I wasted no time in rubbing my eyes and looking over there carefully—yes, Zhang Mi really put a hand on Yumeng's shoulder!

And Yumu was still staring at the stage intently, without the slightest reaction!

What's going on?

Linked to the scene just now when I wiped my sweat for Zhang Mi, and then to the blatant ambiguity at this time, I was about to collapse!

Don't......

Don't......

I quickly made all kinds of guesses in my mind.

At this moment, if I hadn't stood on the stage, I would have rushed over and beaten Zhang Mi wildly! But how could the sourness in my heart be alleviated by this situation? My heart was almost in an instant, chaotic!

Of course, Mike wasn't going to let me wander, and just as I was in a state of uncertainty about what was right and wrong, a punch slammed into my head, and by the time I realized the danger and wanted to dodge, it was too late. My nose was struck, not so much that the bridge of my nose was broken, but a wave of wetness quickly filled my nasal cavity, and I smacked it with my hand, and my hand was stained with blood. To be exact, under my slight dodge, the force of Mike's punch in my nose was not too heavy, but I was born with a fragile nose and loved to bleed, and my nose was the biggest weakness of my whole body. Therefore, the occurrence of this bloody incident suddenly shocked the leaders and comrades-in-arms in the audience, and Director Qi frowned and sighed in the audience, looking anxious. Yumu was also worried, and involuntarily took a step forward, and whispered something at the corner of his mouth.

However, the scene just now is still evolving. When I touched Yumeng in the audience again, one of Zhang Mi's hands also appeared behind Yumeng again!

I can see that Zhang Mi is deliberately angry with me!

Why, why is this? His smug look froze in my heart, and my anger once again rushed to all corners of my body.

To tell the truth, I really want to rush off the stage, ask Yumeng and Zhang Mi what is going on, and even beat Zhang Mi crazy to relieve my anger. The ambiguity between Zhang Mi and Yumeng made it impossible for me to devote myself to the duel with Mike.

How can I settle down, my girlfriend has been robbed!

Mike, of course, noticed my uncertainty again, and continued to look for an opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack against me.

I clenched my fists, my anger turned into an invisible force, I tried to temporarily transform my resentment against Zhang Mi into Mike's body, at this moment, every cell in my body seemed to be activated, and every nerve reached the designated combat position.

I'm going to vent, I'm going to vent-

The anger of the heart grew stronger and stronger. Seeing Mike's punches and kicks raining down, I didn't mean to dodge at all, but blocked it with all my might.

The pain in my arm, I don't feel it. I have only one belief now: to explode my anger in Taiwan!

When people are angry, their fighting spirit is quite strong. All the dangers, all the pain, are no longer important, the important thing is to vent, vent the anger of the heart, vent the boundless pain of the heart!

To a certain extent, Mike became my 'lovelorn' scapegoat. I was like a tiger coming down the mountain, and without waiting for Mike to react, I boldly attacked him. I imagined Mike as my rival, and I was going to defeat him as fast as I could! I almost lost my mind, and the image was repeated in my mind, and grief and anger jumped out of my heart, turning into an irresistible force. As the saying goes, the best defense is to attack, and the more fierce I attack, the more Mike's fighting spirit will be reduced, and while inflicting heavy damage on the opponent, it is also to preserve his strength. Even though I threw the defense aside and just went on a frenzied counter-attack, Mike never got a chance to hit me again.

I'm sure I'm going crazy at this moment, the power of the fist is beyond the previous limit, it was lightning fast, and it blossomed on Mike, and he didn't have any chance to fight back.

He's blindfolded, and I'm a little happier!

The cheers and shouts of the audience were continuous, as if a movie had entered **, which attracted people's enthusiasm.

My punch to Mike's chest was said to have caused some trauma, but it wasn't particularly noticeable. After all, Mike's ability to resist blows is quite strong, and his chest and abdominal muscles are particularly well-developed, so after a series of attacks, I also realized this. After all, if he continues to attack like this, Mike will be difficult to take down, and at best he will only be injured.

Under my chaotic punches, Mike gradually found his way and increased his protection.

I changed the direction of my attack and started throwing straight diagonal punches at Mike's head. After all, Mike is much taller than me, and his fist can only hit him in the head if it strikes diagonally.

With a slanted fist, the strength is naturally greatly reduced. The fist hit Mike in the face and there was no obvious discomfort. I simply jumped up and punched in the air. At first, Mike was able to parry, but the more I fought, the faster I punched, to the point where I was almost following me.

