile, will they know themselves from this moment?

Shang Yang bathed in applause, slowly opened his arms, closed his eyes and raised his head, and suddenly felt that there was something called "recognition" that was precious, it turned out that being beaten was not only sore, but also like a spring breeze...

Tie Niu looked at Shang Yang's figure and stomped his feet angrily: "I'm going to call the police... I'm going to call the police..."

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