The boxer frowned and tightened, and finally stretched out and nodded.

His wife is still lying in the hospital, and she needs 50,000 yuan after the successful fight to pay for the operation.

Similarly, if it weren't for the financial pressure, he wouldn't have asked many ways and came here to compete.

"Now.." The referee looked at the boxer's hand again and took a step back, "Let's go." ”

Ban Meng hooked his hand at the boxer.

The boxer's eyes were on Ban Meng's upper three roads, and he slashed down and grabbed Ban Meng's face in front of him.

"Stop!" The referee suddenly stretched out his hand, blocked the boxer's chest, and shouted, "Don't hit your eyes and nose!" Another foul, disqualification! ”

The boxer suddenly looked at the referee, then suddenly changed to a smile, did not speak, took a deep breath, and closed his hands inward.

But just as the referee left, Ban Meng suddenly stepped forward and punched the boxer in the chest with a straight punch.

The boxer's instinctive left hand grabbed his wrist and pushed it to the side, leaving Ban Meng's door wide open, and at the same time, his right hand shook down with his right shoulder, and suddenly went up, and his right arm was accumulating, like an iron whip towards Ban Meng's neck!

But when he was about to hit Ban Meng's neck, the boxer took a step back and withdrew his hand, already with a smile on his face, ready to clench his fist.

Because if he had been hit just now, Bammon would have died.

He won the game.

It's just that he withdrew too quickly, his steps were still chaotic, and he stumbled a little.

When Ban Meng saw it, he chased forward directly, and at the moment when the boxer was about to say something with his fist, his right leg swept towards his leg socket, and the 'click' sound was crisp, kicking the boxer's kneecap and sweeping down the boxer who was a little chaotic!

After chasing the first two steps, Ban Meng was ready to kick the boxer in the chest again, directly beating him until he lost his martial arts ability, or even killed him.

Otherwise, when the boxer stands up again, he feels that he can't fight, and the champion may be gone.

If the champion is gone, his prize money this year will be much less.

The referee saw that Banmon was about to kill a man who was incapacitated, but he did not shout to stop him as before.

Directly let Ban Meng's powerful kick kick in the boxer's chest!

The 'Papa' boxer leaned back after being kicked, puffed out again, gritted his teeth, propped his hands on the ground, and rolled to the edge of the ring with his strength, dodging Ban Meng's follow-up moves.

It's just that he tried to stand up, but his right leg had been broken by the kick and broken, and he couldn't use his strength at all.

When he tried to get up, his chest seemed to choke again, his chest itched, he coughed twice, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell into the ring.

Ban Meng's knee kick just now kicked his sternum and pierced his lung lobe, and he probably couldn't do it.

But the boxer didn't hate it at all, or didn't think about the previous martial arts, and the last thing he thought about was his sick wife.

When Banmon saw that the boxer was dead, he raised his hands and cheered the crowd around, laughing and enjoying the sense of honor that came with his victory.

"Banmon! Banmon! ”

The surrounding audience cheered and felt that this was the real fist to the flesh.

The boxer was dragged down by a few people.

"Is this a joust?" Maybe he is also a martial artist, after Zhou Shao saw this scene, he felt very uncomfortable, and looked at Zhang Fengdao who was looking at Ban Meng to the side,

"Grass, that master obviously left his hand, I can see it... Why is he still able to do it?! Although I don't know much about the rules of the ring, when my uncle and Uncle Zhang were together, Uncle Zhang could obviously seriously injure my uncle and them, but he didn't do anything ruthlessly."

"That's the real thing." Zhang Feng took off the Tang knife on his waist, and took out 40,000 yuan from the small baggage, "I understand the rules of martial arts, but I don't understand the rules here." Less trouble week, all-in. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Feng gave him the burden again and pressed the outline of the pistol, "If something happens to you, there is a weapon for self-defense in the baggage." ”

Zhou Shao subconsciously took it, but he didn't understand what Uncle Zhang meant, and he didn't look at what was in the bag.

Zhang Feng was after speaking, directly bypassed the seat in front of him, the crowd, walked to the ring, raised his head slightly, and looked at Ban Meng and the referee in the ring.

"Do you need to rest? Can you fight? ”

"Have you signed up?" The referee looked down at Zhang Feng.

Ban Meng moved his whole body and looked at Zhang Feng, who was about the same height as him.

"Hit!" The nearby audience cheered, they just wanted to watch the deathmatch, but they didn't want to know what qualifications were not eligible.

The referee couldn't make the decision, so he looked at Brother Qi on the right side of the ring.

Brother Qi was smoking a cigarette, and when he saw the referee coming, he nodded slightly and took a sip of wine.

When the referee saw it, he said to Zhang Feng under the ring: "Since you didn't sign, I'll talk to you about it." When you get in the ring, whether you live or die depends on your own ability. ”

The referee said, looked at Ban Meng with a smile and said, "Brother Ban Meng, do you need to take a break?" ”

"No.." Ban Meng spoke fluent Chinese and moved his neck, "Wait until he is killed, and then replace a few of my brothers." ”

When Ban Meng said this, he nodded to Brother Qi, and then raised his chin to the several thugs behind Brother Qi, looking like he was holding the chance of victory.

Zhang Feng stepped into the ring, but looked at the referee, "Where you can and can't play, you make it clear first." I'm ruthless, and if you're too late, I won't be able to stop it. ”

The referee glanced at Zhang Feng, and he didn't want to see Zhang Feng a little dragged, "You can't kick the block, you can't hit the eyes, you can't hit the face." Clear enough, right? ”

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his right arm, slashed into the air between the two, and took two steps back.

Zhang Feng hugged his fist towards Ban Meng.

Ban Meng stepped on his steps, but moved to Zhang Feng's left, looking for an opportunity.

He doesn't let the enemy take advantage of the attack when he clenches his fists.

Because the game has already begun.

He was now thinking about how to kill his opponent, just like the boxer before him.

At this time, he went around to Zhang Feng's side, and the moment he saw that Zhang Feng also wanted to turn around, he preemptively struck and swept towards Zhang Feng's knee and leg socket with a whip leg.

Zhang Feng turned around suddenly, and he had already kicked towards Ban Meng's calf bone with the same low whip leg!

Suddenly, the moment the calf bones of the two collided, there was a crisp sound of 'pop', but his calf was kicked off by Zhang Feng!

With the inertia of kicking out, the ball of his foot was thrown to the knee.

"My legs.." Bammon screamed suddenly, unsteady on his feet, leaning to the left and falling.

At the same time, the referee next to him heard Banmon screaming and wanted to step forward to stop the game.

But Zhang Feng's leg swept out suddenly swirled downward, and the moment he was about to fall to the ground, the heel 'snapped' and kicked his left neck!

Touch! With a muffled sound, mixed with the sound of bones breaking, Ban Meng's neck bent at a strange angle, and the neck bones had been completely kicked off by Zhang Feng, and with the remaining strength, his body slid more than three meters away, until he hit the fence pillar, and his body stopped,

Wow—

Seeing that Ban Meng was killed instantly by Zhang Feng, Brother Qi stopped smiling and stood up.

Zhou Shao, who was not far away, also opened his eyes wide, he didn't expect that Uncle Zhang, who was kind to people, would kill someone.

"Banmon is dead." The surrounding audience looked at Ban Meng's twisted neck, like a flame extinguished by heavy rain, and the crows were silent.

Zhang Feng glanced at the quiet boxing hall, looked at Brother Qi who was silent on the seat on the right, and the three thugs behind him who bowed their heads and didn't dare to look at him,

"Now I'm going to sit down, next."