A dilapidated building in the Lingnan New District is dead silent at night, with dim street lamps stretching people out, graffiti on the walls, and discarded bricks and steel spirits everywhere. The only people who come here most often are those who come from other places to collect scrap!

At half past seven in the evening, the city's starry sky is lit up with neon, and everywhere is the hustle and bustle of traffic and pedestrians. And this place seems to be an orphan of the city, it looks extremely deserted, and even the colors have become much darker here, giving people more cold tones.

Inside the building, six cars drove in an open area, each with a price of more than 400,000 yuan. The six cars were in a circle, the headlights were all on, and the group was talking together, and the smoke was filled. These people are all fanatical black boxers, and they have no other purpose here today, which is to witness who is the well-deserved black boxing king in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Tomorrow, they will spread everything that happened today and become a good story.

A burly man with a very strong man, who was 1.9 meters tall, looked anxiously at the exit with a cigarette in his mouth.

This man is Da Hong, who helped Li Xiaomeng arrange tonight's boxing match, and is well-known in the black boxing world in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The majestic and burly figure, the muscles of the upper body are all bulging, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Da Hong, he won't let me go with pigeons, will he?" asked a young man with a peaked cap who walked up to Da Hong and put his arm on Da Hong's shoulder.

Da Hong Chong, a young man in camouflage uniform and no less tall than himself, nodded: "Don't worry, he will definitely come!"

The young man in camouflage uniformed smiled with satisfaction, walked to the side of his Hummer SUV hanging on the Beijing V, took off his cap, and revealed his head, which was a little too square.

He is the madman Sen, one of the anti-Ding figures in the black boxing world. The debut time is not short, rare defeats, known for his crazy fighting style and strong ability to carry blows, except for one person in the black boxing world in today's southeastern provinces, they have all surrendered under his iron fist.

Just when seven or eight of them were anxiously waiting in the unfinished building, a black-clothed man walked over slowly, and everyone couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but the music could see the walking posture, bumpy and upside down, as if he was disabled.

When the dark shadow approached, everyone present couldn't help but be silent, and their eyes became fanatical.

It's him!

His face was painted with a strange face that he couldn't name, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a bloodthirsty demon. One foot is wasted, who else can it be but a remnant ghost!

When Da Hong saw the arrival of the remnant ghost, he immediately ran up excitedly: "Brother remnant ghost, you are really here!"

The remnant shrugged his shoulders, pointed to his watch and said, "Eight o'clock, just right!"

The remnant arrived on time, and the most excited thing was undoubtedly the flat-headed soldier who came in a military vehicle. Turning around and smiling at the remnant, the madman pulled out a rucksack from the back seat of the Humvee, and threw it in the middle of the circle surrounded by the six cars.

"Remnant, I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

The bag contained a full 700,000 yuan, and the bag fell to the ground and splashed a puff of dust, and the madman Sen gritted his teeth and tore off the white vest on his upper body, revealing well-defined bronze muscles, standing proudly in the middle of the circle.

The remnant ghost patted Da Hong on the shoulder and walked over one by one.

"For the sake of the money, I'm here!" the remnant didn't take off his clothes, and stood opposite the madman.

Madman Sen didn't say much, kicked the canvas bag under his feet, and frantically attacked the remnant ghost. The myths of the two black boxing worlds were finally able to fight, and the offensive was extremely fierce.

The two people are intertwined and extremely fast. The fists rained out like frantically, and the popping sound was clearly audible. Maniac Sen is a master who has been honed by the troops, with fast speed, strong explosiveness, and heavy fists. forced the remnant ghost to retreat again and again, and sometimes slashed at the remnant ghost's body.

While the remnant ghost retreated, the square inch under his feet was not chaotic at all, and the rapid support made most of the strength of the madman Sen, and at the same time kept counterattacking. The scuffle was all over the place, and it was very exciting.

The onlookers couldn't help but widen their eyes and cheer again and again.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, the madman stopped, and pulled out an iron fist horizontally and hit the remnant ghost's ribs. I saw that on the side of the remnant ghost's body, he pressed down with both hands and clamped down on Madman Sen's fist, and slammed his head into Madman Sen's head with a slam of his head, knocking Madman Sen into a mess.

But to the surprise of the remnant ghost, this madman Sen did not pause at all, he just held back the dizziness of his head, his left foot was the axis, and he twisted it violently, and his right leg was raised high, leaving an afterimage in the air, and smashed it on his shoulder at once.

