Chapter 164: 3 Seconds!

Beeson, Beeson, Beeson!"

"Michael Beeson!"

Seeing Bison slowly stand up from under the ring, everyone shouted loudly.

It's just that he always wears a cloak, which looks very mysterious.

He was not in a hurry, so he kept standing and listening to the shouts of the crowd......

This sound lasted for a long, long time, and then Michael Bisson suddenly took off his cloak and revealed his true face.

On the opposite side, is Bison's opponent, a man in red shorts.

Rafal Ferrero.

"The Red Killing Machine is finally on the scene! I don't know which one is better, he or Bison!"

"I think Bisson must be very good, but this Ferreiro is not a vegetarian, he has won 50 consecutive games before!"

"yes, it's also 50 kills in a row, it's so enjoyable, I feel like he's going to be able to hold up three rounds under Bison today. ”

"I feel like I can play four rounds. ”

A group of gamblers chatted with interest and placed bets at the same time, but today, the vast majority of people generally bet that Varero can survive 4 rounds.

The 4 rounds are the total number of rounds in the underground boxing tournament, each round is 3 minutes, and the total fight is 12 minutes.

Obviously, underground fights have a much smaller number of rounds than real fights, because they are much more intense.

Moreover, there are actually very bold gamblers who bet on Varero to win.

The reason is very simple, because Farero's leg skills are too terrible, like Marcus, the king of the underground boxing world back then.

Marcus had a terrifying 167-1 record of 168 fights, 114 of which were kills, and his best move was to blow his opponent's head with his powerful whip kicks.

However, in his prime, he suddenly fell and was killed by his last opponent with the same move.

Today's Ferreiro is very similar to Marcus back then, but more ferocious, many people call him Little Marcus, or Little Shagat, after all, the legendary mercenary Shagat is also known for his leg skills.

When Varero took off his cloak and walked into the ring, he also won cheers, and he glanced at Bison opposite him with disdain, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "Trash." ”

Bison heard the other party's provocation, but he didn't think so, he didn't even bother to look at the other party, he just silently put on his mouth guard and put on his finger covers.

In this kind of competition, the players are not wearing boxing gloves, because boxing gloves cannot make the game more exciting, and the competition pursues the excitement of death, after all, this is the dark underground world.

Jiang Feng also bet, but unlike ordinary people, he bet on Farero to be killed within 10 seconds.

Lin Jing also made a bet.

The two of them didn't bet much, just a few kilometers of knives, but they made the gamblers on the side scoff.

"Boy, are you kidding, this match will definitely hold out for 4 rounds!"

"Yes, this game must be won by Bison, but Bison doesn't have that much chance of winning against Farero! You and your woman are still too tender!"

Jiang Feng and Lin Jing just laughed and didn't say anything.

......

"No attacking the lower body, no teeth used, keep your distance, okay, get ready, start the game right away!" the referee called the two men and announced the simple rules.

At this time, Bison stretched out his fist, and the other party lazily touched his fist with him, and made another provocative move:"

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You're dead. ”

"You ......," Bison said lightly, "I won't live for 10 seconds, is the will written?"

Farrero just smiled coldly and ignored Bison.

Farrero is a young and vigorous man, before entering this industry, he used to be a mercenary of a large organization, strong, known for a pair of iron legs, because there are too few mercenaries, and the organization has uneven profits, so he left the organization and came to the underground world, and just became a professional black market fighter, he set a record of 50 consecutive wins, which has become his proud capital.

Today's match is a battle for his name, as long as he defeats Bison, he can become the new king of the underground world.

Ferrero walked to a corner of the venue with great momentum, and even chatted excitedly with his die-hard fans.

"Dang Dang!" the gong sounded and the game began!

Farrero quickly turned around and met Bison with angry eyes.

Bison was still calm, and surprisingly calm, he just stared at the other in silence, but his hands were raised high in the air, showing an eerie angle......

The left hand, which is used to defend and test the attack, is in front, but the right hand is a little further back than usual, and no one knows what he is going to do.

Nicknamed Lightning, Varero is a master who likes to take people's lives in a short period of time, and does not like to fight long battles, not because Varero does not have enough physical strength to support four rounds, but because he finds it annoying.

On the contrary, Bison likes to fight long battles, not because of his good physical strength, but because he likes to play with his opponents and please the audience.

The styles of the two men are diametrically opposed.

At this time, Farrero did not hesitate to attack, he jumped up, his left leg dangled to attack, and the right leg that he relied on to become famous was already ready, like a tense spring, ready to launch a deadly attack on Bison at any time!

