This sudden scene made everyone unimaginable.

In their eyes, Lao Hei's fist was an incomparably strong existence, the explosive muscles contained in his arm, and the bulging blood vessels of his clenched fist were undoubtedly not to show that this person's terrifying power could not be provoked. But they didn't know that Shang Yang's resistance to beating was practiced by how many sticks he had knocked behind him, how many wine bottles had been smashed on his head, and how many times he had been punched and kicked in the middle.

Being beaten is not necessarily worth showing off.

Resist beating, who says it's not a skill?

Shang Yang stood up again, just opposite Lao Hei, and continued to do a defensive posture with his forearms in front of him and his stomach bent as much as possible, except for a punch from Lao Hei in the previous quarters, he didn't make a move at all, except for holding his head and squatting down to be beaten, that is, running around the field, which was also the main reason why Mr. Ge let the game end quickly.

"This guy... Do you want to die?"

"This fool is known for his resistance to beating?"

"It's really not very good in the brain, old black, keep moving, don't stand!"

There was another roar from the audience, but it wasn't so pure.

"Rubbish!"

All kinds of eyes have narrowed into a slit, and he scolded resentfully.

"Little... Xiao Shang?"

Uncle Zhou was completely stunned.

But if you want to say that the most excited person in the field is not an outsider, but Lao Hei in the middle! He knows better than anyone else how much physical strength he has left, and he also knows the strength just now, how can he stand up? Why can he still stand up? In his heart, he slowly climbed up and panicked.

This panic can't be seen from a distance, but Shang Yang, who is closest to him, can see it very clearly, he knows that this kind of expression of a person, even the most professional actor, can not be performed so vividly.

Suddenly, I saw him take a step back, then put his arm down, no longer defensive, not trembling and dodging, but standing in place, glaring at Lao Hei, in full view of everyone, in a poignant light just now, raised his fist, followed the example of Lao Hei, and aimed at himself to knock down.

"Bang bang bang..."

Three times in a row.

At the same time, the mouth shouted: "Come on, hit me, hit me!"

The voice is no longer as angry as just now, nor is it such a fearless provocation, but it is like a bell, shouting with confidence, and the shouts spread to every corner of the boxing ring, buzzing in the ears of the shocking people.

"You are..."

Lao Zhou's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Smack..."

The cigarette in Mr. Ge's hand on the second floor was suddenly adjusted to the ground.

Brother Xiong was shocked: "This family is so beaten?"

In the field.

Lao Hei's body couldn't stop trembling, three points were shocked, three points were the prostration of the body after excessive exertion, and the remaining four points were completely angry, because he felt that the eyes from all sides seemed to be not as friendly and adoring as just now, and some were just waiting and a trace of hatred Iron is not steel, even if he was knocked down and knocked out before, he had never been so angry, but today, he completely realized it.

In an instant, his eyes were already full of bloodshots, and his eyeballs couldn't wait to pop out.

"You... You!"

With that, the offensive began again.

And Shang Yang, readjusting his spirit to the most rigorous moment, just now he had already felt that the strength of Lao Hei's fist was not as strong as before, and even the speed was dropping dramatically, he was confident that even if he didn't defend, he wouldn't be knocked down!

This time he didn't hide, but met him.

Seeing his steps, the boxing ring suddenly erupted into a "huh" sound, which was very different from before, before it was a little ridicule, but now it was all surprised!

"Bang!"

Lao Hei's fist smashed over again, accurately smashing on Shang Yang's face, and the latter just tilted his head, and then turned his head suddenly, a cold light burst out of his eyes, and he also picked up his fist and hit it with all his strength.

"Bang!"

The voice is not weaker than Lao Hei's strength at all.

As for Lao Hei, his body involuntarily moved slightly to the side.

"Come again, hit me!"

Shang Yang stepped sideways and roared like thunder.

He didn't throw a fist, just waited with angry eyes.

"Bang..."

Lao Hei felt a sense of humiliation and gritted his teeth.

Shang Yang tilted his head again, turned his head and threw a punch.

"Bang..."

It just hit the old black in the face.

"Come again!"

"Bang Bang"

"Come again!"

"Bang Bang"

"Come again!"

"Thirteen..."

"Fourteen..."

The two people in the boxing ring, you punch me and I punch, caught in the most primitive fight, no rules, no routines, no earth-shattering, only fists to the flesh, you come and I never get tired of it, the figure that is not worthy of being called a boxer at all, at this time he stood extremely straight, the fortitude in his eyes burst out, so that anyone was sideways, the audience was no longer simply cheering for anyone, and no one said that the fool Yang was a monkey, and the highly unified mouth counted the number of times the two of them fought against each other, and they never got tired of it...

"Sixteen..."

"Seventeen..."

"It's... This!"

On the second floor, Mr. Ge's face was mixed, so complicated that it was difficult to describe in words, at first he just gave Lao Zhou a face and asked him to find someone to replace him, and then when he came on the field, he found that Shang Yang was not capable at all, and he regretted it a little, and finally saw that the figure would only run away, and he was so angry that he ordered to solve it quickly, and now, that guy is actually like a phoenix, and he has been beaten and then stood up again.

Of course, this is not enough to make Mr. Ge, who can be said to have seen strong winds and waves, feel his heart beating wildly.

The most important thing is that anyone can clearly feel that the audience count is based on Shang Yang's fist swing movements, that is to say, he alone mobilized the atmosphere of the entire audience, which is too unbelievable, you know, in the past, it was extremely noisy, all kinds of voices were intertwined, and it was difficult to concentrate and unify...

