Boom!

I don't know how much power this kick has, but it actually kicked Mo Yuanfeng directly out of the guardrail, rolling all the way and falling under the ring.

A few bodyguards arranged by Mo Gongzi in the audience hurriedly came to the rescue, but they were still knocked down, but they finally caught Mo Yuanfeng.

It's a pity that at this time, Mo Yuanfeng was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he had already fainted, and his sternum was kicked by the other party, and he suffered serious internal injuries.

The fighter plane was changing rapidly, and no one expected that Mo Yuanfeng, who seemed to have taken the lead and attacked, was directly kicked down by the opponent's sudden kick.

"Damn, I thought that the Oriental leg method was powerful, but I didn't expect this kid to be so tall and so flexible!" Others sighed.

Some medical staff hurried over, and Mo Yuanfeng was carried away to be rescued.

"Flower fist embroidered legs!"

Giles in the ring actually said a word with disdain, and what was strange was that these words he said were actually in Chinese.

"This kid is crazy, isn't he? Even if he didn't kick for a long time, he was very sharp, and he even said that people embroidered their legs? ”

Everyone sighed.

"Hasn't he done his best?"

Gaba!

Gaba!

Giles twisted his head stiffly, the muscles in his neck made a continuous sound, and then he walked to the seat in the corner of the ring with a helpless face, his steps were flat and casual, and it could be seen that he really didn't seem to use any full strength.

"Awesome!"

"yes, that's awesome."

"Today's eyes have been opened, and Westerners can be so strong in leg skills."

Everyone sighed and sighed, the most important thing is that in this case, he hasn't gone all out, how strong will the robot be with all his strength?

"Oh my god, my three million!"

In the VIP box, Peng Yiwei shook his hands in distress, although he has a good family background, but the play funds are also limited, and three million is not a small amount for him personally.

Qi Chengzhi's face next to him was also not good-looking, there was a moment when they even thought that Mo Yuanfeng had won, but no one expected that the fighter plane was changing rapidly, and Mo Yuanfeng, who seemed to be victorious, was kicked down.

Is this a move? It's a completely scoundrel play, no shadow, no trace, but it just works.

The two of them almost unanimously looked at Ye Wuhan, although Mo Yuanfeng was defeated in the end, they were still a little unconvinced, because Mo Yuan won in one risk.

"I still underestimate the power of the top boxing champions, it turns out that Yuanfeng has no chance at all, Giles's leg skills are almost impeccable, and his pure muscle strength can actually break through internal strength." Mo Beijiang also shook his head again and again with regret.

And Giles in the ring still seems to be unsatisfied, he actually called his assistant to say a word, and someone who understands understands that this thing is actually speaking Russian.

"Hemp, Russian Hercules!" Others sighed.

Soon the assistant walked to the stage and exchanged a few words with Mitsui, Songba and others.

Then Songba suddenly raised his head and shouted upstairs: "Mr. Giles said, he doesn't need to rest, the third final doesn't have to wait for tomorrow, he can continue." ”

"That's too arrogant."

Everyone in the audience was filled with righteous indignation, which was simply a naked contempt and an extremely arrogant performance.

According to the schedule, the three boxing matches are actually divided into three days, because it is Giles one against three, and this is also so that he has enough physical strength to deal with the following games, but depending on the situation, people don't have any big consumption at all, and they are addicted, and they have to compete for the third game directly.

Mo Beijiang looked at Ye Wuhan helplessly, "Brother Han! ”

"Tell them that I won't take advantage of him, let Giles have a good rest, and the game will be played tomorrow!"

After Ye Wuhan finished speaking, he stood up directly, and then strode out of the box.

"It's really fake, like you could really beat him." The two of them still don't believe it.

"Okay, Brother Han!"

Mo Beijiang also stood up excitedly, and said to the waiter next to him: "Tell them to rest well, the game will be held tomorrow night, and we will not take advantage of them." ”

Ye Wuhan spoke, he obviously had confidence, and after speaking, he also sent it out.

"Beijiang, you don't have to send it if you have something, go back." Coming to the elevator door, Ye Honghua said.

"It's okay, I'll send you what you should, it's getting late, let's go have a supper together."

Mo Beijiang didn't accompany the Bangkok crocodile and others, and followed him into the elevator.

Several people looked at each other, but Mo Gongzi insisted on sending each other, and they didn't want to say anything, and it was already late, and they were indeed a little hungry, so they simply went to have supper together.

took the elevator to the ground, and waited out of the office building Mo Beijiang said with a smile: "Brother Han, I have already arranged a hotel for you, you can rest here tonight, and stay for a few days if you want to stay for a few days." ”

"Okay!" Ye Wuhan nodded, it's more convenient, isn't it?

Mo Beijiang originally wanted to take everyone to the hotel for supper, but at the suggestion of Ye Wuhan, a group of people found a roadside stall to eat supper, and specially ordered wine.

"Is there anything else interesting in Yanjing?" Ye Wuhan suddenly asked with a drink.

"If you want to play, let's shoot." Peng Yiwei suddenly shouted.

"Cut, shoot like you can win?"

Ye Honghua pursed his lips, he looked around at a few people, don't look at the force, he didn't dare to say the first, but in terms of marksmanship, he felt that he was definitely the first, and he had the title of sharpshooter in the army.

"It's just right, I haven't touched a gun for a long time, it's not bad to go and play together, how about Brother Han, do you want to go?"

Ye Honghua said, and then he looked at Ye Wuhan, "It just so happens that I have some connections at the special forces training base in the west, so let's go and play together if you want to go." ”

"Yes, I haven't played with a gun in a long time."

