Chapter 334: Little Fresh Meat and Black Immortality

After 15 minutes of the final battle, the ring entered a dead silence like a purpose, and the demon god Buu was still standing in the middle of the ring. I saw him raise his hand and rub his chin, and a hook from Jin Ding just now almost knocked him to the ground, but Buu's movements were still faster, dodging half of it, and also unloading 7% of his strength.

For this punch, Jin Ding also paid the price, he fell to the ground, his right hand has been twisted into a strange shape, it is estimated that he will not be engaged in the work of a thief in the next half a year.

He almost fainted, he spat blood to the floor, and his body was covered with bruises as if he had been beaten by more than 100 big men, except for his twisted hands, and bruised fist marks could be seen everywhere all over his body.

"Little newcomer, yes, it's been a long time since I've been able to knock out my fist, and if you surrender now, I won't kill you." Buu half-squatted in front of Jin Ding, showing his big white teeth and said kindly.

"It's ridiculous...... How can you lose in such a place......" Jin Ding grabbed the iron cage railing behind him and stood up, "like you don't know what kind of world I live in?" It's a world where you can't lose once...... "It's hard to explain to people, it's clear that Jinding is a thief, but he has the dignity that he can't bow his head.

In Tianle, he doesn't have the skill of silver nails, he doesn't have the eloquence of deceiving the dead with a platinum ring, he doesn't have the good driving skills of an iron chain, and he is not as beautiful as a hosta to attract the attention of the surroundings.

He was good for nothing but fighting, but in the end, he lost in the ring. Even if he died, he didn't want his father to see his depressed appearance of being defeated by 1V1 and lying on the hospital bed.

"You're really stubborn, then hit until you can't get up." Buu yawned and rushed forward again, another set of combination punches, and every impact on Jin Ding's body could be heard like a sandbag-like snapping sound, how many of his ribs were intact? All the viewers are guessing.

Jin Ding, who only had one hand to use, was passively defended against the iron cage with his back, and saw that death was not far away. Shen Ming wrote vigorously in the palm of the hosta, "Save him." ”

The hosta looked sideways at Liu Qingcheng's appearance, and those eyes were already glowing cold. This guy is famous for his love of tea and boxing, and it makes no sense to disturb him at this time, because of the underground boxing match, he is just a spectator and cannot participate in the game, otherwise he will be rumored to play fake boxing, and there will be no business in the future.

The hosta was helpless, and replied to Shen Ming with 3 words, "Look at the will of heaven ......" The meaning is very clear, whether Jin Ding can escape this catastrophe depends on luck.

Shen Ming didn't like this answer, and felt the same frustration as being given up treatment.

"It's over..."Buu slammed an uppercut into Jinding's chin from the bottom up. But no one expected that the dying Jin Ding also dodged this killer punch sideways, and opened his teeth and bit Buou's black arm.

"Ah............" Buu screamed, "let go... Bastard... Bastard... Are you a dog? …”

Enraged, Buu slammed Jin Ding's head until he flew into the cage and bounced back to the ground. Looking at Buu's black arm, the flesh was already blurred, and there was a golden canine tooth embedded in the flesh.

"Since you can't afford to lose...... Then die......" Buu put down the teeth on his arm with a hideous face, and stood in front of Jin Ding with a bloody fist, Jin Ding on the ground had fallen into a semi-fainting state, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had just eaten something good.

"Let's die...... Buu put his five fingers together into a hand knife, aiming at the back of Jin Ding's neck, which is Buu's usual form of execution, a knife with one hand to cut off the cervical vertebrae, the person is dead, but the neck is still connected by flesh and skin, and the audience is commonly known as "decapitation".

But just as Buu was about to attack, a black hidden weapon suddenly penetrated the gap in the railing of the iron cage and smashed directly on the back of Buu's head.

Looking back, the secret weapon that attacked him turned out to be a dirty parallel leather shoe.

"Who?" Buu roared and shouted to the audience, he didn't care if these people were his food and clothing, those who dared to attack him at such a time were enemies.

Everyone was yelled at and looked left and right, and then everyone invariably saw Shen Ming sitting in the front row, because only one leather shoe was left on his foot......

"What are you doing?" Liu Qingcheng was furious, although Shen Ming was a relative of the hosta, but the act of meddling in the underground boxing match was to be thrown into the Huangpu River with three knives and six holes to feed the fish.

"I'm sorry, I'm a nationalist, and I don't want to see a gringo kill a Celestial Empire. I don't care what you think, watching that do the black hand makes me angry. Shen Ming sarcastically said without hesitation.

"Two dogs... What are you doing... I'm really sorry, Mr. Liu, I didn't discipline him well, I'll take him away now..."The hosta nervously yelled at Shen Ming while apologizing to Liu Qingcheng, wanting to get away with it like this.

Liu Qingcheng was angry, but in front of the hosta, he really didn't know what to do with Shen Ming, a daring kid, for a while?