Three hundred spectators shouted at the same time.

This kind of scene is rare in the boxing ring.

Brother Xiong behind him looked at the audience with a heavy face: "If Lao Hei fights normally, he can't help but lose, he is too light on the enemy, and he gives up all the rules after being provoked, which is a big taboo for an athlete, once his physical strength is overdrawn, the fatigue is more violent than that of ordinary people, and he is composed of solving the enemy in the previous few sections, the longer it drags on, the less good it is for him, and now, he seems to be declining..."

"Come... Come again!"

Shang Yang was also out of breath, his physical strength had dropped by at least half, but, compared to the old black in front of him, it was enough, his pace was firm, step by step, one eye was beaten by Zhou Fei, and now, the wound on his head yesterday was opened again, his nose, mouth, and blood were everywhere, and his whole face was no longer clear.

But the black and white eyes were as firm as ever.

"What father and son marry a wife together, raise your hand and throw him out, look at him again, he is old enough to be your father, how can you open your mouth to humiliate?"

Lao Hei's breathing became more and more rapid, his eyes had begun to white, and he closed his eyes from time to time and stepped back step by step.

The brain is already severely deprived of oxygen!

His figure of Shang Yang looked more like a delicate girl being forced back by a strong man with baring fangs.

This time, Lao Hei is a delicate girl!

"Come, stand up straight, don't hide, let me see how you guide!"

Shang Yang approached again.

"Hmm..."

Lao Hei's backward body suddenly stopped, not that something big happened, but leaning on the belt, there was no way to retreat, at this moment, his heart suddenly cooled, and there was a faint feeling of despair mixed with grievances, he was a professional boxer, and he actually lost to a nameless boy in the boxing ring, how to continue in the future?

"Boy... You have to think clearly about the consequences, if we make our company embarrassed..."

The coaches in the audience couldn't help but speak, although it was only a very small reminder, but it was enough for Shang Yang to hear, the coach had a hideous face, he also thought that there would be no risk today, but he never expected that it would be the current situation, if Lao Hei was defeated, he would lose not only his personal face, but also the company's face!

"The thing I hate most in my life is threats!

Shang Yang's face became a little angrier.

Chen Yutong was right, Shang Yang in the day really didn't want to change any state of life, not for anything else, just to prevent his mother, who had raised him alone for more than 20 years, from having any suspicions, so that she could rest assured, but at night, when Zhao Suxian was asleep, the woman broke into his house and threatened, and the wind and rain that his mother had suffered for so many years were reflected in his mind all the time.

To change.

Powerless to change.

Then try to change!

"You..."

The coach was glared at him.

"Yes, that's me!"

Shang Yang said, rushed forward quickly, and hit Lao Hei, who was already supported by a little will.

"Bang..."

This punch is heavier than any of the previous punches, plus the power of two steps to run, just look at the fist falling on the forearm of Lao Hei's defense, the arm that carries fruit all year round, how can it be as weak as before?

With just one punch, I saw Lao Hei's body leaning back, leaning on the belt, completing an arc of the belt, and then bouncing his body back.

Shang Yang stood in front of him and saw his body bounce back.

"Bang..."

One punch again.

This time, I saw that Lao Hei's arms were hanging down weakly, and it was obvious that the person was about to faint.

But Shang Yang didn't stop, and when he saw others bounce back, he continued to swing his fist.

"Bang..."

A punch slammed into the door.

In an instant, Lao Hei's nosebleed, his legs were weak, and he was about to fall.

Where can Shang Yang make him fall, he stepped forward quickly, pressed his chin with one hand, and continued to bombard the door with the other fist, if he would never be so angry in normal times, the reason why he can be so simple is very simple, he saw a trace of beauty in Lao Zhou's body, and Lao Hei insulted him...

Seeing this, the coach in the audience angrily slapped the floor around the ring and yelled, "Stop... Stop it... The referee, he fouled, fouled..."

The referee is also the first time to see such a boxing, to be precise, not boxing, but also fighting, this stage just provides them with a place to solve their personal feuds, shocking!

The referee turned a deaf ear to the coach's shouts.

Because just now, Mr. Ge's voice came from the earphones: "Don't care..."

"Bang!"

Shang Yang's last punch finally came out, and Lao Hei had fallen beyond recognition, Shang Yang took two steps back, raised his head, met the light above his head, closed his eyes, he was almost unsteady on his feet...

At this time, I don't know who in the audience shouted: "Fool Yang... Fool Young!"

Then, someone yelled "Fool Yang, fool Yang!"

In the end, the entire audience in the stadium stood up and shouted "Fool Yang..."

He roared heartbreakingly, and all eyes were fixed on the not-so-wide figure.

Uncle Zhou on the side saw the figure on the stage, his heart surged, he was next to him, Shang Yang listened to all the questions of Lao Hei, he thought that he was not a heartless person, but he never thought that spending two thousand yuan could make people desperately stand up for themselves, and he has been ridiculed in the boxing arena for the past two years, today.

No.

At this moment, he actually had a feeling of straightening his waist, looking at this figure, he raised the sleeves of the suit that he had worn for more than thirty years, and wiped the overflowing tears.

Shang Yang, on the other hand, still had his eyes closed.

Listening to the tidal shouts in his ears, he didn't know why, even if he didn't open his eyes, he knew that the lights above his head were extraordinarily gorgeous.