In the stands next to the stadium, 20,000 spectators were silent, staring at the smoke, not expecting the final result of the game to be so tragic.

The strong shock wave destroyed not only the drone in mid-air, but also the twelve cameras around it, and the signal was interrupted.

"What's going on?" Hinata Sakurumi slapped her phone, her movements getting faster and more intense, and finally, she threw her phone aside and cried mournfully.

An explosion of that intensity would definitely take Wu Song's life!

The smoke gradually cleared.

Suddenly, everyone cheered.

Han Qianxue raised her head, and in her hazy teary eyes, she vaguely saw a figure not far away.

She quickly wiped away her tears and stared intently.

Wu Song stood in front of Ivan, although he was covered in dirt and looked very embarrassed, he was still standing.

Han Qianxue laughed, tears rolling down her eyes.

"Damn, you should stand up!"

Wu Song tugged at Ivan.

Ivan sat paralyzed on the ground, Wu Song's kick just now was too heavy, the kick almost made him faint, he just covered his stomach, if it wasn't for Wu Song blocking in front of him, the explosion would have killed him.

Ivan struggled to stand up, but his pale face and slumped body showed that he could no longer fight.

What's more, he knew very well in his heart that it was impossible for this embarrassed guy in front of him not to know the power of the explosion of the light cluster.

Still, he stood in front of him and protected him.

Under such circumstances, how can this fight continue?

What's more, now this guy looks like he has nothing to do, even such a violent explosion can't hurt him, and even if he continues to fight, he won't have any chance of winning.

"I'm losing!" Ivan straightened up and lowered his head to Wu Song.

Yes, he is the ruler of the underworld with blood on his hands, but he still has the blood of a warrior in his veins.

Wu Song stretched out his hand to him.

Ivan was stunned and stretched out his hand to shake him.

A warm current entered his body, slowly flowing to his injured lower abdomen, the sharp pain quickly began to dissipate, and his involuntarily rickeled body straightened.

He looked at Wu Song in surprise, not understanding why he did this.

Wu Song squeezed his eyes at him.

"You're the Tsar, you have to have some face in front of so many people, right?"

"However, since you admit defeat, then I want you to accept my request!"

"You say!" Ivan is also a man, he didn't think about it, and immediately agreed.

"I want to ask you to promise to restrain your subordinates as much as possible, so that they don't come to Longhua Kingdom to make trouble!"

Wu Song's expression looked very serious.

"Although I'm not a tsar, I don't mind killing some guys who dare to come to Longhua to make trouble!"

Ivan thought for a moment, then replied with a wry smile: "In order to fulfill your request, it seems that I have to return to the underground world again." ”

"A tsar hiding in Siberia has no deterrent. ”

"Thank you!" Wu Song looked at him with sincere eyes, and shook his hands with him: "Stay in Longhua Country for a few more days, I will invite you to drink!"

"Haha!" Ivan laughed, and the little gloom in his heart dissipated, and he nodded vigorously.

"Okay, since you're so enthusiastic, you're welcome!"

The two of them glanced at each other, their eyes full of sympathy.

The two parted and walked back in the direction they had come from.

In the stands, the old man Mark looked at Jessica blankly.

"That's it?"

"Who the hell wins this?"

"That Longhua country...... Oh, Wu Song, Wu Song won!" Jessica no longer had the slightest contempt for Wu Song in her heart.

Whether it is kung fu or character, she feels sincerely admired.

The reason is simple.

Tsar Ivan is not a good gentleman, and if he wins, he will never let his opponent leave in a good way.

You know, even in the ring of regular competitions, Ivan is known for his ferocity.

Those who fought him could only escape his merciless blows unless they fell, or begged for mercy.

She could see very clearly that after Ivan suffered a blow from Wu Song, the light cluster in his hand would fall to the ground uncontrollably.

In other words, Wu Song's blow must have been heavy, otherwise Ivan would definitely not let the light group get out.

And Ivan was stiff when he first stood up, and then quickly became normal, what happened in the meantime, although she didn't know very well, but undoubtedly, it must have something to do with Wu Song.

Thinking of the scene when the explosion just happened, Wu Song desperately blocked in front of Ivan, from which it can be concluded that this Longhua native has the unique "martial virtue" of the country's warriors!

"So, the object of our empress's affection is no longer Ivan, but this Longhua countryman?"

A middle-aged Adequacy quipped.

"That's up to him if he's capable of beating me!" Jessica replied noncommittally, her eyes chasing Wu Song's figure.

"I'm looking forward to fighting him!"

In the lounge of the gymnasium, many people surrounded Wu Song, constantly congratulating him on defeating Ivan.

Wu Song smiled and thanked him repeatedly.

