After playing with the child for a while, Ferrante handed the girl to the Chinese young woman, kissed her lightly on the forehead and said, "Honey, give me a few minutes, soon." ”

The Chinese young woman glanced at Zhou Wenqiang and Ma Jingsheng, who were slowly approaching, and saw that Ma Jingsheng was missing an arm, and said with some worry: "Mike, don't hurt people anymore, you promised me." ”

"My dear, I promise this will be the last time. Soon we will be able to leave here and go to the lighthouse country to live happily ever after, I promise in the name of God! ”

The Chinese young woman seemed to be accustomed to this kind of scene, and did not leave the workshop with the child, but took the Chinese girl to the temporary room on the second floor, looking at Zhou Wenqiang, an uninvited guest.

Ferrante turned around and said with a cold gaze, "You cut off the horse's arm?" ”

His Chinese level can barely converse, which should be the credit of the Chinese young woman.

"Well, if I want, I can cut off your arm."

Zhou Wenqiang glanced at Ma Jingsheng: "It's none of your business, stand aside." ”

"Ferrante, my name is Zhou Wenqiang."

"You are Zhou Wenqiang?"

Ferrante's pupils dilated slightly, and he looked at Zhou Wenqiang cautiously and a little excitedly: "I heard that you are very powerful?" Zhou, you cut off the horse's arm and lead people to surround this place, is it for the sake of Zhiren Elementary School? ”

"I have to say, among blacks, you're a smarter guy."

Zhou Wenqiang glanced up at the Chinese young woman and girl and said, "For the sake of your wife and children, I may be able to spare you from dying, provided that you are known who is hiding behind you." ”

Ferrante's face changed slightly: "What are you talking about?" Ferrante is strong, no one can stand behind me! ”

"You fart!"

Zhou Wenqiang snorted coldly: "You are a reckless man who does black boxing business, and you are also worthy of real estate?" What kind of house are you going to build, a mud and straw house with a pointed roof in Africa? What is the name of your real estate company? ”

"Since you have heard of me, I believe you also know that I have a very bad temper, and your stupidity may cause your wife to lose her husband and your children to lose their father."

"Now there are two thousand people outside, and if I say a word, they will rush in and chop you to pieces!"

Hearing the last sentence, the Chinese young woman's face turned pale and she shouted, "Mike, don't!" ”

Ferrante's face changed, and he glared at Zhou Wenqiang fiercely and said, "Three minutes!" If you can hold on to my fists for three minutes, I'll tell you who 'that guy' is. Otherwise, please leave with your people and stop harassing my family......"

Zhou Wenqiang raised his eyebrows slightly, Ferrante, the boss of the underground black fist and the bastard who fights for the tiger, actually has a softness in his heart, and there are people he wants to protect desperately.

Smiling and nodding, Zhou Wenqiang said, "As you wish." ”

The two walked up to the boxing ring located in the center of this workshop, and when they saw Ferrante preparing to wear boxing gloves, Zhou Wenqiang shook his head and said, "No need, I want to try how powerful your fists are, and you don't need to wear this kind of thing." ”

"Zhou, you're so proud, if you don't wear gloves, I can kill a bull, and it won't take three minutes."

Ferrante sneered, staggered and bullied, his left shoulder sank slightly, his fist protected the door, his right arm was like a half moon, and his fist hooked to Zhou Wenqiang's cheek.

Sure enough, it was Tyson's strength at his peak, and at the same time as Ferrante punched, there was a slight explosion in the air, and the punch pressure made Zhou Wenqiang feel a little out of breath.

The power of this punch is definitely more than a ton!

The footwork is fast and exquisite, the punches are fierce, and the punches are clean and neat, this punch can definitely take out ordinary fighters, and it is a boxing champion-level existence.

Zhou Wenqiang raised his left arm slightly.

'Bang! ”

In the explosion, the bodies of both of them shook slightly.

It seems to be evenly divided.

But Ferrante's weight is definitely more than 180 pounds, and Zhou Wenqiang has improved his basic quality several times, and he is currently 173 tall and weighs only 130 pounds, slender and jade, with what Bai Yue'e called a 'devilish figure', but he is not in the same weight class as Ferrante.

"How is this possible? A little thin man, he actually took my fist head-on, is he still human! ”

Ferrante punched Zhou Wenqiang's arm, only to feel like steel, his fist was numb, and he couldn't force the opponent back half a step.

I was secretly surprised.

The opponent is fighting at the cross-level level, but the strength he shows is not below him, which shows that the opponent's comprehensive strength definitely surpasses him.

"Three minutes, start now."

Zhou Wenqiang laughed, and didn't use his legs and feet to bully Ferrante, unfolded his body, stepped out of the devil's steps, and rubbed and rubbed......

It's like a light butterfly, flying beside Ferrante, his fists falling like rain, and his style of play is clean.

Ferrante could still attack and defend at first, and when he hit the midfield, he was already defending more and attacking less.

Erected a pair of thick arms to desperately protect his head and chest, only to feel as if there were countless crazy bulls on his arms one after another, and the arms were already numb in pain, and several times they were almost blasted through the defense by the other party.

"This Chinese must be the devil, hey!"

Ferrante suddenly went berserk, and after receiving a punch from Zhou Wenqiang, he suddenly opened his big mouth, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, and bit Zhou Wenqiang's right ear fiercely.

He was originally a very clean boxing person, but he started as a boxer, and finally became the owner of an underground boxing stadium, invincible in the ring, and has never been forced into such a miserable situation.

Two and a half minutes had passed, but a full two minutes had been pressed and beaten by this 'skinny' Huaxia man, and Ferrante finally broke out with the beast attribute hidden deep in his body.

Bite your ears!

"Holy! This bastard ......"

Zhou Wenqiang couldn't cry or laugh a little, quickly shortened his body, shrunk his head and hid his neck, avoided Ferrante's beast kiss, and at the same time used a back fall to throw Ferrante's nearly 200-pound giant body directly out of the ring.

Although there is an iron cloth shirt to protect the body, the ears are the softest part, and the bite force of ordinary people is still very amazing, let alone this beast? Zhou Wenqiang didn't dare to take risks.

Ferrante was smashed to pieces and couldn't stand up for a long time, Zhou Wenqiang sneered, jumped off the ring, and came to him.

"Sir, we admit defeat, please don't hurt Mike......"

The Chinese young woman screamed in surprise and rushed down the stairs with the child in her arms, looking at her nervous expression, it was obvious that she had real feelings for Ferrante.

"Oh, tell me why I'm going to spare him?"

Ferrante lost, and saying who was behind the scenes was at most fulfilling his promise, as for whether to spare his life, it depended on Zhou Wenqiang's mood.

This guy has been the owner of an underground boxing stadium, and he forcibly occupied Zhiren Primary School for Hu Zuo, and it is estimated that he has done a lot of bad things, even if he is willing to fulfill his promise, Zhou Wenqiang can still kill him.

"Mike is a good man, and a benefactor to our mother and daughter, sir, please......"

"The benefactor of your mother and daughter? Make it clear! ”