But at this moment, Bison stretched out his left hand and grabbed the opponent's left leg of the false attack, and then stretched out his right hand and blasted directly towards the opponent's right leg!

"Look for death!"

Valeiro smiled coldly, and all the opponents who did so in the previous 50 fights ended in death.

As the saying goes, the arm can't reach the thigh, and no matter how hard the arms of those fighters are, they can't escape the fate of being kicked to death by Varero, which is already a script written by Varero a long time ago.

And this time, when Farero's heavy legs swept down, it already felt that Bisson would not be able to support it.

But he also saw Bison's two surprisingly thick arms, which were even thicker than his thighs!

But what's the use of that? Farero sneered, not taking Bison seriously at all.

For a moment, the heaviest fist and the most iron leg in the underground world collided violently!

"Click!"

A voice that many spectators were accustomed to came out......

Then, something even more unbelievable happened.

Farello's famous right leg was actually shattered by Bison!

And in the next second, Bison didn't give Varero a chance to pain, he once again carried enough strength, rushed up and threw a heavy punch, straight to Farero's skull......

In the blink of an eye, the arrogant Farrero fell to the ground......

"3, 3 seconds ......" A die-hard fan who followed Bison throughout the whole process looked at the stopwatch and said dumbfounded, he didn't expect the game to be ended by Bison so quickly, let alone that Farero would die so quickly and so tragically.

With the field staff

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The player carried Farero's body out and swept the ground, only to let out a thunderous shout from the sidelines, and for a while, Bison became the darling of the field again.

"Who else !!" Bison, who had been low-key for a whole moment, suddenly raised his head and roared angrily, at this moment, the amazing scar at the corner of his right eye looked even more hideous.

There seemed to be no response off the court, and Bison was particularly terrifying today, shocking all of them, and many of them didn't even dare to look at Bison's unsettling eyes.

This is the scariest thing about Michael Beeson.

"Who else !!" Beason yelled again, once again sending the outside of the field into a high tide.

However, no one responded, and even some of the people who wanted to challenge Bisson have already withdrawn!

You don't need to beat Bison, as long as you can withstand Bisson on the court for 30 seconds, you can get a bonus of 100 million meters, which is Bison's after-game show, but unfortunately, since Bison began to set up this program, no one has been able to beat him.

"Who else !!" Beason shouted one last time, which is also his rule, as long as there is no response after this call, then he will rest and enjoy his good life after the game, when the beauty and wine are endless.

At this time, after Jiang Feng exchanged a check worth 300,000 meters from the place where he bet, he handed the check to Lin Jing, and then jumped into the stands.

Bisen was slightly stunned, he didn't even see how Jiang Feng jumped up.

However, he saw Jiang Feng's appearance clearly.

He's Asian.

Bison admired a great man in Huaxia the most, and even regarded him as a spiritual totem in his heart, seeing Jiang Feng at this moment, Bisen suddenly showed a smile: "Huaxia people?"

Jiang Feng nodded.

"I like Huaxia, but ...... I'm not going to give you a chance. Bison said lightly, "In 30 seconds, if you beat me, I will give you 100 million meters, which is enough for you to live happily for the rest of your life." ”

"Remnant?"

"Yes, a lifetime of disability. "Young man, do you think you can survive these 30 seconds without any flaws under me?"

"No, I think it's a miracle that you can get through those 30 seconds. Jiang Feng said, "However, I can only give 300,000 meters of knife, which I just won the bet." ”

"Huh?" Seeing Lin Jing waving a check for 300,000 meters at himself on the side of the ring, Bisen laughed, "You're really looking for death!"

Everyone around laughed until they cried.

"Who is this fool, is he here to die?"

"300,000 meters, are you kidding?"

"I see that he is in a hurry to die!"

Hearing everyone's discussion, Bison smiled heartlessly, and immediately waved his hand.

The referee understood and immediately waved his hand, and for a while, the gong sounded.

Bison turned around in the next second and hit Jiang Feng head-on!

This heavy punch sank vigorously, heading straight for Jiang Feng's head!

Indeed, Bisen is full of longing for the mysterious Huaxia Continent, but Bisen has no longing for his opponent, only endless madness!

Not to mention that everyone was holding their breath, even Lin Jing was a little surprised, because she had never felt such a fierce fist style, even Murong Sheng, who was famous for his heavy punches, didn't seem to have such a fierce strength!

Seeing that this circle was about to hit Jiang Feng's head, Jiang Feng suddenly opened his arm and slapped him...... Catch the opponent's punch!

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