Lin Jian looked down at the twelve strong men from all over the world in the audience with a contemptuous look, shook his head disdainfully, moved his muscles, and even turned around defiantly and patted his buttocks, regardless of whether these opponents were angry or not, anyway, the effect of this show is leveraged, and the audience likes to watch Lin Jian's set, of course, if you can see Lin Jian, who has no one in his eyes, being beaten to death, it will be more interesting.

Manager He didn't expect Lin Jian to be so arrogant when he died, he sneered, stopped talking nonsense, and shouted with a wave of his hand: "The first challenger, Park Chengxing, please come to the stage!" ”

Park Chengxing stinked and got on the stage sullenly, he was wearing a white uniform, a black belt around his waist, and a chic hairband on his forehead, but it was a pity that others were too ugly, no matter how they dressed, Lin Jian, who was originally average-looking, was set off by his unique big cake face of the stick country, and immediately looked handsome and martial.

As soon as Park Chengxing came to the stage, he pretended to raise his feet left and right and threw out a few energetic flying kicks, babbling and screaming, until he found that everyone showed a smile that cared for the fool, so he stood up abruptly, squinting at Lin Jian with gloomy eyes.

Park Chengxing is very clear about his responsibilities, as the owner of a regular taekwondo gym, he is not good at the fighting style of black market boxing, and when he really fights, he is definitely not Lin Jian's opponent. And what Park Chengxing needs to do is to play a harlequin and cannon fodder in this big drama according to Brother Mang's instructions, try to consume Lin Jian's physical strength, and entertain the spectators by the way.

Speaking of which, Brother Mang's also has a little potential for film and television planning, the top three challengers Park Chengxing, Kameda Masao and Ruan Mai Yong, are all professional athletes, but they were coerced and lured by Brother Mang's coercion to come on stage to run a trick - the Chinese macho man beats the South Stick, the neon dwarf and the South Vietnamese monkey, which can definitely stimulate the cool point of this group of viewers.

However, as a citizen of the first country in the universe, Park Chengxing didn't plan to be passive and slack off, he didn't just want to consume Lin Jian's physical strength, but wanted to give the other party a dismount, and then pretend that his physical strength was not good, and the old injury recurred, so he just pushed the boat to lose, even if he lost, he had to output demeanor and force!

Therefore, as soon as the bell rang at the beginning of the game, Park Chengxing was like a wild dog that had escaped the reins, wah-wow and rushed forward, with his left foot as the support axis, his body twisted one hundred and eighty degrees and threw out a sharp right split, like a heavy tomahawk slashing towards Lin Jian's head.

However, Lin Jian looked at it but was a little absent-minded, and even looked at the sidelines with his head tilted, he didn't know what he was looking at, and he didn't notice this extremely lethal leg split.

Park Chengxing is also in his heart, the players in the black market boxing do not wear protective gear and a full set, if the leg is really split, the concussion is still second, maybe you can get a skull rupture and cerebral hemorrhage!

However, Park Chengxing obviously hadn't practiced to the level of a martial god who could easily retract his tricks, and he couldn't hold it at all when he threw it out, so he smashed it firmly on Lin Jian's heavenly spirit cover!

"Click!"

With a clear and audible crisp sound, Park Chengxing fell, his face was pale and cold sweat, his body was curled up and struggling on the ground, the foot joint of his right leg showed a terrifying twist, and the heel that should have protruded directly collapsed softly, and several sharp white broken bones even came out of the skin, dripping with blood!

And Lin Jian stood in place like a nobody, looking at Park Chengxing with an inexplicable face, he was distracted just now, and felt as if someone had gently patted his head, and when he turned his head, he saw Park Chengxing rushing into the street, he scratched his hair, smiled sarcastically, and asked curiously: "I haven't contributed yet, why did you fall?" ”

As soon as Lin Jian's words fell, the audience who reacted also let out deafening cheers, don't they think that Park Chengxing will play a fake match, who will fight to the point of being crippled with one foot? Although I don't know what happened to Park Sung-heung's kick, who cares about the rationality when I see such a "flesh-and-blood" game? It's bloody and cool!

