One game after another full of suspense, it can be said that there are ups and downs, there is the joy of victory, there is the gloom of defeat, there is blood, tears and feelings, why do you want to say that there are feelings?

Look at the boxing ring, at this time, there is a macho man who is pressing another desperately struggling little man under him and waiting for the referee to count down, the macho man's obsession with victory is really terrible, even if he is misunderstood, he will not hesitate to make a base.

Soon, it was the turn of the last group of opponents in the preliminary round, and the two bald heads stood in the ring so eye-catching, which immediately attracted much attention, and at the same time made people feel a little sad.

Strictly speaking, Wu Ming is not bald now, his head has grown hair, and his opponent is a veritable bald head, the oily and shiny head makes people look dazzling, and the gecko may flash to the waist when he climbs up.

The big bald head folded his hands and performed a Buddha salute, and said with a smile: "My Dharma name is Shi Xinyu, I am a compassionate person, my heart is as wide as the universe, like the sea, but I am proficient in Shaolin's many stunts that are not passed on to the outside world, once I show it, it is like the ...... of the waves."

"Tao, your mother!" The referee yelled impatiently, and Shi Xinyu was immediately too frightened to speak again, this game is not scored, if no one falls to the ground, then the final winner or loser is all decided by the referee, and it is very unwise to make him unhappy.

Wu Ming snickered, then coughed lightly twice, and said concisely: "Wu Ming, the master of Nanquan, is good at ten-shaped boxing, and he is better at Ma Zi...... Belch...... Horse shape! ”

The referee smiled and nodded, and loudly announced, "Game on!" ”

Shi Xinyu shouted like a bluff, but he didn't attack, but cautiously circled around Wu Ming, stretched out his hand from time to time to provoke, and then retracted, Wu Ming didn't move, and coldly looked at him jumping up and down alone.

After performing the monkey show for a while, seeing the referee's face turn dark, Shi Xinyu hurriedly shouted: "Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!" After shouting, he put his hands together and pressed them towards Wu Ming's lungs, extremely fast......

He was fast, Wu Ming was faster than him, a light sideways fist slammed on his bare head, and then slowly added: "Heaven, horse, stream, star, fist!" ”

Shi Xinyu jumped to the side with his head in his hands, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and he immediately made a small report to the referee: "I want to protest!" He's not using a national technique! He's not a ten-shaped fist at all. ”

The referee turned his head to the side and used silence to show that the protest was invalid, Wu Ming looked at Shi Xinyu and showed a smug expression, as if to say that the scale of victory has fallen to the side of his brother, you accept your fate!

Shi Xinyu snorted unconvinced, took a horse step, held his breath, rushed towards Wu Ming with his arms in a frenzy, and shouted: "Look at my long-armed Luohan fist!" ”

"Long-armed Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

"Mighty King Kong Palm!"

"Mighty Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

"Great mercy and compassion Chiba hand!"

"Damn! Want to pop up gostry? Wu Ming awkwardly avoided the sinister popping chrysanthemum, a coquettish twisted around, and once again picked up his fist and smashed it on Shi Xinyu's slippery head, and said leisurely: "Great Compassion Tianma Meteor Fist!" ”

The audience couldn't help but laugh, a round has not ended, Shi Xinyu has been knocked on the head by Wu Ming, he covered his head and looked at the referee with tears in his eyes, and said sadly: "It's too bullying, don't fight, I admit defeat!" ”

The referee walked up to Wu Ming, grabbed his arm and raised it, and said, "Win the nine!" ”

Seeing that Wu Ming also won the victory, Yang Ganglie shouted excitedly, and a group of his younger brothers whistled loudly, on the contrary, after Shi Xinyu returned to the stands, a big fat man scolded him a few dirty words, and walked away with a group of people.

He Su watched a group of people leave with a cold eye, flicked the bangs on his forehead, and asked lightly: "Do you say that this No. 9 is powerful or that No. 16 is powerful just now?" ”

A big man with a thick beard showed a look of contempt and said in a deep voice: "No. 9 is fast, No. 16 is powerful, if it starts, it should be No. 16 who will win!" ”

"Why?"

"No. 16's ability to resist attacks is very good, he used the Huaxia Army boxing, and he should be from a special forces."

"Special forces?" He Su showed an interested expression and smiled, "What if I compare with you?" ”

The big man touched a black oil paint on his face with his hand, and said proudly: "Black soldiers are invincible." ”

"Not necessarily, right?" A grim-faced white man sneered in a stiff Erros language, "I've ever worn a red beret, am I worse than you?" ”

The two eyes collided fiercely, with a strong smell of gunpowder, and they looked like they were ready to fight at any time, and He Sutou didn't look back, and said tepidly: "You disturbed my mood to watch martial arts." ”

"I'm sorry! Master Peter! The two tigers that were about to exit the gate immediately turned into two docile kittens.

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The game continued, people kept being eliminated, and the boss kept leaving angrily with his subordinates, and Yang Ganglie's mood became more and more excited.

"your sister! How can you kick Pegasus Meteor Punch? A man in his thirties who looked like an orangutan covered his ass and scolded: "You are so fucking insidious, you will definitely not have a son in the future." ”

"It's your business!"

