Chapter 80: A Worthless Bet

The battle on the field is over, one person is knocked down, and the other person raises his hand and circles the field in the posture of a winner. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Info The man picked up the bet on the ground and walked straight to the scrivener. Of course, he didn't go to the scrivener, but stood directly in front of Song Da's tongue and spread his hands.

Song Da tongue was not polite, and directly picked up a few silver dollars and kept them for himself.

Is that okay? Kong Zhaoqiang almost dropped his jaw in shock. This person was very good at fighting just now, how could he be like a grandson in front of Song Da's tongue. The Four King Kongs are so powerful?

"This is called share money" Someone next to him explained that as long as the four King Kongs are present, whoever wins will have to be a part.

The little monkey was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth: "My mother, that's all there is to it." How much do you get in a year! ”

The next one to appear is a big man: Lao Hei. The scrivener feels more and more interesting, Lao Hei's strength should not be underestimated, Gong Daniu may not be an opponent even if he is not injured, this guy has a domineering spirit and is a dangerous opponent. Lao Hei is the most familiar person with the scrivener, and he has his own criteria for judging Lao Hei's combat power. Just take Lao Hei as a benchmark to measure the strength of these people present.

Lao Hei threw a gilded Buddha statue on the ground, and due to poor storage, the gold was almost all gone, and it looked tattered. But no one laughs at it, it's an antique, and it's priceless. The area around Ramgarh is an area where Buddhism is prevalent, and it is not uncommon to see old Buddha statues. The locals, who have now converted to Hinduism, do not consider Buddha statues to be antiques that can be exchanged for small things.

A gilded Buddha statue, this bet is full. Old Black stood facing the crowd, waiting for his opponent to appear. The crowd was in turmoil, but no one stood up, and everyone inadvertently aimed their eyes at Song Da's tongue, maybe only he was qualified to fight. However, Song Da Tongue was obviously not ready to appear, and stood in place as if it was nothing. After about five minutes, someone finally came out, a foreign soldier with yellow hair and blue eyes. From the perspective of the Chinese, it is impossible to tell whether it is a British or an American, unless the other party declares his home.

Wow, the crowd is in a commotion, and now there is a good show to watch. The most exciting thing about black boxing is the duel between China and foreign countries, different skin colors, different nationalities, different beliefs, and different languages, and both sides have no scruples about such duels, and often make heavy hands, colliding with the bloodiest and most violent sparks. The British GIs looked down on the Chinese soldiers from the bottom of their hearts, and the Chinese soldiers often went to great lengths to confront them in order to maintain their dignity. Every fight is a bloody battle. Because of this, the stakes are the biggest and the bloodiest in the duel between China and foreign countries. Even dead people. To a large extent, the name of the "Four King Kongs" was established in the duel between China and foreign countries.

The foreign GIs who appeared on the stage were of typical white Western stature, burly and tall, with muscle packs bulging on their arms, and the pectoralis major muscles were clearly visible. Standing with Lao Hei is not as tall as ever, but the strength of his body is not inferior at all. It is destined to be a strong dialogue, and I am afraid that it will not stop without blood.

The commotion was only temporary, and the audience was already silent at this time. There are too many things involved in the duel between China and foreign countries, which have long gone beyond the scope of black boxing, and there is a national complex mixed in it.

When Lao Hei saw that it was a foreigner who appeared, he immediately became excited, his hammer-like fists clenched, ready to play for his life at any time. A foreign GI threw a fancy telescope to make a bet. Although the value is not as good as the gilded Buddha statue, it is definitely worth it. This thing is absolutely rare in the army, and it is only equipped by officers above the regimental commander.

The foreign GIs clucked their knuckles and warmed up. A pair of blue eyes were full of murderous aura, and the majestic momentum oppressed the people who did not dare to approach. Before he made a move, he had already released a powerful combat aura.

Lao Hei also became serious, and his broad soles supported the ground, as steady as Mount Tai. The big hammer-like hand slammed into his opponent. Although it is a meat fist, it is absolutely broken bones and tendons when it is smashed on the body.

The foreign soldier looked at him coldly, flashed the heavy cannon of Lao Hei sideways, used both fists together, and aimed at the part above Lao Hei's chest to make a set of combination punches. This is a common form of punch used in Western fights, with two hooks and one hook in one. This combination looks simple, but in fact, if used correctly, it is extremely powerful, and foreign soldiers have used this combination to defeat many Chinese soldiers, and it has been tried and tested repeatedly. Today this set of punches is here again.

Lao Hei had expected it, and blasted out a hammer-like fist to smash into the opponent's combination punch. The four fists were in one place, and there was a muffled pop. Both sides couldn't help but take two steps back.

The first round was evenly matched. However, instead of easing the mood, the atmosphere became more sensitive. A close match means losing both, and perhaps it's a matchup with no winners. The more this happens, the more heartstrings it feels. Many people hold their breath for fear of missing every detail.

To be honest, the scrivener, Lu Shuting, and Kong Zhaoqiang didn't have a good impression of Lao Hei, and the two sides almost used force against each other. But now they have mixed feelings, on the one hand, personal vendettas, on the other, national honor, emotionally more inclined to the latter.

The foreign GIs took the initiative to attack again, still with a combination of punches, aimed at the old black above the shoulder. This time the punch was twice as fast as the last one. Lao Hei swung his fist to block it with all his might, but it was still slow, and a hook punch hit the jaw, and blood immediately trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

Wow, the crowd was in a commotion. In just a few moves, Lao Hei was injured! The Chinese soldiers looked grim and sweated for Lao Hei. The foreign GIs, on the contrary, all looked calm, with a cold sneer under their full beards.

Lao Hei wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and continued to fight with an iron fist. The foreign GIs were unforgiving and threw another combination punch. The old black vein didn't move, and when he saw the opponent's fist, he slammed out a heavy cannon. Boom, with a muffled sound, the two fists collided together.

The foreign soldier grinned, the corners of his mouth almost pulled to his cheeks, it hurt! I didn't expect Lao Hei to shake it hard, is it still called a fist, it's just a hammer, it's so hard that it's beyond common sense. Foreign GIs were forced to take a few steps back and leave the danger zone. This time he's on the back foot.

Just three back and forth, but it contains too many dangers. Both of them are in danger, and both have taken advantage of it once, and they have both suffered a loss. Taking advantage and suffering are sometimes the distance of a life.

The two are much more cautious when they fight again, it is unrealistic to eat each other in one bite, so they can only come little by little, looking for the opponent's flaws from the confrontation. The foreign GIs used typical Western fighting techniques, emphasizing the strength and speed of punches, and the two legs emphasizing stance and movement, advancing and retreating freely, and balancing offense and defense. In contrast, Lao Hei seems to be a bit of a leopard, with no rules in his moves and movements, relying on the advantage of height and arm length to resist his opponent.