Munich.

Munich Stadium.

The scene of the match between Dort and Munich.

The stadium, which can accommodate 50,000 people, is packed.

Zahavi, a tall and majestic man, was sitting in a corner seat, eating a burger while enjoying the excitement of the game.

"Okay, damn Lewandowski, what are you doing?!Did you have your foot on a banana peel? you can't even kick that ball!" Zahavi grumbled.

Well?

Suddenly, a man stood in front of him.

"Hello! I'm sorry, please give way, it's my seat!" the man was of average height, with an oriental face, and a hint of command in his tone.

"Huh?" Zahavi was stunned, then glanced at the other party, "I'm sorry, sir, this is my seat." ”

"Of course I do!" the man smiled, "But it's mine now!"

What the?!

Fark !!

This is clearly finding fault!

And!

Still a short Oriental!

Falk Oil!

Anshowl!

It's like looking for death!

Rise!

Zahavi stood up, more than half a head taller than his opponent, and he was wide and fat, and his imposing momentum was imposing.

The people watching the game around didn't know why these two people were angry at each other, but when they saw that someone wanted to fight, they immediately became excited.

To know!

In Europa, whether ancient, medieval, modern or modern, the most exciting and interesting activity for men is fighting.

It's something you are born with in your blood.

And for the audience, their favorite show is also the battle.

Because only by fighting can blood be brought!

Because only gore can bring real thrills!

Because only real stimulation can make them feel alive and real!

Because only when you live a real life can you make people feel that life is meaningful!

But!

There are too few battle scenes in this era now!

Boxing?fighting?

All right!

This kind of battle is exciting!

But!

There is absolutely no more exciting battle without rules!

So!

Whenever there's a real battle in public, it's a bloody blockbuster that is broadcast live!

It will attract the attention of almost all audiences!

It's just that!

Right now!

The upcoming battle between a tall and sturdy Westerner and an Oriental of average stature is less attractive.

There is no doubt that a battle that has already known the outcome is like watching a movie and already knowing the result, which naturally reduces a lot.

Even!

There is also a possibility that the Orientals are lying on the ground and begging for mercy, so that a battle cannot be fought at all.

However, even so, the crowd cheered loudly.

"Haha! A little mouse from the East dares to stand there and provoke the great Germains, it's like looking for death! Stupid fool, do you think you're Bruce Lee?!"

"OMG! It's a Titan-Dwarf fight, okay, that's interesting, isn't it? Now somebody told me, how many punches did the Titans knock him out?"

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, I think the game has begun, now tell me, are you going to buy the giant win, or the little mouse win, or the draw?"

"Bastard, sit down, stupid Paul! There is no point in betting on the outcome of this gamble, we should be betting on the pigs of the East, when will we kneel down and beg for mercy!"

……

Under the clamor of the crowd, Zahavi straightened his chest again, and looked at the Orientals with a deep sense of disdain.

It's as if he can pinch the villain in front of him with a slight lift of his hand.

It's just that!

The corners of the oriental's mouth were slightly upturned, and his face relaxed, without the slightest hint of fear at all.

"Okay, little man, if you kneel for me now and ask for my forgiveness!" Zahavi grinned, "but you'd better kiss my sneakers to show your gratitude!"

"I'll say it again! Now! This seat is mine! You! Fuck off!" The corners of the Oriental man's mouth curled in a wicked arc, and he took a half step back, leaning sideways to stare at the other party.

Aha!

Bastard!

Is this scared?

As soon as Zahavi saw the opponent retreating, he immediately felt happy, and then stepped forward and blasted out with a left hook.

Sou!

Powerful and sinking!

Domineering to the extreme!

It's just that!

What surprised him was that this hard punch was blasted out, fast and fast, and it should have been able to hit the target, but it missed.

Fack!

What about people?

What a speed!

Syllable!

Someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Zahavi turned around suddenly!

It's just that!

There is no one behind it!

Syllable!

His ass was spanked again, making a crisp sound.

Swish!

Zahavi turned around again, and there was still no one!

Hiss!

All those who watched the battle gasped as they looked in Zahavi's direction.

The Orientals are too fast!

It's like a gust of wind!

Stupid big guy is too stupid!

Turn around like a pig!

"Let you make three moves!" The Oriental suddenly came to Zahavi slowly from behind, and the corners of his mouth curled, "You are too slow! Just like the big fat pig raised in Bavaria! Okay! If you kneel on the ground now and kiss my feet, I can make you three more moves!"

Falk Oil!

Zahavi scolded angrily, and before the other man could finish speaking, he lunged forward again.

Bang!

A big foot in cloth shoes kicked Zahavi in the mouth.

Crash!

Saliva, broken teeth, and blood rushed out of his mouth at once.

Followed by!

Click!

Zahavi's left knee bent forward thirty degrees.

Click!

Zahavi's right knee bent forward forty degrees.

The Oriental flicked his right hand on his nose, then flicked the upper of his shoe lightly, and let out a low growl from his mouth.

Click!

Thump!

Zahavi screamed and fell to his knees.

It's just that!

There is something wrong with the kneeling posture.

When a normal person kneels, the face is facing in which direction he kneels.

But!

Zahavi was obviously kneeling behind his back, but his face was facing the eastern man.

Spooky!

Rumble!

Those spectators around exploded all at once.

The gaze of the man looking at the east was full of disbelief.

And also!

Fear from the bottom of my heart!

Nima!

A person who can kick out such a kneeling position with two feet is definitely not a simple person.

"This can't be! How can this be?! So fast! So powerful!"

"Is this a sci-fi movie? Is he The Flash? Or is it Batman?"

"He's Bruce!OMG!What's going on?Bruce Lee is back!"

……

(End of chapter)