Chapter 579: Underground Boxing Arena!
Soon the car stopped, and Leke Tyson couldn't wait to pull Zhou Ming out of the car, Zhou Ming looked up and saw that this was a place similar to a bar, but it was not in the city, a relatively remote place, and dozens of luxury cars were parked outside.
"Zhou, hurry up. Ryke Tyson urged.
Even if he hadn't gone in yet, Zhou Ming had already heard a deafening shout coming from inside, and when he entered, a dazzling beam of light just hit him, and the moment he reached out to block it, a tidal shout sounded in his ears.
"Hit him!"
"Hey, hit with your breastfeeding strength!"
"Oh my God, that big guy is amazing!"
There were countless shouts like this, the whole venue was large enough to hold three hundred people, there were men, women and children in the audience, the ring was shrouded in iron, and a Frenchman with a majestic body of about 1.9 meters roared angrily, punched another black man, and the black man fell to the ground with a crooked neck, spit out two back molars, and curled up on the ground for a spasm.
"Ahh
"Tyson, don't sue me, just let me fight that guy β² β‘. β
Zhou Ming pointed to the Frenchman in the iron cage, it was obvious that although this Frenchman was full of muscles, he had not yet reached the point where even Terry was not an opponent.
"No, the next one is him, by the way, he is an islander, I know that you Chinese people hate islanders very much, so you don't have to keep your hands. Leke Tyson smiled.
"Island people?" Zhou Ming showed a playful smile, it would be fun if this was the case, Zhou Ming didn't have any feelings for the island people, just beat him to death.
"Oh, congratulations to Frank on his three-game winning streak, and the next one to come out is Mr. Bird from the island nation!" shouted the referee presiding over the match.
The venue immediately boiled, Frank pounded his chest and shouted excitedly, and the audience tirelessly shouted Frank's name over and over again.
A few people called Mr. Bird.
Zhou Ming looked at Leke Tyson, "This Mr. Little Bird is really powerful?"
"Yes, it's amazing. Leke Tyson's tone was heavy, and he was blowing neon and β§ β§fishy. Sheath throwing tomb Ξ¨ oyster Fu Ξ stool and phantom pottery fold!
The corners of Zhou Ming's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he mocked: "It's just a ninja, I believe he hasn't seen Chinese kung fu yet, you must know that the world's martial arts are out of China, and grasshoppers from island countries can't jump around." β
A hint of excitement flashed in Leke Tyson's eyes, and he patted Zhou Ming on the shoulder, "Zhou, how sure are you that you can defeat him." β
"Ten percent. Zhou Ming said confidently.
"Okay, dear Zhou, then you don't mind if I gamble with Jon's kid, I'm going to press you to win, to press you a billion dollars. Lyke Tyson danced excitedly.
"Oh, Tyson, you're talking big again, how can this person defeat Mr. Birdie, Mr. Birdie is Terry's brother, that's a ninja master, I'm afraid you're going to lose this time, but if you want to bet, I'll be with you to the end, I'll beat Mr. Birdie to win, and the bet is a billion dollars." β
Ryan Jon walked with a smile, followed by two bodyguards with burly bodies and an aura no less than Terry's.
"Mr. Jon seems confident that Mr. Bird will win. Zhou Ming's face did not change, and snapped his fingers, "I don't know if Mr. Jon minds if I press myself to win, but I don't know what the odds are, if it is high, I may press more." β
The corners of Ryan Jon's eyes twitched, he didn't think that this Chinese man was so confident, but he was more confident in Mr. Little Bird, "The odds are ten to one, I'm afraid you will lose, I warn you not to lose if you lose." β
"Haha, since it's a loss of ten, then why do I have to gamble, the same I also press a billion dollars, buy myself to win, if I win this boxing match, then I will be a billionaire. Zhou Ming laughed.
"It's worthy of being a friend of my Leke Tyson, Zhou, I'll help you with this billion dollars, and if you win, it's yours. Leke Tyson's face was ruddy, and he wrote two checks for two billion dollars.
"Hehe, since Tyson thinks so highly of me, I can't afford to lose the game against Mr. Birdie. Zhou Ming smiled and turned to look at the ring.
At this moment, the shouts of the audience almost lifted the roof of the house, and the iron cage had already covered the ring, and Frank made a provocative gesture to Mr. Birdie very arrogantly, but the next moment Mr. Bird rushed out.
Frank obviously didn't react, Mr. Bird jumped up and pressed his knee against Frank's chin, Frank's huge body spun around behind him, his chin hit the ground first, the sound of clicking made people shudder, Frank's body fell to the ground hard, and he immediately passed out.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and this move alone killed Frank in an instant.
"Oh, Mr. Little Bird is really amazing, let's give Mr. Little Bird a warm victory, I announce that Mr. Little Bird has defeated Frank, who has won three games in a row, let's have the next player, this player's name is a bit weird, his name is Zhou Ming, he is a Chinese man, oh, everyone is blessed, to be able to see Chinese kung fu. The presiding referee shouted.
A chasing light hit Zhou Ming, and the eyes of everyone in the audience looked at Zhou Ming in unison, Zhou Ming's position would take three minutes to walk to the ring, and the height from the ring was also five meters, in front of him was an iron railing, and below was a surging head.
Mr. Little Bird stood in the ring and looked at Zhou Ming coldly, "Huaxia, I will let you die a miserable death." β
The corners of Zhou Ming's mouth hooked a smile, and under the expectant gaze of Leke Tyson and others, he climbed over the iron railing, kicked his right foot violently, and his body was like a sharp arrow, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, his body turned three times in the air, like a hill falling heavily in the ring.
The ring shook because of this, and others may not have noticed it, but Mr. Little Bird clearly saw that there was a crack in the ring under Zhou Ming's feet.
"This Chinese person is not ordinary. Mr. Little Bird was the first to come back to his senses, he didn't dare to do such a thing as jumping from a height of five meters.
After half a minute of silence, the audience burst into warm applause and shouts.
Leke Tyson's face was red with excitement, he had long known that Zhou Ming was strong, and he didn't think much of it at all, so he jumped down from a height of five meters, and he was still making movements in the air, which was even more powerful than the action actors in the movie.
Terry woke up from the shock, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Zhou is so strong, it seems that he still has his hand left at the banquet." β
Ryan Jon looked unhappy, obviously he couldn't imagine that Leke Tyson had found such a strong opponent as Zhou Ming, and he still regarded Zhou Ming as an enemy in his heart, "All those who are with Leke Tyson are my enemies, and if they are enemies, they will be killed." β