That's right.

Song Hu began to be a little jealous of Han Dong in his heart.

This teenager who boasted that Haikou wanted to "let him make three moves first" actually stood on the final stage.

In contrast, Han Dong defeated the second, third, and fourth in succession, and came out of the bloody rain in the second half of the district.

As for himself, he did not encounter any powerful opponents.

In terms of gold content, Han Dong is undoubtedly higher.

The expressions of the audience are enough to explain everything.

However, Song Hu quickly sneered.

"Han Dong, the real battle hasn't started yet, let's see you on the field!"

As he spoke, Song Hu snorted coldly in his nose and turned away.

The decisive battle is about to begin. Although he had been working for most of the day, now, Han Dong's strength was far beyond his imagination. I didn't care about it, but I had to pay attention to it in my heart, and I hurried back to warm up.

"Bosses, bosses, the finals are about to start. The host returned to the stage and shouted with the microphone, "Who will decide who will win the million-dollar prize tonight?

The audience is cheering up at the moment, and the biggest duel is about to begin!

Especially Song Hu's supporters, many people are sweating in their hearts at this moment.

They originally thought that Song Hu would wait for work and face the winner between Azimeng and Shi Yanfeng.

What they didn't expect was that in the end, it was a dark horse that they couldn't have imagined.

In a hurry, they hurriedly turned out the information of the participating fighters and found Han Dong's page, but the introduction was very little, except for age, height and weight, there was no valuable news.

A gong sounded.

The finals have officially begun.

In the ring, two people stood facing each other with solemn expressions.

The audience held their breath, and even Sister Hong in the box gradually showed excitement in her expression.

I saw the flag waving on the side of the stage, and the two figures were entangled together!

"What a quick move!" exclaimed the audience.

As a new golden boy in the boxing world, Song Hu is extremely flexible, and he took the lead at the beginning, wanting to use his physical strength advantage to take the lead.

And Han Dong naturally chose to avoid his edge, while dodging his moves, he breathed and breathed, recovering his strength as much as possible.

Therefore, the balance of power was formed on the field for a while.

However, the people in the audience only knew how to watch the excitement, and when they saw Song Hu's punches, Han Dong was forced to hide all the way back, and they were all excited.

"Song Hu, Song Hu, Song Hu!"

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

The tsunami-like cheering of the mountains made Song Hu more and more courageous, and his punches were more and more fierce than one punch.

"He is worthy of being a golden boy in boxing, and he has some strength. Han Dong thought secretly in his heart.

"Good. Since you're so sassy, then I'll sell you a flaw!"

Thinking so, when Han Dong retreated to the corner of the ring, his feet suddenly slipped!

"Sting!", the soles of his shoes made a piercing grinding sound in the ring, and half of Han Dong's body lost his balance!

"What!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

In the decisive battle, Han Dong would make such a low-level mistake? Too amateurish, right?

Song Hu's supporters couldn't help but laugh wildly: "It seems that this Han Dong has reached the end of the strong crossbow, and he can't hold it anymore." ”

"Yes, it seems to be a mistake, but in fact, it was because of Song Hu's high-pressure attack, and his movements were deformed. ”

"Okay, today's bonus can be put in the pocket!"

Sister Hong in the box frowned.

How could he make such a low-level mistake? If the opposite side is an ordinary challenger, it doesn't matter, small mistakes can be made up.

However, that person is Song Hu, and no slightest flaw can escape his eyes!

Sure enough, under Song Hu's fierce attack, seeing Han Dong's soles slipping, he was excited, and he suddenly made a killing move in his hand!

"Bang!"

Song Hu's iron fist slammed into Han Dong's arm with a single blow.

"Sample, fight with me......" Song Hu smiled smugly, but it instantly froze on his face.

I saw Han Dong's other hand hooking his neck, and as soon as he used his strength, he was taken to the ground, and his head fell hard, making his eyes hurt!

"Nima ......" Song Hu realized that he had been fooled!

At this moment, Han Dong quickly locked Song Hu's hands and feet, and Song Hu resisted desperately, his face turned the color of pig liver.

The audience didn't expect that the situation would turn so big. Seeing Song Hu struggling weakly, is he going to lose too?

And at this moment, with a "click", Han Dong suddenly let out a terrible scream!

It turned out that Song Hu used all the strength of his body to break one of Han Dong's fingers!

Although Han Dong realized that he had dodged fast enough to avoid the danger of breaking his fingers, he was also exploited by Song Hu.

"I'm sorry, I have to win you!"

Song Hu sneered despicably, winning a chance to breathe, taking advantage of this opportunity, he used both hands to lift Han Dong's whole person up!

People were surprised to see that Han Dong was lifted above his head by Song Hu and was about to be thrown off the sidelines.