"Made! This waste! is also a black belt in taekwondo, and he injured himself by splitting his legs! Just this ability, I am embarrassed to open an appearance fee of 200,000 yuan with Lao Tzu? ”

Brother Mang stared at the embarrassed Park Chengxing on the screen, and stomped his feet angrily, he hadn't seen the weirdness of the matter yet, but like most people, he felt that Park Chengxing had to have a name, and he sprained himself after he didn't do well in his movements, but he didn't expect that Park Chengxing felt kicked on a lump of cold steel at that time, and when he reacted, his right foot had been comminuted and fractured, the foot joint was directly broken, the knee joint was almost dislocated, and there were countless bone cracks on the big and small leg bones. His career as a taekwondo athlete was devastated!

Lin Jian, who easily won a blood, while accepting the cheers of the audience, looked around, carefully observed the crowd, and asked a little nervously in his heart: "Sanshun, you weren't delusional just now, right?" Is there really a demonic spirit? ”

Hu Sanshun replied with some anxiety: "Yes, just now, I noticed that there were two mysterious breaths nearby, one was demonic and the other was ...... I can't tell you a little bit, but I can only be sure that the other party is very strong! ”

Lin Jian was a little worried, for fear that there would be some uncontrollable accidents in the plan, and at this time, Hu Sanshun reminded him in a little panic: "It's here!" The goblins are coming this way! ”

Lin Jian clenched his fists with a vigilant expression, but he saw an old man and a young man suddenly coming out of the crowd.

The old one, wearing a smooth silk Tang suit, although holding a Luo Geng in his hand looks a little weird, but looking at the personable, he still looks like a retired rich idler. But the one who is missing, but his temperament and dress seem incompatible with the group of non-rich and expensive spectators, especially his dark green sanitation worker's jacket, which doesn't look like a rich young man who is qualified enough to watch the game and bet.

"Why don't you even have a stretcher here? Hey, you two together, carry the wounded over there, I'll do emergency care first, if it drags on for a long time, his foot will be disabled. ”

Qin Hunt stopped the staff who were busy "dragging the corpse" to clear the site, pointed to an empty corner on the side of the garage, and then took out a bunch of medical supplies such as bandages, tweezers, iodine wine, cotton swabs, etc. from the pants pocket like a four-dimensional pocket.

Due to its illegal nature, black market boxing is not like a regular professional competition, and it is inconvenient to find regular medical personnel to be responsible for first aid, resulting in an extremely high death and injury rate. In the sixties and seventies, when the development of black market boxing was most rampant. At one point, the mortality rate of the losers reached 70 percent.

The scale of the black market boxing tournament hosted by Brother Meng is not large, and the medical investment is not high, in order to keep it secret, he would rather pay more pensions and medical subsidies than hire a professional medical team to sit in charge, which is still clear to Manager He of Brother Meng.

The staff looked at Manager He blankly, Manager He made a decision, although he didn't know how these two outsiders got in, but now the matter was important, so he nodded, signaled the staff to cooperate with the other party's work, and quickly called a confidant brother and asked him to contact Brother Meng to discuss.

"Hey, it seems that Park Sung-heung's taekwondo is black with moisture, and he twisted his feet when he got into the ring, Nan Stick, everyone knows that the kung fu on his mouth is always the best, hahahaha...... Don't waste everyone's precious time, the second challenger, Masao Kameda, please play! ”

Manager He pulled the microphone, casually rounded the field a few times, and hurriedly urged the players to come to the stage, intending to consume Lin Jian with an intermittent wheel battle.

