The ghost on the ring has been crushed by the Black King, and the weight of nearly two hundred catties is pressed on his stomach, which is no less than the pressure of the collapse of the floor during the earthquake!

At this time, the referee also walked over with great interest, looked at the ghost on the ground and said, "You have two choices now, surrender or continue to fight, which one to choose?"

"Hahaha, surrender!" Ghost Li said this, and the whole person pretended to lie on the ground of the ring motionless.

The Black King slowly stood up and beat his chest like an orangutan, and the audience cheered wildly.

The narrator on the rostrum blew the microphone and said, "I announce that the champion of this competition is the Black King!"

"Oh·····" The scene was like a fryer, and the Black King undoubtedly became the brightest star in the audience.

At this moment, the gambling table has been surrounded by the audience, most of them suppress the black king to win the person, it can be said that the gambling table dealers are about to lose the bottom, this black king every win, a loss can not make a profit.

The rat head in the audience looked at the gambling table but sighed: "10,000 yuan is gone!"

"Sai Weng knows if he loses his horse!" Cheng Hao patted the rat's shoulder meaningfully.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The voice of the narrator came from the loudspeaker in the stadium: "Does anyone else want to challenge the black people on the stage?"

The scene was quiet for a while, no one dared to speak, the existence of the black king was already invincible, which one who was not long-eyed dared to come to find death.

"The second time, is there anyone else who wants to challenge the Black King in our ring?" the narrator had already begun to pack up what he had at hand, and he knew from experience that no one dared to challenge the Black King anymore.

"Is there anyone else?" the narrator habitually asked the last game, and many of the audience at the scene were ready to leave.

"I!" The arena suddenly remembered Cheng Hao's voice, loud and honest.

"Who, who?" the narrator put down his things and immediately turned his gaze to the audience.

I saw that Cheng Hao in the corner was running from the audience seat to the front of the ring, grabbed the guardrail rope with one hand, and the whole person turned into the ring.

The audience, who was about to leave, immediately sat back in their seats when they saw this.

"This seems to be someone from our Deep Sea City!" someone in the audience recognized Cheng Hao.

"yes! How do I feel like someone!"

"Even the horse slaughter killer has been defeated, who else is the opponent?"

"Don't talk, there's a good show to watch!"

In the ring, the referee walked to Cheng Hao and handed the boxing gloves to Cheng Hao, and said, "May I ask what is the name of Mr.?"

"Hell!" Cheng Hao smiled and put on the power cover.

"Okay!" the referee smiled and immediately informed the staff of Cheng Hao's name.

The two people on the stage entered a state of preparation, the black king who had just finished the fight was applying ice and pouring cold water, and Cheng Hao was indeed leisurely leaning in front of the guardrail rope with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

The table has reopened again, and this time the odds have changed again, the black king wins 1 to 0.8, and Cheng Hao's win is 1 to 6, and the black king wins 1 to 3 for 10 minutes, 1 to 2 for the black king to win in 20 minutes, and 1 to 1 for the black king to win in half an hour.

But even so, no one chooses to press this ghost to win, whether it is body shape, height or strength, this ghost is obviously not as good as the previous one, this thing is mostly people's thoughts, most people don't believe that ghost Li will win.

And the rat head almost pretended to be guts, and directly pressed 50,000 for Ghost Li's head, and the five people made up 50,000 yuan, just to support Cheng Hao.

In the ring, Cheng Hao has already started warm-up exercises, a must-have exercise before the war.

"Hey!" Cui Chengzhi in the audience pushed Cheng Hao and said: "You must not lose, the five of us will press you to win!

"Haha!" Cheng Hao smiled: "Don't worry! I won't lose!"

"Come on!"

"Brother, kill that black king. ”

"You are the big brother in my heart. ”

The brothers took turns to cheer Cheng Hao up, and the corners of Cheng Hao's mouth raised a smile from time to time, and his confidence doubled.

"Ding Ding Ding!" The commentator in the referee's seat began to beat the gong: "The game is about to start, and the irrelevant personnel will leave the ring immediately, this game, the black king, the battle is fierce!"

"Oh, oh, oh!" The audience instantly became lively, and the audience was expecting the Black King to hit this so-called ghost in ten minutes.

One to three, if you press a thousand yuan, it will be three thousand yuan after the game, how can the audience not be excited, and they still press the black king to win for ten minutes.

The Black King stood up from the rest area, still using his orangutan-like movements, constantly beating his chest, demonstrating to the audience that he was the strongest.

And Cheng Hao is not famous, and he is even more lazy to care about these false names, after all, his purpose is to catch the era, and it can be said that it is only his four brothers who support Cheng Hao.

"You!" After the black king showed off his strength, he suddenly pointed his finger at Cheng Hao and said, "Trash, knock you down, I only need five minutes!"

"Hahahaha!" Cheng Hao suddenly looked up and laughed: "You bull b, you blow it up." ”

"Hahaha!" The Black King also laughed, and at the same time said with great disdain: "If you win today, I will be your grandson!"

"Grandson, look at how grandpa hangs you!" Cheng Hao said and crackled his fist.

"There is only one rule, and if you defeat the other party, you will win!" The referee looked at the two people: "Understand?"

"Understood!" Cheng Hao snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth.

"Get out of here!" the Black King pushed the referee away.

The referee, who fell to the ground, still stuck to his duty, and I announced, "It's game on!"

"Oh! oh!" The audience immediately entered the atmosphere, and they all beckoned the Black King to kill this ghost as soon as possible.

But the black king in the ring kept standing in place and jumping, and was not in a hurry to make a move.

Cheng Hao looked interesting, jumping in place like him, and even wiping his nose was the same.

"What the hell are you trying to do with me?" the Black King was upset, this was his signature move.

Cheng Hao looked indifferent: "Lao Tzu will learn from you, what's the matter?"

"Go to Nima!" The black king was a little anxious, and his steps immediately changed, rushed towards Cheng Hao, and hit his big fist.

"Silly b!" Cheng Hao scolded, and suddenly squatted down at the moment when the black king's fist was about to reach.

The last time the black king suffered a loss, he was put by the trick of the ghost, so he jumped very smartly.

Ghost Li, who pretended to fall to the ground, opened one eye at this time, and when he saw Cheng Hao's familiar posture, he smiled.

However, what he didn't expect was that Cheng Hao was just squatting on the ground and didn't kick at all.

Just when the Black King was about to smash his fist at Cheng Hao in the air, Cheng Hao rolled back and got out of the Black King's attack range.

"Tom!" the Black King's fist slammed into the ground with a muffled sound.

However, after the rolling, Cheng Hao, with both hands on the ground, made a hip-hop trick Thomas directly shoveled the black king to the ground.

"Tom!" the Black King's head slammed to the ground.

"Wow!" There was an uproar and a lot of discussion.

"What's going on, isn't that Thomas?"

"I'm rubbing, isn't this guy dancing in hip-hop?"

"What's the situation, it can't be that you're in the wrong place, right?"

(End of chapter)