When I managed to punch Mike in the air, Mike involuntarily let out an 'ah' and leaned thirty degrees.

Taking advantage of the victory, he threw punch after punch in Mike's face.

Mike was hit hard one after another, and finally had to hold his head to protect him, but I didn't want to let go, and a few extremely fast chain legs hit Mike in the abdomen.

The third kick, the power is none, and the kicking Mike falls diagonally backwards!

The venting of anger does work, and the feeling of 'beating' someone else is also very cool. At this time, Mike didn't know what was going on, he had become a sacrifice for my 'broken love', and a substitute for that bastard of Zhang Mi!

I went crazy, I didn't care about the rules anymore, and there was another wave of punches and kicks.

Poor Mike, who was getting less and less energetic, I went over with another hook and hit him on the cheek, and this punch gathered all the strength of my body.

Mike fell to the ground again, and when he got up again, his face was bruised and bruised, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding out, I don't know if it was a broken tooth or a broken cheek from me.

His body swayed, and his arms raised above his chest had begun to tremble.

I gritted my teeth, spun around, and I unleashed another flying side kick that kicked him straight in the face.

Mike fell to the ground again.

After repeating this, Mike's face was already covered in blood, and where did he still have the same aura as before?

He no longer has the ability to defend, and he can't even parry the pose.

On the rostrum, the staff of the American side demanded a truce by the director. The director agreed, and unhurriedly beckoned Director Qi and said, "It's almost, let Zhao Long not break Mike, otherwise how can we explain to Mr. President?"

Director Qi also had a hidden smile on his face, and he turned away, as if he wanted to enjoy the scene of the American guards being beaten again. As a result, his steps weren't fast, until he reached the ring, where he deliberately paused for a moment, pretending to be looking for a whistle.

I was still uncontrollably 'abusive', and my fists and kicks kept blooming on Mike.

I think I'm crazy, and I think if it's not Mike standing on the stage, but Zhang Dengqiang and Zhang Mi, then he will definitely be even worse for Mike!

A whistle blew, still deaf to me, and I grabbed Mike by the collar and threw a horizontal hook over, and as Mike leaned down, he spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, spraying it in the air and splashing me.

Mike fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

I rushed forward, using techniques such as kicking my elbow to the top, and attacking further—

The world is boiling. I think at this moment, everybody must be thinking of me as a demon and a devil! But I like this, I'm going to vent, I'm going to vent—

It's not that I'm not calm enough, it's not that I'm violent, it's that the scene just now tore my heart too apart and made me feel angry. Originally, I went to work as a security guard in a security company under pressure from all sides, and I lost my love against my will, and even lost all glory and brilliance. For the sake of the country, for the sake of the Secret Service, I confessed...... But Zhang Dengqiang, that bastard, took the opportunity to rob my lover and rob me of your dreams! Zhang Dengqiang is my comrade-in-arms, and he was also my level, and I can give him anything else, but there is only love, only dreams, impossible, absolutely impossible! I absolutely cannot give it to him!

He robbed me of my dreams, and I want to beat him up for not being able to take care of himself!

He robbed me of my dreams, what should I do in the future?

He robbed me of my dreams, I-

Exactly, at this moment, I'm really going crazy!

People who have never fallen out of love will not experience this kind of strong sourness, that heart-rending feeling, like a knife cut, better than a knife cut.

In such a situation, where do I still have sanity?

Obviously, Mike became a substitute for me to vent my pain, he was innocent, but he deserved to be beaten!

I felt a little comfort in the brazen beating of him. The feeling of venting made me cover up the pain of falling out of love for the time being, but I knew that all this could not end so easily!

I will never allow anyone to rob my lover or your dreams.

By the dream, she only belongs to me Zhao Long!

I thought a lot in my heart domineeringly, and my anger turned into a violent punch and kick in Mike's body.

Where is this still a race, this is pure murder!

I think my savagery must have shocked everyone in the audience, and then my goal would be achieved! I want everyone to know that I am a devil, I am a demon!

I'm a madman who goes crazy for love!

Seeing such a bloody scene, the US representative on the rostrum couldn't help but start scolding: "What is this doing, is this a competition, is this martial arts, is this desperate! No, no, no, stop, stop, let that crazy guy stop quickly, if Mike has any three strengths and two weaknesses, I will represent the US government and hold the national government accountable...... Stop, stop......"

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