"Hey, 'national hero', you can't get used to seeing me kill the people of the Celestial Empire, come in and kill me. What kind of ability is it to lose shoes? Buu was like a provoked tiger in a cage, he was so angry that he grinned his teeth, picked up the leather shoes on the ground casually, and tore them in half with his bare hands in front of Shen Ming.

"You're paralyzed...... I'm just going to pay me for this pair of shoes. Shen Ming's eyebrows were exposed, and he looked at Liu Qingcheng and asked, "Can Mr. Liu go in and fight the dog?" ”

"Of course, this is a boxing ring, and we welcome a kind of challenger." Liu Qingcheng suddenly rose up for this unexpected development direction.

"Two dogs... Are you crazy? will be killed..."The hosta held Shen Ming's hand tightly, her eyes full of tears and reluctance.

"Ruonan...... The men fight fiercely, and the women go coolly. Shen Ming took off the hosta's hand, took off his shoes and socks and walked to the iron cage boxing ring.

The iron cage rose again, the medical staff came to the stage, checked Jin Ding's state, and quickly carried him back to the backstage, while the cleaner cleaned the blood stains on the ring at a faster speed, for fear that when the iron cage was put down, he would still be inside.

Walking barefoot into the ring, the cold floor still had a faint smell of blood, reminding Shen Ming that he was in hell in the eyes of many losers.

"Good boy, there is really a kind, you are the first audience who dares to sneak up on me and dare to walk into this cage." When the cage was lowered again, all Buu's anger vanished, for his enemies were already in his absolute realm. Unless he was beaten to death by himself, Shen Ming had no chance of leaving here secondly.

"Originally, the dog bit the person, and people shouldn't bite the dog, but I just can't see a foreign dog like you bullying the people of the Celestial Empire, I'm sorry, I'm racist." Shen Ming put his hands in his trouser pockets and smiled.

"It doesn't matter, whatever you say now I will only take it as my last words, who will be angry with the dead?" Buu said.

"Dead? Planes, tanks, rocket launchers didn't kill me...... You? Is it worthy? Shen Ming sneered and took off the T-shirt he bought at a roadside stall for only 28 yuan, revealing a monster-like physique, each of the countless hideous wounds was enough to tear ordinary humans apart, but they were all so perfectly accumulated on his body, it was hard to imagine what he had experienced?

"Military?" Buu was also taken aback.

"Confidential." Shen Ming threw his pair out of the crack in the iron cage.

"There's no reason, isn't the Celestial Empire a force that hasn't participated in large-scale operations?" Buu has also seen many opponents of the Celestial Empire's special forces, but their bodies are so white that they are embarrassing.

"Are you here to box, or are you here to check your account? It's your business. Shen Ming turned around and said disdainfully.

"Since you are looking for death, then it will be done for you." Buu walked to the center of the ring again.

And the host also made an exception and started canvassing outside the venue, "Gentlemen and ladies... I've hosted more than 100 games and never been as excited as I am today... The continuous battle of the wheels reminds me of the feeling of playing The King of Fighters 97 in my childhood.

You must be as excited as I am...

Yes... Not only can you see the wonderful game, but you can also participate in it, new bets have appeared, how can you stagnate, take out the check, do your best, the victory will come to you..."

The host's shouting was about to start singing, and the audience also picked up IPADMINI to look at the new odds.

This gamble is really shameless to the end, the demon god Buu is 10 to 1, and Shen Ming is 1 to 15. The on-site planning also gave Shen Ming a very appropriate name...... 'Tiger Feeder'.

Everyone bet one after another, unexpectedly, more than 9 percent of the bets are all concentrated on Shen Ming's body, although they are all 10,000 pieces, and some even only have 5000, but the bet is Shen Ming's super high odds.

If they lose, it will be regarded as a funeral fee for Shen Ming, but what if they win? The odds of 15x are still very tempting.

"Liu, can you still save him?" The hosta looked at Liu Qingcheng with tears in her eyes, and the tone was already begging. I've known each other for a few months, and we see each other almost every day, but Liu Qingcheng has never seen a hosta like this.

"I'm sorry, he walked into the cage on his own, and now ...... Only he can save himself...... Pretending to be forced is a price......" Liu Qingcheng's heart blossomed, but there was still a look of regret on his face.

The bronze bell rang again like a death knell, and a slaughtering fist match began again. Buu and Shen Ming stood in the middle of the ring 3 meters apart, and they heard the bell but were unmoved.

A murderous aura spread along the floor to all sides, and all the audience couldn't help but hold their breath, and some of them had poor cardiopulmonary function.

"Boy, do it, did you come in and put POSS?" Buu said defiantly, accustomed to it.

"I'm Xiao Xianrou, you're black and immortal, I'll give you a little discount, the first punch, I'll slap my face." Shen Ming stepped forward.

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