One stumbled, and the remnant almost fell.

It's not light, but it's nothing to people who have been in the black boxing arena all year round, but the madman Sen discovered the weakness of the remnant ghost, which is the legs!

The remnant ghost fought from head to head for dozens of rounds, but he didn't use his legs, he was crippled, and his lower body was unreasonably stable, but he couldn't use his legs.

The madman spat fiercely, licked his lips, clenched his fists and pressed up again, this time he used his legs the whole time, and whipped him again and again. The leg is the longest weapon on the body, and it can burst out with a force and lethality that fists can't match.

Soon the remnant showed his disadvantage, and was kicked back by the whip leg of the madman. As soon as he was careless, he was hit in the face by a side kick, and the whole person fell out sideways, with a salty mouth and a large mouthful of blood.

"Not good!" Da Hong, the only one who could be regarded as a friend of the remnant ghost, couldn't help but tighten his heart and exclaimed.

Madman Sen takes advantage of the victory to pursue, and when he comes up, he will inflict a fatal blow on the opponent he is bent on defeating.

"Wait a minute!"

The remnant suddenly raised a hand and shouted.

The people present, including Madman Sen and Da Hong, were stunned, this remnant ghost was also a veteran of playing black boxing, how could he let others wait when he was at a disadvantage.

"Why wait, there's no such rule!" Madman Sen's bronzed muscles were covered with sweat, and his chest rose and fell violently, and he looked at the remnant ghost speechlessly.

The remnant stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and made an exaggerated grimace at the madman: "Damn, you really treat me as a disability." Play with your legs!"

Madman Sen stared at the remnant ghost with gloomy eyes, and sneered disdainfully: "I thought you remnant ghost was some kind of great character, but he was just a waste who hasn't drunk enough milk!"

The people present also laughed, making Dahong embarrassed. In the past, he could see a lot more in the game of the remnant ghost, but none of the opponents were as strong as the madman Sen, and the others couldn't take advantage of the remnant even if they used their legs, but now in front of the crazy guy Maniac Sen, the disadvantages of the remnant ghost's body were all exposed.

The next scene shocked everyone present, and the expressions that were originally laughing froze froze, and they all looked at each other and couldn't believe their eyes.

The remnant with his strange face in between, bent down, lifted up the hem of his trousers, and pulled out seven black iron plates from them, one by one.

It turns out that the remnant ghost is not really crippled, and the remnant who has written a 64-game undefeated record for so many years has always had an iron block tied to his right calf.

"It's not that I don't know how to use my legs, it's that Lao Tzu's legs are too heavy, and I usually don't take them out, for fear of death!" The remnant ghost's feet were slightly forked, and with a fierce force, the broken stones under his feet creaked, and then all turned into powder, "You're lucky, I gave you a performance today, of course, don't think that Lao Tzu likes you kid, it's just that the bag of money you brought is too tempting!"

Crazy Sen never thought that the original remnant ghost was not crippled, and this person who had never seen his true face had been hiding his true strength for many years. Clenched his fists, Madman Sen's face was not very good-looking, how could there be such a strong person in the world.

The remnant ghost bent down slightly, his body was like a bow, and he burst out with a loud shout, the speed was terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, he killed in front of the madman. Suddenly shrunk down, and one foot swept over at once.

Madman Sen hurriedly jumped out of the way, but after the remnant ghost finished his move, the combo had already burst out with lightning speed, and the same foot just now had been lowered and transferred to mid-air, kicking straight at him.

"Uh~"

With a muffled snort, the whole person was kicked out of the air like a sandbag, and fell on a car next to him, falling to the ground with a bang, splashing up bursts of dust and blurring under the headlights.

The remnant ghost is no longer crippled, and he also knocked down the madman Sen with his legs, and the people present have realized who is the real king of the black fist, and they have also seen the gap between the madman Sen and the remnant ghost.

"Alas, Lao Tzu's legs are too heavy!" The remnant shrugged his shoulders, the madman on the ground didn't get up for a long time, holding his stomach and vomiting blood, just now he really had to turn over all his internal organs.

The victory and defeat have been divided, and Da Hong, who has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, ran over, excited: "Brother Remnant Ghost, it's hard, we're hard!"

The remnant ghost was speechless: "It's won, it's not hard!"