readx; Li Yihua looked in the direction pointed by Hong Jinbao, and on both sides of the ring sat two people preparing for the match, and he couldn't see the faces of the two clearly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But in terms of volume, it is not proportional to it, or it is far from it.

I saw the two people in the game, one of the boxers is a yellow race, there is no characteristic, he belongs to the kind of person who will never take a second look when thrown in the crowd, in addition to the ordinary appearance, the only thing that can be praised is the well-developed muscles of the whole body. But the inadvertent gaze suddenly attracted Li Yihua, he had only seen this kind of gaze once, when the ghost hand dragon held a machete and revealed his murderous intentions to himself, it was cold and lonely! Yes, this kind of gaze is a killing machine, I didn't expect it to appear on this ordinary man, a casual eye can exude such a strong killing intention, this person is definitely not simple, Li Yihua said secretly in his heart.

The other fighter is a black man, he is in his thirties, 2 meters tall, a pair of strong muscles, his body moves and his bones are chaotic, and the chest hair on his chest is very vigorous, like a humanoid mountain of meat, full of strength, and he has a golden championship belt pinned to his waist. Raising his fists wrapped in white linen cloth in the ring drew screams from the Muay Thai fans in the ring. And that contemptuous look is like a condescending beast looking for food, which is intimidating.

"Ah Hua, isn't it exciting?" Hong Jinbao looked at Li Yihua with a smile, those two small eyes exuded a greedy gaze, he had earned a lot in the first few games, "For the battle of the strong below, who are you going to press to win?" You must know that since you came here, you haven't bet yet, this is the last game, see the underground black boxing does not gamble, so what's the point? ”

"What's the odds?"

For this enthusiastic and over-the-top brother with a helpless face, from the beginning he has been chattering about how happy it is to gamble, men don't gamble and be a man, there is a kind of meaning that he will not give up if he is not led to this road. Li Yihua glanced at it lightly, even if he didn't persuade him this time, he planned to gamble, you must know that killing is not something that can be practiced casually, you must roll three times in death and life, and exercise it in killing.

"Taylor, that is, the black man, known as the golden fighter in the black boxing world, has not lost a single match, including 20 knockouts, and the odds are 1 to 2; And the man over there is called Bing Feng, who has only recently debuted and has won 20 unbeaten games, with odds of 10 to 10! ”

"Oh, I see!" Others showed disdain for Bing Feng, a boxer who had just debuted, how powerful could he be, and shouted: "It turned out to be a rookie, no wonder the odds are so high!" ”

"Ah Hua, do you think that one has a good chance of winning?" , Hong Jinbao asked curiously, Taylor's skills are recognized, and the kid next to him is just a newcomer, with experience in round boxing, and the ability to adapt on the spot, he prefers to believe Taylor, after all, the golden fighter in the black boxing world is not called for nothing.

Li Yihua did not hesitate, and said directly to Hong Jinbao: "Press 100,000 for me and buy 'Bingfeng' to win!" ”

"Isn't it!" Hong Jinbao looked at him in surprise, afraid that he didn't understand the market, so he hurriedly persuaded him, "Bing Feng is a newcomer, I also watched his last game, although he has a certain strength, but he played very hard, and he almost lost!" ”

"That's it, 100,000!"

Li Yihua's attitude is very resolute, but everyone can't understand why he is optimistic about 'Bingfeng', in fact, there are only a handful of people who buy Bingfeng to win this game, and those who bet on him are far less than him, these people are actually just trying their luck, and his shot is definitely a big deal.

No matter how foolish everyone looked, Li Yihua still went his own way, only he knew that how could a person with such a murderous spirit be a general, it was useless to say more, only the result explained everything.

Although the contact time was not long, Hong Jinbao knew that once Li Yihua's decision was made, it would be difficult to be changed, so he stopped persuading. He was very righteous and bought 100,000 US dollars for Li Yihua to buy Bingfeng to win, while he pressed 200,000 to buy Taylor to win, and others also bet on Taylor.

Taylor and his opponents are still preparing to give the wealthy people watching enough time to bet. In order to liven up the atmosphere, when the host began to introduce Taylor, I saw that he was kicking, kicking, and elbowing, and he compared his middle finger to the opponent with a fierce expression.

"Damn, this thing is so arrogant, but I like it!"

"Taylor, it's up to you, Young Master Ben has put a lot of money on you."

"Taylor, shoot him!"

When the host read Bing Feng's name, the audience laughed and sighed.

"So thin, and still come to fight black boxing, it's really looking for death!"

"I don't think he can survive the first round!"

"It's been a long time since I've seen Taylor KO an opponent, and I believe I can definitely witness it this time."

In the face of the audience's embarrassment, Bing Feng did not hurry, and slowly came to the bottom of the ring, not jumping into the ring like Taylor, but carrying it up step by step.

"Boy, I see you hurry down, otherwise Lao Tzu will screw your head off and kick it as a ball." Taylor's eyes were fixed on Bing Feng, extremely fierce, as if he had a great hatred for Bing Feng.

The corners of Bing Feng's mouth were slightly upturned, and his hands naturally drooped, standing still. He glanced at his opponent with cold eyes, "Before the game, you were moved by the outside world, and you lost this fight!" ”

Taylor is tall and muscular, while Bingfeng wears a white vest and is of average shape.

A trace of anger flashed in Taylor's eyes, Bing Feng was so arrogant, he obviously looked down on him, no matter how good his mentality was, he couldn't control it, not to mention that he was a grumpy person. I remember one time, an opponent scolded him arrogantly, and he knocked his opponent to death.

Taylor said coldly: "Self-defeating boy, I won't knock you out." I will torture you little by little, and make you taste the terrible price you have to pay for insulting me! ”

"Let's go!"

The referee let out a loud shout and hurriedly withdrew to the side of the ring.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Bing Feng stomped on the ground, his muscles and bones roared together, making a sound like popping beans, and his right fist rubbed his ribs and drilled up from his chest, which was the best military body fist.

"Huh?" Taylor only felt a strong wind waving across his chest. My heart trembled, and I didn't expect the other party to attack silently.

"The uppercut of the military body fist wants to hit me, don't dream in vain."

Seeing Ming Bingfeng's moves, a trace of disdain flashed in Taylor's eyes, in his eyes, these are all pediatrics, and his favorite is free fighting, a lethal move. Without waiting for the punch to hit the chin, with the chest and abdomen, and the elbows of both hands bent like two big axes, the opponent's head must be clamped.

Double elbow strike!

The elbow pinch is similar to the double-peaked piercing action, but the elbow tip is a hundred times stronger than the double fist, and if you are caught in the head, you will be directly unconscious, which is rarely used in professional Muay Thai competitions.

There was a strong wind in his ears, and Bing Feng knew that he couldn't make a hard connection, so he didn't wait for the opponent to attack, and suddenly lowered his body, and dodged the heavy blow of his elbow chuck like a monkey.

At the same time, the punch landed with him, and a strong punch hit the opponent's body.

Bang!

Taylor took two steps back, his facial muscles twitching a few times. His eyes narrowed into a slit, and a hint of surprise flashed.

"But that's it!" Taylor, who was on stage, snorted, spat out the blood in his mouth, and patted his chest to indicate that he was okay.

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