All the beauties happily surrounded him and got into the car, and when they arrived at Zhong's house, Tang Xue was still shouting where to have a meal to celebrate.

"Are you really okay?" Han Qianxue still had lingering palpitations about the violent explosion, she didn't believe that Wu Song would be unharmed in the center of the explosion, and now that there were no outsiders around, she could finally ask questions.

Wu Song replied with a smile: "If I say something without you, you will definitely not believe it......"

A wisp of blood ran down the corner of his mouth.

The beauties were shocked and hurriedly wiped for him.

"Alas, after all, it's still a human being, flesh and blood, how can you stop such an explosion......"

Wu Song's face was pale, he could no longer support his body, and fell softly into Zhong Qian's arms.

Two days later, Wu Song recovered most of his body and was finally able to get out of bed.

Tsar Ivan was not a vain man after all, and the fighting spirit he had condensed with all his might was not so easy to resist.

At that time, in order to protect him, Wu Song couldn't make effective protection at all, so he was so seriously injured.

When Zhong Qian asked him why he risked his life to protect an opponent, Wu Song let out a long sigh.

"Who wants to protect him, do I have a relationship with him?"

"However, a living tsar is useful, if he dies, needless to say, there will definitely be a mess on the Russian and Mao side, if the moldy guy inserts another leg, won't our Longhua country become a mess?"

Zhong Qian nodded.

Wu Song continued: "Although Ivan is the boss of the underground world, he can be regarded as a man, and now it seems that I did the right thing to keep him from dying." ”

The two were chatting when Han Qianxue called.

After inquiring about his injuries, she said that Ivan had just called and asked Wu Song when he invited him to drink, otherwise he would have to return to China.

"Qianxue, please tell him, I'll invite him to drink tonight, you can decide the location, and I'll prepare the dishes and wine!"

"What's the matter, these guys who like to nibble on bread and eat cured meat, I want them to see the real food of Longhua Kingdom!"

He hung up the phone and said to Zhong Qian with a bitter face.

"Qianqian, look at your husband, he worked hard with someone two days ago, his injuries have not healed yet, and he has to drink with others, alas, I work so hard, everything I do is for you!"

He smiled at Zhong Qian: "Qianqian, we haven't been intimate for a long time, you see, ...... tonight"

Zhong Qian was startled, and glared at him angrily: "You yourself said that your injuries are not healed, and you still have the heart to think about this, don't you want to die?"

Wu Song approached her and whispered, "I'm lying down, you ...... on it"

Zhong Qian glared at him with a blushing face.

Seeing that she had no objection, Wu Song smiled proudly.

A private clubhouse.

In the spacious private room, Ivan and his girlfriend Yelena, Wu Song, Han Qianxue and Zhong Qian, five people sat in groups.

Ivan's demeanor was very relaxed, and he talked and laughed with Wu Song.

Yelena, Zhong Qian, and Han Qianxue also chatted very speculatively, and the three beautiful women got together to talk about maintenance and international fashion trends, and the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious.

After a while, the waiter began to serve the food.

Not much to say about the other dishes, when the two waiters carried a large plate of beef and roast potatoes and put them in front of Ivan and Yelena, Wu Song was very satisfied to see their surprised expressions.

The beef was slightly charred, and as soon as it was brought to the house, a burst of rich aroma filled the room, and the smell of various ingredients such as pepper, onion, cumin, etc., even Ivan and Elena, who were accustomed to barbecue meat, were appetizing.

Wu Song personally took a knife and cut off a piece and put it in front of Elena, and then cut a large piece and put it on Ivan's plate.

Ivan couldn't wait to cut off a piece and put it in his mouth, his eyes widened, he swallowed the meat in his mouth, cut another piece, and then savored it.

Wu Song smiled secretly in his heart, he pretended not to see it, took two bottles of wine without a trademark from the cabinet next to him, and put one bottle in front of each of the two people.

Maozi are all good drinkers, and Ivan is no exception.

Especially in recent years, in Siberia, where he can freeze people's eggs, he needs spirits to keep out the cold.

He looked at the wine in front of him, and then turned his head to look at Wu Song, with an inquiry in his eyes.

"Come on, come on, I don't usually drink this wine, let's taste it first!"

Wu Song unscrewed the cap of the bottle as he spoke, and a strong smell of alcohol suddenly came out, and Zhong Qian, who was sitting next to him, even sneezed.

Ivan smelled the smell of wine, and without saying a word, he poured the wine glass in front of him to the brim—the glass for drinking tea that Wu Song specially instructed the waiter to prepare—his nose first leaned up and sniffed deeply, and then closed his eyes intoxicated.

As soon as Wu Song raised his wine glass, Ivan couldn't wait to take a sip, followed by a strange scream, and saw his face blush.

The people in the room laughed when they looked at him.