Chapter Eighty-Three: Death is Fast
It's just that Cuba's eyes can't help but make people feel palpitations. He glanced at it as if he were facing a vicious wolf.
The referee's tone was cold: "The rules of the boxing ring, one party dies or jumps off the ring, and the initiative to surrender and admit defeat is over." β
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Kuang Xi showed a solemn expression, he would never be naΓ―ve to think that the little man with yellow face and thin muscles in front of him was really malnourished by eating cabbage every day since he was a child.
Kwong Xi is a martial arts master, and he can see at a glance that the little man in front of him is definitely a serious Muay Thai master.
Deng Jinlong looked at Cuba motionless in the ring with interest, he suddenly turned to Qin Wuye and said, "Fifth Master, I forgot to tell you that Cuba was the winner of the gold waist medal in the Muay Thai Black Boxing Tournament last year. β
Qin Wuye's old face suddenly changed color, and his voice trembled with a trace of irrepressible: "How could you invite a master of this level?"
"I didn't ask for it. Deng Jinlong looked proud, as if everything was under his control: "It was Zhou Ye who sent me to win against you." β
After speaking, Deng Jinlong laughed wildly: "Haha"
In the boxing ring in the center, Kuang Xi has been standing still, and Cuba suddenly moved.
The Cuban movement is very simple, with the most basic combination of hook and straight punches and hook punches. His fists were fast, accurate, and carried with him a hint of wind, like a downpour.
Kwong Xi was shocked and waved his fists, trying to stop Cuba's powerful and furious fists. It's a pity that he underestimated Cuba too much.
As the last Golden Waist Medalist in the Muay Thai Black Boxing Tournament, Cuba has experienced at least 15 more life-and-death fights. There is no such thing as victory or defeat in black boxing, only life and death.
Inheriting the usual style of Muay Thai black boxers, Cuban punches are heavy. He once broke an eighty-five-kilogram punching bag with one punch.
Kuang Xi's hands and wrists were bent, trying to use the hardness of his arms to harden Cuba's powerful fist. With a "click", the hard hand bones looked so ridiculous and fragile in Cuba's fist.
Severe pain hit, and Kuang Xi's face changed drastically.
Hearing the creepy sound of breaking bones, Cuba licked the corners of his mouth, revealing bloodthirsty eyes. He loved the beautiful sound, especially when he saw the anguished face of his opponent. Cuba glanced at Kuang Xi contemptuously, pointed his index finger down, and said disdainfully: "You are too weak"
Kuang Xi was furious and flew up: "Yellow-skinned monkey, you give Lao Tzu to death"
Cuban dark and indifferent, suddenly raised a kick and kicked it. Cuba's thin right leg and Kuang Xi's thick right leg collided violently.
"Click"
His right leg fell to the ground, as if there were no bones, the leg bones were kicked and shattered, Kuang Xi's center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell to the ground, he was drenched in cold sweat, and endured the severe pain of broken bones, and finally couldn't help but let out a terrible wail of pain.
Qin Wuye seemed to be more than ten years old in an instant, he closed his faint old eyes, and when he opened them, he sighed deeply, full of helplessness: "Deng Jinlong, I will give up to Zhongnan Automobile World." You let the game stop."
Deng Jinlong showed a sinister smile: "I'm sorry, Fifth Master, you are also an old man on the road, don't you know the rules, it doesn't matter if you live or die, or the brother under your hand admits defeat and surrenders, the game can never stop." β
Qin Wuye's face was sad.
With Kuang Xi's temperament, he would rather die in the ring than jump off the ring to admit defeat and surrender. Qin Wuye couldn't bear to see his old brother who had followed him for more than ten years dying here.
He couldn't bear it.
But what could he do if he couldn't bear it
Sooner or later, you will have to pay it back.
When you get into the ring, either the opponent dies or you die.
"Kill Him"
"Kill Him"
"Cuba, kill him"
Kuang Xi's agonizing wails did not arouse the pity of all the big bastards and bastard leaders present, but instead inspired the most primitive cruelty of his nature. Seeing others in great pain is like a little lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and the bloodthirsty nature in their bones is exposed.
The more Kuang Xi wails and suffers, the more it can inspire their ferocity.
The big bastard in Yuefeng District, Ge Tianming's right hand stretched out into the coquettish and beautiful woman's clothes and slammed it hard, making the coquettish and beautiful woman couldn't help frowning and moaning softly. Ge Tianming licked the corners of his mouth, like a ferocious hungry wolf, and shouted loudly: "Kill him"
Cuba looked disdainful and said in a non-fluent Mandarin: "This is your compatriot"
"Poor little Chinese pig. Cuba smiled coldly, and suddenly kicked his right leg sideways, and his right foot kicked towards Kuang Xi's head with one hand like a death hook and sickle.
"It's all over. β
Kuang Xi supported the ground with one hand, and because of the severe pain, his face was extremely distorted, looking hideous and terrifying. In the face of Cuba's side kick that was like a scythe of death, harvesting his life, he had no way to resist.
From the very beginning, he was destined not to be an opponent of the same level as Cuba.