"Ahh

Even if she is a layman, she knows that when people's limbs are in the air, there will be no chance to fight again.

"Han Dong, you are not my opponent after all. Go for you!" Song Hu's eyes lit up, and he was about to throw Han Dong out of the field.

But at this time, he suddenly found that his hands had become extremely strained, as if he had gained hundreds of pounds of weight out of thin air.

What, a jack pendant?

A bad thought flashed in Song Hu's heart. This is a unique discipline that has been lost for a long time, and he still has this?

Before he could react, his arm began to tremble and ...... uncontrollably

People were surprised to see that Song Hu actually put Han Dong back on the ground?

"!!"

"How? This is a chance to win!"

"It's a fake boxing, isn't it?"

The audience screamed in dissatisfaction. But only Song Hu knew what he had just experienced.

At this moment, he was half-squatting on the ground, and his arms could no longer use a little strength. In other words, if you push harder, both arms will be comminuted.

"Forgive me for being a professional boxer, I don't want to ruin you, throw in the towel. Han Dong said lightly.

"Good. Song Hu gasped in his mouth, "I admit defeat." ”

Han Dong turned around and wanted to inform him that the winner had been decided. At this time, Song Hu behind him, a trace of coldness suddenly flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, several sharp needles broke through the air and attacked Han Dong!

"Han Dong, do you think you've won?

"Despicable, even with a hidden weapon!" in the box, Sister Hong shouted.

The audience found something unusual, and the audience was in an uproar! As a dignified professional boxer, he actually used such despicable means?

However, Han Dong was already aware of the conspiracy behind him. He leaned over on the spot to dodge, turned around and kicked Song Hu's left arm.

"I'll let you go, and you still have to plot, it's really hateful!"

In that case, let's waste an arm and have a long memory!

"Click, click!"

Song Hu's screams reached everyone's ears. His arm, broken.

Beads of sweat slid down his face. Song Hu gritted his teeth, and before he could speak, he was dragged down by the swarming security guards.

The gym clearly stipulates that the enemy can be controlled by any means, and it is not allowed to use any external weapons. Song Hu has violated a taboo. In the future, he will never have the opportunity to set foot here again.

Moreover, he has now broken an arm, and he is also to blame.

Song Hu's supporters were all dejected and began to withdraw. This is indeed inferior to people.

Who would scrap one of their arms for a fake fight? You know, he's a professional fighter with a bright future.

"I declare, today's champion is, Han Dong!"

The host raised Han Dong's hand and shouted loudly.

The audience fell silent for a few seconds, and thunderous applause broke out in an instant.

Betting is betting, and there are still many neutrals. Today, they have witnessed the rise of a dark horse here, and unlike the bloody violence of others, it has become a clear stream.

Today, it is really not in vain.

And Han Dong, looking at the audience that gradually dispersed, did not have a trace of a smile.

He knew in his heart that he had offended a lot of people today. It will be the target of many people's retaliation.

But since he has returned to Jiangcheng, the problem he has to face will not be smaller than this.

It's like the Ye family who is high up.

"Congratulations Mr. Han, our boss wants to meet you. Please go up to the second floor. ”

That's when the gym manager walked up to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in your boss. Han Dong shook his head.

The manager smiled: "Don't you want to find someone who has dealings with the Ye family, you will know when you go up." ”

Han Dong had no choice but to follow him up to the second floor.

"What about people?" Han Dong looked at the box on the second floor, it was empty, how could there be half a person?

"The person you're looking for is me. ”

At this time, a soft and gentle voice came.

Han Dong looked back and saw a graceful woman, dressed in a long skirt and swaying her willow-like waist, walking over to this side.

Her beauty is too aggressive, quite a royal sister's style, and people can't take their eyes off it.

She is about thirty years old, which is the most mature and charming age for women. It's like a ripe peach on a branch, delicate and beautiful.

There was a burst of heat in Han Dong's head. I also felt my mouth dry.

This is the owner behind this gym?

I thought it would be a big brother in society with a big belly, but she was so young and beautiful?

"Sister Hong. The manager stepped forward and said respectfully.

"It's none of your business here, get out of here, close the door. Sister Hong commanded.

The manager nodded hurriedly and withdrew from the box.

Sister Hong elegantly sat on the leather sofa, and when she saw Han Dong still standing there, she couldn't help but smile: "What are you doing there, sit!"

"Where am I sitting?"

Han Dong was stunned for a while. There was only one sofa in the box, and now, Sister Hong was still leaning there, and there was not much room left.

"What a stupid brother. ”

Sister Hong's red lips opened slightly, evoking thousands of styles: "Of course, sit on my lap......"