The voice did not fall.

Petrov on the stage spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his huge body shook twice and fell to the stage with a bang.

Li Zhenfeng's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but look at Gao Ming a little differently, he couldn't determine the injury of the Ross Boxing Champion, how did Gao Ming know?

"Old man, my brother is a doctor, a professional doctor." The white fat man finally took the opportunity to speak on the side, and helped Gao Ming explain to the old man.

"Chinese medicine?" Li Zhenfeng didn't believe that those Western doctors who could only rely on instruments to diagnose the condition could judge the internal injuries of the Ross boxing champion just by looking at it.

"Ahem, since I was a child, I learned a little bit of the village technique to treat headache and brain fever, and it is not traditional Chinese medicine." Gao Ming really doesn't want to sue them, he is a doctor of computer science, a teacher of network security, and a super hacker, although these have nothing to do with curing diseases and saving people.

Ning Hao rubbed his brows painfully, whenever Gao Ming was like this, he would always have an ominous premonition, someone was definitely going to be pitted, but he didn't know if it was the old man Li who was going to take the initiative to jump into this pit, and it wouldn't be the old man Li who was strong in martial arts.

No matter how high the martial arts are, I am afraid of deep pits.

Fortunately, Li Zhenfeng was not as gossip as them, but he just glanced deeply and didn't speak.

Gao Ming was slightly disappointed, if he continued to chat, he would take advantage of the many rich people here to launch his "Little Black Pill" auction plan, and he would definitely make a lot of money. But if the old man doesn't follow, can't you continue to gossip and gossip?

Don't they all say that there are two kinds of people in this world who are the most gossipy, one is a woman, and the other is so idle that there is nothing to do?

Fortunately, the old man didn't answer, and someone helped make the gun.

When two of Petrov's subordinates saw him fall on the stage, they hurriedly climbed onto the stage, and one of them carried him off the stage.

The host, who had been standing on the side for a long time, got Liang Wendong's hint, and jumped on the stage as soon as possible to announce: "Mr. Petrov can't continue the game because of his serious injury, now take a half-hour rest, and the next game will be played by Mr. Chiba, a first-class player from the Japanese country, please look forward to it." ”

"Hey, what is he doing here? Old man, he still wants to fight you. A few people were talking, Zhen Huanxi pointed over there and said in surprise.

I saw that Petrov, who was put down to the stage by two subordinates, had obviously regained some strength at this time, and was supported by the two of them, and actually walked over to the place where they were sitting.

As the saying goes, a hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen, although Petrov seems to be sluggish, but the ferocity he showed in the first game is still terrifying, he walked this way, and several black suits who were originally standing behind Liang Wendong suddenly tensed their nerves, stood in front of several people, and quietly touched the black suit with his right hand.

"It's okay, let him come!"

Liang Wendong is not a good stubble, if even Petrov, who is so seriously injured, would be afraid, then his experience in the past few years was really in vain, and he waved his hand at the moment and drove away a few bodyguards who stood in front of him.

Seeing that a few people blocking the way got out of the way, Petrov shook off the support of two subordinates, and staggered to Li Zhenfeng, who was sitting still, muttered in Ross dialect, and at the same time hammered his chest with one hand, bent down and bowed deeply to Li Zhenfeng.

"Mr. Petrov said, you are the most powerful man he has ever seen, thank you for sparing him from death, he is deeply impressed by the mysterious Chinese kung fu, if he is still alive in the future, he hopes to follow you to learn Chinese kung fu and break through the limits of the human body."

The European who followed Petrov translated Petrov's words in stumbling Chinese, "Mr. Petrov also said that if you could go to his hometown one day, he would entertain you with the strongest vodka." ”

"Haha, okay, you sue him, I appreciate his fighting skills, if he can make a breakthrough, my old man is not his opponent, I will go if I have a chance in the future."

Li Zhenfeng laughed loudly.

Everyone could see that he had a great affection for this giant bear-like Ross giant.

provoked Zhen Huanxi to mumble for a while, "The old man is thinking about being an apprentice, he wants to be crazy, and he actually has the intention of accepting foreign hairs as an apprentice." ”

The speaker had no intention of listening, Gao Ming's heart moved slightly, and he smiled at the straightforward Ross boxing king in front of him.

Looking at Petrov, who was trying to maintain his balance, Li Zhenfeng said with a stern face: "By the way, you have to recuperate for three months this time, and don't do any strenuous activities, otherwise your life will be difficult to protect." ”

Don't look at Petrov's hand being scratched by Li Zhenfeng's claw, but it was just a flesh wound, and it would be restored in a few days. The most seriously injured was the kick in the back of the heart by Li Zhenfeng, if it were a different person, I am afraid that he would be kicked to death by Li Zhenfeng at that time, and only a perverted body like Petrov can barely stand until now.

As soon as Li Zhenfeng's words came out, the European who was the translator turned his face miserable, and a big man who was more than one meter and eight meters tall shed a few tears in front of so many people.

Petrov was furious, and roared at his subordinates who were crying for no reason.

"Master, please save Mr. Peter, he just decided to go to the Eagle Country in two days to play a game." The Europeans knelt down in front of Li Zhenfeng with a thud and cried in stammering Chinese.

"What's going on? Little Yellow Hair is so short of money? Don't even want your life anymore? Stand up and speak. Li Zhenfeng frowned and said.

The Europeans, who were as tall as the old man on their knees, looked left and right, and stopped talking.

Gao Ming couldn't help but be a little funny, this gringo is also clever, and he also knows that there are some things that fewer people know, the better, isn't this what it means to drive people away?

Li Zhenfeng looked left and right and waved his hand.

Liang Wendong also looked left and right, but sadly found that except for himself and Sanweiguo, the rest were their own people, and the old man meant that there was no one else except to drive him away.

I'm the biggest boss of this gym, okay, Liang Wendong really wants to shout like that. It's a pity that he doesn't dare, he is afraid that the old man will give him a claw unreasonably, then not only now, but also in the future.

Although he was very helpless, Liang Wendong had to leave first with a few bodyguards, and even the country was ready to walk away with interest.

The old man still gave his nephew face, "Listen to it for the country, maybe I'll need your help later." ”

Liang Wendong was even more sad and indignant in his heart, is there any reason for this? The eldest was driven away, but the younger brother was able to stay.

It wasn't until this moment that he profoundly understood a truth, in the face of absolute strength, power is sometimes just a floating cloud.

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