Unhindered, Cuba's best leg kung fu, the famous side kick landed on Kuang Xi's head. Kuang Xi only felt as if his head had been hit by a small mountain, and his consciousness suddenly fell into endless darkness. His head was like a watermelon, bursting open in an instant. The red and white liquid spilled all over the floor.
The disgusting smell of blood came, making the women present turn completely frightened one by one. Some of the gangster leaders who had never seen such a scene were also terrified, as if the Cuban kick had not been kicked in the head, but on their heads.
Ge Tianming's eyes were red, like a beast that had been stimulated. He loved the feeling of blood.
Deng Jinlong smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.
He knew very well that Qin Wuye was surrounded by martial arts masters, and Kuang Xi was the most capable fighter. He was killed in seconds, and who else could compete with the murderous Cuba
Deng Jinlong had in his mind the picture of the famous Qin Wuye, who had stomped his feet later, and Changzhu City would tremble a little, prostrate under his feet.
No.
Deng Jinlong suddenly thought of Qin Wuye's beautiful, intellectually beautiful daughter, Qin Yueshi. That woman was the woman Deng Jinlong had ever seen with the temperament of a university teacher.
Her beauty is not vulgar, but has a kind of beauty that is out of the mud and not stained, full of campus simplicity.
Deng Jinlong had already decided, he must conquer Qin Yueshi ruthlessly in front of Qin Wuye, and he wanted to let all the gangster leaders in Changzhu City see the once famous Qin Wuye pleading at his feet, with a desperate look.
He will step on Qin Wuye's corpse and tell everyone that he Deng Jinlong is the only big man on the road in Changzhu City, but anyone who dares to go against him, Qin Wuye is a lesson from the past.
Others may not know why Deng Jinlong is scheming to put Qin Wuye to death. Only he knows it. More than ten years ago, when he was a small salesman in a small real estate company in Changzhu City, he once visited the famous Qin Wuye, but was thrown out directly by Qin Wuye's bodyguards carrying a dead dog.
It was a lifetime of shame.
He not only wants to get Qin Wuye's Zhongnan Automobile World, but he also wants to get Qin Wuye's baby daughter in the palm of his hand, and he wants to make Qin Wuye desperate to the point that life is worse than death.
And all of this played out with a script that Deng Jinlong had started writing many years ago.
Qin Wuye's right-hand man was eliminated one by one by himself, without these big bastards, the famous Qin Wuye was like a toothless tiger, useless.
Looking at Cuba waving his fists in the ring, showing off his might, Deng Jinlong said with pity: "Fifth master, hurry up, let's start the second game"
Qin Wuye closed his eyes.
"Fifth master, I'll go. A big man beside Qin Wuye walked out: "I'll go to avenge Brother Xi." β
Qin Wuye opened his eyes and sighed: "You are not his opponent. β
The big man's eyes seemed to be able to spew out a raging fire, and he said in a deep voice: "Whether it is the opponent of the yellow-skinned monkey or not, I will try." β
Seeing that Qin Wuye didn't speak, Dahan was anxious: "Fifth Master, we can't be turtle grandsons and surrender and admit death." β
The crowd of subordinates around Qin Wuye was furious: "Brother Jie is right. The fifth master, people are hanging to the sky. Brothers are not afraid of death, but they will never die in a nest. β
Fifth Master Qin's expression was gloomy.
Seeing that Qin Wuye didn't speak, Ajie said to the brothers around him, "Protect Qin Wuye, I'll go." β
Ajie bowed respectfully to Qin Wuye and walked towards the center ring. The expression is gloomy, and there is a strong man who will never return to the resolute and depressed.
"Brother Jie, be careful. β
Qin Wuye's cloudy old eyes glowed with a hint of luster.
He is old, and he has long lost the ambition to compete for hegemony, but it does not mean that he is afraid of death.
People are hanging to the sky, and this sentence makes him feel like he has returned to the days when one person and one knife cut all over Changzhu City. There are not many old brothers left who once fought side by side. And all he cares about is his daughter.
Qin Wuye was very confident in his vision, and he believed that Ye Fei would be able to protect his daughter, Qin Yueshi. Since his daughter's life is worry-free, what is he afraid of?
Isn't it just death?
At this moment, Qin Wuye seemed to be full of life. His old eyes had a touch of ruthlessness and resoluteness, and Deng Jinlong had to break at least a few front teeth if he wanted to eat Qin Wuye.
Applejack goes fast and dies fast.
His skills are more than one street worse than Kuang Xi, and in the face of a murderous Muay Thai black boxing master like Cuba, he is still dead. However, Applejack dies violently.
Standing dead.
And he also caused a certain amount of harm to Cuba. Desperately determined to die, Applejack Cuba. He moved his knife and slashed the Cubans who were caught off guard.
Enraged, Cuba flies with his right foot, kicking Applejack with all the bones in both hands. In the end, he kicked Applejack's head, and Applejack's head bloomed with the most gorgeous and miserable blood red in her life.
Qin Wuye's face was free of sorrow and sorrow. Since Applejack came to power, he has been destined to die in the ring after all.