Kameda Masao is a middle-aged dwarf, with a fleshy round face and a little danren beard, which is a bit of the charm of the captain of Kameda's squad in the old anti-Japanese movie. He was dressed in a karate suit and a black belt, his face was grim and restrained, like a sword that could be unsheathed at any moment.

Kameda Masao, who is at the peak of his experience and body, is also a little famous in neon China, but because his son played krypton gold and lost his family's savings, he had to go around to make money.

Although he participated in the bloody and violent black market boxing, Kameda still bowed first like a regular professional match. However, his opponent didn't bother to even show the slightest hint of kung fu, and didn't look at him squarely, just tiptoeing, looking at the two old and young people with strange backgrounds in the corner.

"Game on!" Manager He couldn't get angry with Lin Jian's attitude at this sight, and announced the start of the game without reminding, and Kameda Masao, who had shown a martial artist's demeanor a moment ago, smiled slyly and almost stepped on a little to launch a surprise attack.

The world's martial arts have the same goal, which is to defeat the enemy in the most efficient way. After getting rid of many fancy tricks, karate and taekwondo are similar in many ways, especially the leg movements, like horizontal kicks, hook kicks, back kicks, back kicks, jump kicks and the like, which are not basically indistinguishable from professionals.

Kameda Masao chose the attack method of horizontal kick and hook kick, and a swift foot knife swept towards Lin Jian's neck like an incomparable sharp knife!

If the object is too rigid, it is easy to break.

"Click!"

It's a familiar sound again, and it's a familiar result.

Kameda Masao was not as tough as Park Sung-heung, he knelt on the ground with a "poof", holding his right leg with a broken tibia and fibula with both hands, crying and grabbing the ground.

"Huh? Started fighting? Lin Jian rubbed his somewhat itchy neck, turned his head to look, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and sighed in a tone of hatred: "Hey, it's okay for you to give some strength, I haven't contributed yet, and you have fallen, so it's boring!" ”

For a moment, there was silence in the arena, except for the painful howl of Kameda Masao.

"What's going on! What's going on! What's going on! Brother Mang was so angry that he smashed a bottle of whiskey on the ground, and the splashed glass shards scratched the beautiful legs of a little girl who accompanied the wine, and the blood was gurgling, and he held the mobile phone tightly with both hands, with a hideous expression, as if he was going to twist the mobile phone as Lin Jian's neck.

Brother Mang didn't care about the jokes of the big guys in the room, he yelled at the phone a little out of shape: "Grandma's! Don't care what doctors don't care about! Tell Xiao He that Lin Jian must die on stage! If Lin Jian doesn't die, he dies! Did you hear me clearly?! ”

"Brother Mang, dissipate your anger, make money with your anger......" Dong Gepi comforted a few words with a smile, but his heart was full of joy, he knew that tonight's gamble worth 500 million was already stable!

"Dongzi! What the hell are you messing with in private? Brother Mang frantically sprayed Dongge's face with foam, as if he was going to fight with Dongge.

"What troublemaker? Is this still Brother Mang, is it good for you to train, this Lin Jian has practiced the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, is this worthy of the twelve opponents you arranged. Dong Ge didn't fight with the dying person, he put on a spit face, and said sarcastically.

Brother Mang anxiously looked at Lin Jian on the screen, Lin Jian in the ring was wearing a pair of competition pants, and his strong muscle bumps looked shiny under the spotlight, and he couldn't see what he looked like was wearing an invisible exoskeleton mecha, but Park Chengxing and Kameda Masao lost so weirdly, Brother Mang's mind was very panicked!

"Forbidden drugs! This kid was hit like that just now, but he didn't even have a painful expression, he must have taken some new type of forbidden drug! "Brother Mang, thinking about it, there is only one possibility.

So Brother Meng pretended to go to the toilet, and as soon as he got out of the room, he yelled at his subordinates and ordered: "Tell Xiao He that Lin Jian's kid is taking drugs!" If the situation is necessary...... We also give the fighters two shots! ”