Chen's cripple hunched waist. The body is slightly tilted to the right about ten degrees. Those cloudy eyes made him look like an old dog with a broken candle, staring at Johnson opposite him in a trance and hunger, as if he were looking at a bone that was still steaming. Unspeakably treacherous.

On the other hand, Johnson, the super-ruthless man who is second to none in the underground boxing stadium in Huaxin City, is slightly squinting at his sharp eyes like a falcon, and overlooking Chen Cripple with a strong sense of oppression. The muscles all over his body are tense and ready to go, and when the referee blows the whistle, he will go down the mountain and rush towards Chen Cripple.

In terms of appearance and aura alone, Johnson undoubtedly has an eighty percent chance of winning. It seems that Chen Cripple, who has established a tall and powerful image in the hearts of the surrounding gamblers, has no chance of winning.

And in fact, these gamblers don't hold out any hopes. Especially a regular in the boxing ring, who doesn't know that Johnson is a perennial general? Who doesn't know that Johnson is the top king who dominates the boxing ring?

This battle seems to have ended before it has even begun.

Beep!

The whistle blew violently, but no one from the onlookers made a sound. Just staring at what seemed to them what might be the most thrilling and beautiful game, or it could be the most boring and boring. No one cheered, no one shouted. Even after Johnson and Chen Cripple stood in the ring for nearly ten seconds without moving, these impatient gamblers waited patiently.

A pair of expectant and apprehensive eyes were projected on the ring, and the atmosphere was slightly oppressive and gloomy.

And Chen Cripple in the boxing ring just stared indifferently at Johnson opposite. Motionless. It looks like a stone sculpture fixed to the ground.

Sou!

After nearly half a minute of confrontation, Johnson jerked.

Castration is like a rainbow, wrapped in wind and thunder.

Chirping!

Johnson's fist, which hits thousands of times a day, was like a missile, and like a sharp weapon, tearing through the air in front of him and hitting Chen's lame face.

Smack!

Until that fist burst into the air, almost smashing into Chen's cripple head. This cripple, who was not favored at all, shook his arm suddenly, seemingly slow and sluggish, but in fact his arm was amazingly slapping away Johnson's attack.

Bang!

Side kick!

Sidekick without suspense, without warning!

A straight kick to Chen's crippled right leg!

Damn it!

Cunning!

Treacherous!

Almost at the same time, those gamblers all despised Johnson, the super black boxing king who took advantage of people's danger, in their hearts!

Chen, who has played four boxing matches, has a problem with his left leg, which is tied by an iron hoop, which is extremely inconvenient to move, and only his right leg is left to move and attack. This is well known. It is also the reason why gamblers admire this limp who can still win four games.

And in fact, this is also his disadvantage. His Achilles' heel.

Crippled on one leg, he could only move on his right leg to dodge.

Now, he has been side-kicked in his right leg, and it seems that Johnson intends to specialize in it.

This made the gamblers, who already had little confidence in Chen Cripple, even more apprehensive and uneasy. According to this style of play, it is estimated that it will not take a minute for Chen Cripple to lose the game, not to mention, he may also be kicked off his right leg by the fierce and vicious Johnson. Become a waste in a wheelchair for a lifetime!

Human nature has one thing in common, sympathy for the weak. It's also a quarrel between men and women, whether it's a man or a woman, and it's usually the woman who ends up gaining popular support.

The same is true at this moment, Chen Cripple is destined to be the weak side, so the gamblers are all on his side, whether it is betting on him to win or bet on him to lose, this is the normal thinking of a normal person.

Bang bang!

It was another two sharp side kicks, and the straight kick made Chen lame staggered back.

Johnson didn't intend to go head-to-head with Chen, as soon as he came to the stage, as soon as he attacked, except for the iron fist attack from the beginning, he kept kicking the right leg that supported Chen's standing at a tricky angle. This is a devastating attack that is difficult to dodge for Chen Cripple!

"Insidious!" Chen Ling said resentfully.

"This is a fist of life and death." Lin Ze took a puff of his cigarette and said calmly. "When Chen Cripple came to power, he expected to be oppressed by his opponent with such a style of play."

