"Do you know who I am?" said the eight-armed god with a fierce face.

Fang Zheng glanced at the eight-armed god and said, "A lost lamb pretending to be a hungry wolf." ”

"Monk, do you think you won?" The eight-armed god sneered, leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and said lightly: "Can you stop me once, can you stop me countless times?"

"Monk?"

The eight-armed god, who had been playing cool for a long time, opened his eyes to look at Fangzheng, but found that this thing was already lying on the chair with his eyes closed, and he didn't know if he heard what he said.

The eight-armed god suddenly felt a sense of powerless frustration......

"Eight-armed God, I also heard about the events back then. I sympathize with what happened to you. At this time, Kaoru's grandfather spoke.

The eight-armed god glanced at Kaoru's grandfather coldly and said, "What do you know? What happened to me in those years, you don't know!"

"They said you went crazy on the field, killed a lot of people, and finally got shot by a security guard and jumped into the sea and ran away. Kaoru's grandfather said.

"Huh...... Do you believe this lie?" asked the eight-armed god.

Kaoru's grandfather shook his head and said, "I don't believe it, so I want to ask you what happened that day." ”

The eight-armed god leaned back in his chair, took a deep breath and said, "That's it, it's going to be over anyway, so I'll tell you." I didn't go crazy at all that day, but the other party played conspiracy and bought off the referee, even after I beat the other party like a dead dog, I still had to calculate the winning point and wanted the other party to win. That's what I listened to when I was playing. He overheard......"

"And then?" Kaoru-chan's grandfather asked.

"And then I didn't give them a chance to win...... I wanted to make the other party decent and give him a chance to survive. Since the other side is so insidious, then what am I polite? I punched the opponent three times, and the opponent's jaw was shattered, and he lay on the ground in shock. Perfect KO!" The eight-armed god stared blankly, as if he had returned to the arena that changed the fate of his life.

"You won?" Kaoru-chan's grandfather asked.

"I won, but what's the use? They said I had killed someone and killed another opponent in the ring, the scrap known as the South Asian Tiger! Then they called a group of so-called policemen, but they didn't even have badges. I knew something wasn't right.

In order to cover me, the coaches rushed desperately to block the police, and I took advantage of the chaos to run. Later, I heard that they were all dead......" Speaking of this, the tears of the eight-armed god could not stop flowing.

"I've heard about it too, but their version is that you go berserk and kill the referee and the opponent, and your coach goes up to stop you, and you kill you together. Kaoru's grandfather said.

"Huh...... It's ridiculous! My coach is my father! My coaching team is my younger brothers! Will I kill my father and brother?"

At that moment, he stopped talking, leaned back in his chair, tears flowed silently, and his eyes became more and more misty, as if he had returned to that dark and bloody moment! At the same time, he faintly told the experience of that day...... It's like the last talk of life.

No one saw it, and the monk on the side had a gleam in his eyes and closed his eyes.

Rumble!

Fang Zheng only felt that the quiet atmosphere around him was shattered by a burst of noise and roar!

Instead, there was an atmosphere of blood, madness, and irritability, as if the air smelled of gunpowder and was about to explode at any moment! Fang Zheng looked closely, and he appeared in the scene of a fighting match! In the middle was the fighting platform, and around it were rows of seats, but no one sat on it, all roaring hoarsely!

As for what they were yelling, it was estimated that only they knew it, the scene was too chaotic, and the sound was wave after wave, and it was extremely noisy!

This made Fang Zheng, who was used to tranquility, a little uncomfortable, shook his head, and set his eyes on the ring.

Just saw the referee say the beginning, this side is obviously many years younger, more handsome, eyes like a hungry wolf like the eight-armed god rushed forward one by one, a punch blasted, like a steel cannon!

The other party's state didn't seem to be very good, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his eyes were colorful, and his arms were not too powerful, so he was directly blasted off his defense by a punch, and the second punch followed closely behind him in the face. The opponent's head subconsciously rose, and the eight-armed god followed with a downpercut fist, slamming heavily on the opponent's chin, and the opponent volleyed up and fell to the ground!

The referee hurriedly grabbed the eight-armed god, and at the same time, the opponent's coach roared and rushed up.

Fang Zheng walked over and vaguely heard someone shouting in YN language: "Wake up, young master, wake up!"

Then I heard a person roar: "Find the best doctor, no matter what, save the young master! Catch Ba Song! Dare to win this game, does he want to die?"

As he spoke, a group of people rushed to the side of the eight-armed god, and the coaching group on the side of the eight-armed god also ran up and confronted each other. The two sides kept arguing, while not allowing Ba Song to go, while shouting that this was a game!

"Competition? You think this is an international tournament? This is a private tournament sponsored by our company! This is an underground boxing tournament! If you don't follow our rules, you will be a foul! Bullshit victory, bullshit prize! None of you are allowed to leave!" The man in the suit who had given the order to arrest people suddenly stood up and pointed at the eight-armed god fiercely.

"Mr. Ruan, we were invited to participate in the competition, the boxing ring has no eyes, life and death are up to the sky. How can you play a fool just because your people are dead?" said the father of the eight-armed god.

"The life and death of bullshit is up to heaven to let you come, it is for you to lose, not for you to win! It is enough to obediently finish the game and go back! But you actually won! Do you know who your opponent is? The tiger of Southeast Asia, the nephew of our big boss! You are finished, no one wants to leave!" The man said angrily.

"This is a society governed by the rule of law, with so many spectators here, do you think you can cover the sky with one hand?" said the eight-armed god angrily.

"Audience, the audience is just stupid! I won't touch you, the police will move you!" After speaking, the man waved his hand, and a group of people in police uniforms rushed over from a distance.

"Run!" shouted the father of the eight-armed god, he had already understood, this was a black fist, if none of them could escape, once they were all caught, it would really be ravaged. As for what to say to the outside, it's not just what the other party said?