Mo Beijiang also rubbed his hands, this Mo Gongzi was dashing, not to mention his skills, even his marksmanship was also good, otherwise how could he be respected as the boss by the Taoists.

"Yes!" Ye Wuhan nodded, he hadn't touched a gun for a long time, and his hands were really itchy.

"Okay, in that case, let's go to the training base together tomorrow!"

And so the matter was settled.

Qi Chengzhi and Peng Yiwei couldn't help but glance at Mo Beijiang in surprise, and said that this Mo Gongzi's heart is really big, the backyard is on fire, the shares of the boxing stadium are gone, and they are still in the mood to play with everyone.

However, if Mo Gongzi wants to go, they can't stop him.

To be honest, because they are often with Ye Honghua, their marksmanship is also good, and they can also hit twice.

It's just that to the surprise of a few people, I didn't drink much in the cold night before, but in this roadside stall, I drank a little too much, and I was a little drunk and hazy.

After finishing the supper, Mo Beijiang arranged for someone to send him to the hotel he had already booked.

"Giles, I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to talk to you in this life!" The drunken and hazy night Wuhan lay on the bed and muttered to himself.

To be honest, he was looking forward to playing against the senior who also came out of the Siberian training camp.

Because both of them are the strongest people in their respective batches who finally came out, Giles used to be so mysterious and unattainable in his eyes, and now he is going to compete with this senior, thinking about it makes people look forward to it.

The drunkenness of the night gradually deepened, but the reflection in his mind was not the scene in the ring before, and on this night, his mind returned to the vast Siberia.

The training base that had allowed him to experience blood and fire, and extreme cruelty.

The camera gradually moved forward, passing through a barracks, and unconsciously a little girl with short blond hair appeared in front of his eyes, and time froze at this moment.

"There are 9 people in your group, but there is only one meal and two boxes of lunches every day, how to distribute them to solve by themselves, and those who can survive after seven days can enter the next round of training!" The tall and majestic coach with several vertical and horizontal scars on his face looked at the group of teenagers in front of him who had just entered the base and said.

His face was calm and seemed to have no emotion.

Then he glanced at the crowd, and then casually pointed at a young Asian boy with the weakest body, and then pointed at a blonde girl who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, and even had beautiful blue eyes and some timidity, and said, "Give them the lunch box first!" ”

This is not good for you, so many people grab two boxes of lunches, you can imagine how cruel it is, whoever gets the box lunch first will undoubtedly die quickly, because you will become the target of public criticism.

Perhaps in the eyes of the coach, this Asian teenager is the weakest of all the children, and has become so thin that he is somewhat malnourished.

In the coach's heart, he was sentenced to death, such a person died early and took care of his life, and it was a waste of food to live.

And he can predict that once the lunch box reaches him, with his cowardice, he will inevitably choose to give it out to protect himself. Or simply killed, and the blonde girl looked a little shy and had already been eliminated by the coach.

In his eyes, these two people died early and took care of their lives.

This thin boy is undoubtedly cold-free, before he worked as a coolie in Africa, the construction site was ransacked and then favored by the mercenary group, after several cruel encounters, the potential was discovered, and specially sent to the Siberian training camp to receive the most brutal killer training.

This series of inhuman encounters almost all happened in succession, which directly led to his impossible body being fat, and he was even regarded as the weakest existence by his peers.

After receiving the order, the assistant immediately delivered two boxed lunches to the two boys and girls.

Nine people can only have two boxes of lunches a day, which can be imagined how cruel it is, because it means that there are seven people who have no food.

Even if you end up eating a boxed lunch, in the brutal training, there is actually not enough to eat. On the other hand, if you can't eat a boxed lunch today, you won't have the strength to grab it tomorrow.

In this way, after seven days, you will inevitably die of exhaustion, and even if you don't starve to death, you will be beaten to death, or you will die silently during training.

The Siberian training camp is so brutal.

Seeing that the two of them took the box lunch, the coach walked to the sidelines and ignored it, to put it bluntly, this is the same as raising Gu, they are left to fend for themselves, and in the end, the living is king.

Moreover, each of the nine teenagers was given a sharp dagger, which would accompany them through their preliminary training in Siberia, and it is unknown how much human blood or animal blood would be stained on this dagger.

Only now the dagger looks so clean and immaculate, because it has not yet been stained with blood.

Because they had just finished training, 9 people were hungry, and as soon as the coach left, the other 7 teenagers looked at the two people holding lunch boxes, and their eyes began to shine, as if they were prey.

Two of them were strong and good-handed, and they had been tacitly appointed as the eldest of them.

Now that the lunch box is in front of them, they think that they will not let others enjoy it, and they think that they should take it for granted.

Their contemptuous glances glanced at the others, then they straightened up and walked over to each of the two boys and girls with a look of arrogance.

"Boy, handing over the lunch box will save you from death!"

The strong boy came to Ye Wuhan and stretched out his hand, babbling a bunch of English in his mouth, while he shook the dagger in his hand vigilantly.

This dagger is not only bright, but also a little longer than a normal dagger.

Ye Wuhan didn't speak, but his thin body was poked into the ground like a javelin, and a pair of dark and shining eyes stared calmly and coldly at the blond boy who was stout and a head taller than him.

“fuck！”

Seeing that Ye Wuhan didn't react to his words, the blonde boy couldn't help but be furious, he picked up his dagger, roared fiercely and rushed over to Ye Wuhan.