Chen Ling was dissatisfied: "The opponent is just a cripple, and he is already in a weak state in terms of physical coordination. Isn't it okay to use a normal attack routine? Aren't you afraid of being scolded and spit on? ”

"Who cares?" Lin Ze said indifferently. "If you lose a boxing match, you're probably killed. In this world, what is more important than life? ”

"I think Johnson has been able to get to where he is today, step by step, because he does have excellent psychological quality and ability to analyze the situation." Lin Ze looked very indifferent and said ruthlessly.

Chen Ling glanced at Lin Ze in astonishment, not understanding why he would say such a thing.

You know, no matter what, he should be on Chen's cripple's side. In fact, he didn't seem to help anyone, just analyzed the boxing match with an almost heartless mentality.

If you can't figure it out, then you don't want to. Chen Ling suppressed her uneasiness and looked at the ring again, where the situation was one-sided.

Bang bang bang!

Chen Cripple was kicked by Johnson and kept retreating, but there was no movement on his waxy desolate face, and his cloudy eyes were also staring at each other calmly.

Every attack Johnson makes, it will bring him great trauma. Not on the legs, but on the balance of the body.

His left leg was completely framed by an iron hoop, and he couldn't bend it at all. Even if you walk, you drag it straight forward. Therefore, when the right leg is attacked, it is difficult for Chen to maintain his balance, and he may even be knocked to the ground by a side kick.

"Whew!"

Johnson, who had been kicking for a minute, stagnated slightly, and looked at the crippled man like an old dog on the opposite side with some surprise, his eyes full of shock.

He is very confident in his leg strength. With one foot, you can kick a sturdy table straight away. However, after a minute of side kicks, the opposing man was still able to stand firmly. What's even more terrifying is that the other party is still a cripple!

There was a slight sense of frustration in the depths of my heart. Johnson is another lightning-fast side kick!

Bang!

Surprisingly, this kick failed to kick the cripple in Chen's thigh, but was split by the cripple lightly - with his right leg!

Sonor!

A heavy metal sound vibrated loudly, and Chen's crippled left leg, which could not be bent, slammed forward and stomped hard in the ring.

Chen, who had been silent for nearly a minute and a half, attacked!

Slow as an old scalper, it stepped forward at an extremely sluggish speed, but it was impossible to avoid a kick!

Sou!

A deep and calm side kick, a side kick that is no different from Johnson's.

Bang!

Johnson crossed his left arm, trying to resist the seemingly rotten and weak kick of the lame, but when his arm touched the opponent's side kick, he suddenly found that the strength of the opponent's kick was far more terrifying than he imagined!

Click!

The arm was kicked and broken, but Chen's lame kick was not blocked at all, and it was pumped into Johnson's waist again!

Smack!

Johnson's sturdy body was actually whipped sideways. Hit the edge of the ring!

"Hmm-"

The back was kicked, Johnson's throat was suddenly sweet, and a fishy smell oozed from his throat. He hurriedly swallowed, wiped the little blood from the corner of his mouth, and struggled to get up from the hard and cold ring. Like a wounded beast looking at the dead cripple who doesn't say a word, but kicks itself away!

"Thunderbolt strike." The priest exclaimed. "Hold it for a minute and a half, just waiting for this kick? I have to say that compared to when he had all his legs, he has now reached another level. Abandon the twists and turns in the fight, and deceive me. Attack in the thickest and least fancy way. Johnson can't beat him, so he knocks Johnson down with one blow. ”

"The end of the crossbow." Lin Ze commented. "He can't kick Johnson over again, it's still him."

Frankly speaking, if it weren't for the fact that Lin Ze was sitting next to the big brother on the road who she couldn't afford to provoke, Chen Ling really wanted to strangle this guy who poured cold water on him. Glancing at the ring where the situation had changed dramatically, he asked confusedly. "Since he has the ability to kick Dwayne Johnson away, why didn't he do it in the first place, until now?"

"He didn't have that ability at first." Lin Ze shook his head and said.

"Why?" Chen Ling was puzzled.

