This is indeed useful to Hassan, no less than a shot in the arm. A second before he was on the defensive, hunched in a corner, hiding behind his bruised arms. As soon as Long Ze Tiandao's words came out, he immediately turned to a fierce attack. This unreasonable counterattack surprised Xu Changqing, and he was caught off guard for a while. Hassan slammed his chest into the punch and threw a hard punch. The fist was like a hammer, and it was only a few millimeters away from hitting Xu Changqing's face. Xu Changqing staggered back and had to hold on to the rope next to the ring. Hassan spread his arms and pounced. His final grappling was hard enough to strangle a buffalo's ribs. It's a pity that the action is too slow, if you want to succeed, unless Xu Changqing suddenly forgets how to dodge.

However, Xu Changqing did not dodge or dodge. Facing Hassan, who crashed into him like a tank, he took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and roared angrily!

Hassan's footsteps were as heavy as a rhinoceros, but everyone on and off the stage suddenly couldn't hear his footsteps. No, not that they couldn't hear it, but it was muffled by another voice - it was like a thunderbolt in their ears, and everyone didn't even have time to cover their ears, and they were stunned. For a while, there was no sound near the left of the ring, only the aftermath buzzed, and the beam was endless. This loud shout shook Hassan's feet. He was the closest to Xu Changqing. Those who stood outside the ring were stunned, not to mention him.

Taking advantage of the pause in Hassan's offensive, Xu Changqing had already put himself on his body and punched his face like lightning! Hassan snorted and staggered back. Blood poured from his fingers covering his face and ran down his forearm. Xu Changqing didn't give up, aiming at the ribs and punching again. This black man deserves to have practiced martial arts, and his eyes are almost invisible, and he actually blocks it intuitively. He took advantage of the situation to grab Xu Changqing and tried to use his weight advantage to enter the ground battle. Outside of Hung, the black man had apparently practiced Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. This kind of floor flow kung fu relies on close-fitting joint skills, and blind people can also hit people. Once the two lie on the ground and get entangled, it's really hard to say whether they will win or lose.

was grabbed by the collar, and Xu Changqing had his feet off the ground. However, at this time, he was almost close to Hassan's ear, and he shouted again!

Unless you are born deaf, no one can withstand this thunderbolt. Hassan stumbled on his feet, and his grip on Xu Changqing's hand became weak. Two lines of blood spilled out of his ear and ran down his cheek. was already covered in blood, but now it looks even more miserable.

Xu Changqing's hand knife happened to slash at the throat of the black giant at this time.

With a "click", Hassan clutched his throat and sat down slowly and painfully. He struggled to hold on to the ground and tried to get back to his feet, but his hands were weak and he finally fell down heavily, fainting with his face against the ring.

For a moment, there was silence near the ring. Everyone's breathing seemed to be audible. Everyone was shocked by the two shouts just now, and their thoughts came to a standstill.

Xia Cheng looked at Xu Changqing as if he had seen a ghost: "This is Chinese martial arts!" I've seen it in movies...... Lion's roar? ”

Xu Changqing hugged his fists: "Carving insect skills, see a smile and laugh." ”

In fact, it was an illusion technique, but the effect was almost the same, he thought to himself, anyway, no one had ever seen what kind of kung fu the real lion's roar was.

"Hey, you've lost," Xia Cheng squinted at Long Ze Tiandao, "I'm willing to lose." ”。

"Hmph, you won't win all the time." Long Ze Tiandao whispered, his voice as cold and dull as a corpse in a well. He turned away.

got the money, Xia Cheng smiled like a flower. She neatly counted out four stacks and threw them to Xu Changqing, "Come, say four or six." ”

"Thank you," Xu Changqing took the money and returned it to Xia Cheng in two stacks, "Entrusting you with the cost of finding someone." ”

Xia Cheng was stunned, and accepted it with a stiff face: "That's right...... Now that you have the money, you can completely push off the boxing match. After all, there was no written document, and it was only a verbal promise between us. When she said this, the look of loss on her face was revealed.

However, she guessed wrong.

After glancing at Xia Cheng seriously, Xu Changqing shook his head: "I never regret what I promised." ”

Back in the office, Xia Cheng stood at the window, watching Xu Changqing leave on a motorcycle and disappear into the vast sea of people. "Uncle Kostya," she said with a seeming lack of confidence, "you say...... Why did he keep his promises? Since he has money, he doesn't have to fight for life and death at all, so why should he play? ”

Konstantin had been silent before, and was asked by Xia Cheng, so he spoke: "If he repents, what will you think?" Will there be retaliation? ”

Xia Cheng's expression was unexpectedly entangled: "Revenge? Of course not, in fact, I am mainly at fault. Seeing that he has no money, I offered him a big price to help us box, which can be regarded as blackmail. ”

Konstantin asked again: "Then do you expect him to play?" ”

Xia Cheng nodded: "He is so strong, of course I expect him to play." As you know, it's a best-of-five system, but in fact, we only have three fighters in our hands. Without him, I can't imagine how the remaining two would have finished this fight. But...... But I already have no leverage to convince him. Even if he pushes the game, I don't have anything to say. I was ready to be blackmailed by him, but he didn't even offer conditions, and promised me to continue playing, which ...... It's just incomprehensible. ”

Konstantin shook his head: "Karen, your biggest problem is that you always think that human feelings in the world are nothing more than a transaction. I've lived so long, even if I only have one eyeball, I can see people more clearly. There are many people in the world who talk and fart, but there is definitely no Kenjiro Shirai among them. He was very proud in his bones and was a man who valued promises over gold. Those words on the side of the ring, you shouldn't actually say, it seems that you don't trust him. ”

"Trust?" Xia Cheng suddenly retorted, his tone fierce, "I've known him for less than forty-eight hours, how do you think I should trust him?" ”

"Karen, I know that you don't trust men because of your mother—"

"Shut up!"

Xia Cheng interrupted Konstantin's words irritable and rude, turned around and left.

Putting aside Xia Cheng's entanglement, returning to the rented short-term apartment and opening the laptop, Xu Changqing was suddenly stunned.

The desktop is wrong. Microsoft's blue sky and white clouds vanished, and a thick gray fog took its place. The hideous white-faced demon face flickered in the fog, and the smile was gloomy and full of malice.

Right-clicked, but the mouse is locked. The small white arrow fades away and becomes a black quill. Drops of blood-red ink dripped down the tip of the pen and flowed freely on the toolbar. One by one, the icons were eaten by the blood ink, and even the Windows Start button in the lower left corner was not spared.

He tried keyboard operation, but nothing worked. No key combinations worked, only weird clicks.

The white-faced demon face spoke, and his voice was more gloomy than a smile: "It's useless, it's useless, I see you, you have nowhere to run." ”

This picture, this atmosphere, if it were replaced by others, it might be scared, but Xu Changqing would not. The Fog Demon was a computer whiz, and he knew about it for a long time. With psychological preparation, if you look at the white-faced demon blood feather pen or something, it's nothing more than a horror animation. What about the effect of being scared to death, crawling out of the screen and biting me?

From the very beginning, this laptop was made for the fog demon. When scanning the 2ch post record, Xu Changqing deliberately didn't wipe the tail of his hand clean, wanting to try the other party's skills. It had been too peaceful before, but it made him wait for boredom. Now the fog demon is finally here, and it's still beautiful dark. The Tyrant's cool and aggressive intrusion effect is indeed very similar to that guy's style. Now this notebook is a valuable first-hand research material. After a thorough analysis, you can learn about the techniques of the Mist Demon.

As for the losses? Not at all. Except for a messy web browsing history, the fog demon gets nothing.