Who says it's none of my business? You kicked Lao Tzu's ass, the orangutan man was so angry that he yelled, persevered and pounced on Wu Ming, and once again sent the buttocks full of shoe prints into Wu Ming's attack range, and finally caused a big disaster.

Wu Ming was very disgusted with this venomous tongue man who always had a dirty mouth, and unceremoniously rewarded him with a ruthless whip leg, and his toes accurately hit the orangutan man's buttocks, focusing on hitting the ten rings!

"Ahh The orangutan clutched his buttocks and screamed, falling to the ground with tears streaming down his face, rolling in pain, and no longer able to swear.

can make a big man cry on the spot, it must be painful to the bone marrow, right? Zhuge Dachang, who had successfully advanced to the finals, broke out in a cold sweat, he had always wanted to have a good fight with Wu Ming, but when he saw Wu Ming's shot, he felt furious in his heart.

There is only pain, no pleasure, normal people don't like to enjoy it very much, right?

If he fights with that kid, he may go all out, and then the problem will be serious, if this bastard is in a hurry, he will always subconsciously attack the land of egg chrysanthemum, and before he has practiced the magic skill of shrinking yang into the abdomen, it is better not to mess with him, Zhuge Dachang secretly decided.

There is no sorrow of the balls, and there is no need to lose the balls to know how sad it is.

After the orangutan man covered his ass in pain, Wu Ming also successfully advanced to the finals, and just like that, the two Saint Seiyas who had never met met in the finals!

Although the final victory or defeat has not yet been revealed, everything is over for Yang Ganglie, the remaining two are his people, it doesn't matter to him who wins or loses, he is the biggest winner tonight.

A gray-haired old man walked in front of Yang Ganglie with dozens of entourage, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Boss Yang!" ”

"Where, where, that's what you seniors gave me." Yang Ganglie's mouth was modest, but he couldn't hide the smugness on his face.

"Humph! With so many goods, can you eat them alone? Aren't you afraid of dying? A young man beside the old man sneered.

"Whether you can eat or not is my Yang someone's business, don't work hard and worry about you!" Yang Gang said with a smile.

"Let's go!" The old man glanced at Yang Ganglie lightly, then walked up to He Su and said a few words, and then left the gymnasium with people, as soon as they left, only Yang Ganglie and He Su's last two groups were left in the entire gymnasium.

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The finals are about to start, although there is no suspense for Yang Ganglie, but he is still very curious, who is more powerful among the two bodyguards who spent a lot of money to bring back?

Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang sat on the sidelines drinking water, the task has been achieved, and the competition is also meaningless to them, however, the prize money is only available for the first place, as for the right to belong?

The brother still has to settle the account, Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "How about half of the bonus for one person?" ”

Zhuge Dachang rubbed his hands and said with a dry smile: "Sangui! Can you let my brother win once? ”

"That's four-six!"

"You goddamn money junkie!"

"Sanqi!"

"Alright! All right! I'm afraid of you, four six is four six! Zhuge Dachang said angrily, put his head to Wu Ming's ear as he spoke, and muttered a few words mysteriously.

Wu Ming couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, and said with a smile: "There is no mother here, who do you want to win so beautiful?" ”

Zhuge Dachang secretly glanced at He Su's side, and said with a smile: "Then you don't care." ”

The two walked into the ring slowly, and when the referee announced the start of the game, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang immediately showed grim expressions, and their eyes were extremely sharp, just like the legendary eyes that stare at who was pregnant, as if they were going to tear each other apart.

What a scary look! Yang Ganglie, who came to the sidelines, and the little brothers couldn't help but show a look of surprise, could these two people be inseparable? The look of cannibalism doesn't look like a show at all, do they have a grudge against killing their father? The hatred of taking a wife?

"Suffer death!" Zhuge Dachang made a set of dazzling movements, then jumped on the spot, stretched out his palms and made a move to hit the girl in the air, and roared: "A slap in the face of the dragon, Kanglong has regrets!" ”

"Ugh!" Wu Ming immediately made a gesture of Xi Shi's heart, gasped, and said intermittently: "You...... You really learned that Kang Long has regrets, and I lost. After speaking, he fell directly to the ground.

It's a cold day, but the audience is so hot that they sweat, damn it! What a fucking fuck! What kind of bodyguard can you be with this acting! It is more than enough to be an actor, and he has the strength to take this emperor and that emperor.

Seeing the referee's stupid hair, Zhuge Dachang shouted dissatisfiedly: "Look at your sister! Don't hurry up and count down! ”

"Huh? Oh oh......" The referee squatted next to Wu Ming and began to count: "One, two......"

When the count reached ten, Wu Ming got up with a grunt, patted his clothes casually, and said with admiration: "Brother Pig's trick is really amazing!" It's a good thing you're merciful, or I'd be here. ”

"Where, where!" Zhuge Dachang showed a sympathetic expression, and said: "To spare people and spare people, it is definitely not my style to kill them all." ”

Still acting? The audience cut together, all showing disdain.