"A lame wolf still has the ability to bite is still not comparable to that of a robust domestic hound. But the hound is good at moving quickly and dodging quickly. Therefore, the wolf will choose to consume the physical energy of this hunting dog that constantly attacks it, making it slower and slower to react. When the hound is slow enough for a wolf to take a bite of it, it will take its mouth. Lin Ze continued his cigarette and analyzed indifferently. Because the wolf doesn't know if it will have a chance to bite a second bite after this bite. I am also worried that after attracting the attention of the hound, I will not give it a chance to speak. ”

Chen Ling was very helpless about Lin Ze's metaphor of a wild wolf and a hunting dog, but I have to say that Lin Ze explained it very clearly and was easy to digest. Looking up at Chen Cripple, who was leaning over and confronting Johnson, he was curious: "How many more bites can he take?" ”

"One bite." Lin Ze said without hesitation. "You can't bite Johnson, it's him who dies."

Chen Ling was stunned and looked at the ring extremely nervously.

Lin Ze was holding a cigarette, slightly tilting his head to glance at this woman who may have been scolded by countless people as a fox and a bad thing, and secretly thought: "A woman who is angry." ”

Chen's lame man's brazen attack shocked not only Chen Ling, but also the gamblers who were so nervous that their palms were sweating. As soon as he kicked Johnson, the scene resounded with fierce cheers and applause. Admiration and worship for this lame and bent man.

Physically handicapped. That's the kind of person you're talking about, right?

"Huhu-" Johnson breathed heavily, holding the sharp pain from his waist and even half of his body, bending down slightly, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

This cripple is strong.

Johnson gave a fair assessment.

The ability to resist hits is even more perverted to a terrifying degree.

Johnson involuntarily glanced at his right leg, which had been side-kicked more than a dozen times by himself, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

I still don't believe that your leg is an iron plate!

Sou!

Johnson scurried up like a beast. Smash Chen's cripple's right leg!

Smack!

The boxing suit hunted in the lightning-fast run, and Johnson's sidekick that was ready to go was volleyed in the air as he approached Chen's cripple.

Bang!

This kick exhausted all his strength, and it was pumped on Chen's lame right leg without reservation!

Syllable!

It's like pumping the palm of your hand on your cheek, and there is a little crisp illusion in a trance.

Syllable!

Chen's crippled right leg was pumped away, and his whole body was sideways, falling straight to the right.

Just when everyone thought that this boxing match was over and ended with Chen Cripple being knocked down, an accident appeared very treacherously.

Chen's crippled man, whose head was almost hitting the ground, jerked forward with his left leg raised high because his body had fallen—the left leg that was clinging to the iron frame was weirdly and jerkily pumped towards Johnson's head!

Bang!

Thump!

The two masters in the ring both fell to the ground. Seeing the gamblers' hearts pounding and numb.

Chen Cripple had already been fully prepared to knock down Johnson with a kick, and the strong man who dominated the underground boxing arena in Huaxin City finally couldn't get up, lying in the ring and convulsing, red blood gushing out of his mouth and nose. His eyes were unwillingly and incredulously staring at the cripple Chen who was struggling to get up, and then closed his eyes in despair.

"Hmm-"

The crippled Chen, who was put down, struggled to get up, but blood was gushing in his mouth. He stretched out his hand to wipe it off, then limped to the head of the ring not far away, bent down, and said indistinctly, "One million." Give me. ”

The referee stayed where he was, waiting for him to come to his senses and was busy writing the check, but Chen Cripple frowned and shook his head: "I want cash." ”

The person in charge immediately instructed his subordinates to put a million cash in a black bag and hand it to Chen Cripple, who was sitting on the edge of the ring.

The scene cheered, roared, and stirred, and threw the most fanatical glances at this cripple who broke the domestic record.

Lin Ze extinguished the cigarette butt that had been burned to the end, got up slowly, and said heroically: "From today on, there will be no Chen Yiliang in Huaxin City, only a lame Chen who is lame and bent over, breaking the domestic black boxing record. Mighty! ”

~~PS: The second chapter is around twelve o'clock, well, already being written. Calm down. In addition, please don't be depressed why I spent so much pen and ink describing Chen Cripple, not just to write about him for the sake of writing about him, but from the appearance of Chen Cripple, I characterized him as a very heavy role. Please wait and see how the narcissistic and literate fat fat can write an exemplary supporting character that many web novels do not exist. Big supporting role.