Black Fist Dueling Arena.

Three-on-three, street fight.

The first one to appear was really He Bi, He Bice jumped out with a relaxed face, and even bowed to the spectators above the dueling arena in a leisurely manner.

"Humph——!"

He Bi's opponent is an African friend, there are usually two kinds of African brothers, either they are very thin, or they are big, why B's opponent is a big man, why B's height is only to the other party's shoulders, this African friend is at least two meters tall.

“Are you ready?” Why bother asked with a serious face.

“YES！”

The African friend nodded very truthfully, why bother's fist had arrived, his body jumped off the ground, and a heavy punch hit the African friend's face.

“fuc——！” The African friend's face changed drastically, uh, his face remained unchanged and he scolded angrily, watching He Bi's fist get closer and closer to his black face.

"Boom ——!"

One blow is hit, why bother with a successful sneak attack, and punch an African friend in the face.

"Ah——!h The African friends screamed angrily and turned around and rushed towards He Bever.

Why bother to see that the fist just now did not cause any damage to the other party, stunned for a moment, quickly dodged, looking at the figure of the African friend, you know that they are strength players, why bother naturally unwilling to fight hard, not to mention that there are two more after fighting this, you must save your strength, otherwise you will die on the way to victory.

"Drink ——!"

"Ha ——!"

Why bother to dodge two moves with his body down, his face became ugly, who stepped on the horse said that the flexibility of the big man is poor, this African friend in front of him is not slow to attack at all, he is an agile chimpanzee, the other party is fast, even if the defense is still relatively strong, at least why bother just hit the other party in the face, people's faces are not discolored, and they are still so black and oily, as if there is no blood.

African friends are attacking with a heavy punch again, why don't you plan to avoid this punch, try the opponent's strength, why cross your hands and superimpose the power in the palm of your hand.

"Bang ——!"

African friends did not move, so why did they fly upside down.

"Damn!" Why bother shaking the numb palm, this is so powerful.

……

"It's not good, the boss may not last a few rounds, ready to act at any time." Feng Delun looked at the boxing match in the dueling arena and whispered nervously.

"Got it!" Li Cansheng said and inserted his right hand into the inner lining of his suit.

"Don't act rashly!" Suddenly, a voice interjected, Feng Delun and Li Cansheng felt a pang in their hearts, and when they turned their heads, they saw that it was Xu Yifeng who spoke, and the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why bother's skills are far more powerful than you think." Xu Yifeng said affirmatively.

After Xu Yifeng's words were finished, why bother to break out in the dueling arena.

"Die! Hit the street. "Why bother to lie on the ground and sweep your legs to the feet of your African friends.

The movements of the African friend can not be described as swift, and the knees are slightly bent, and they immediately bounce up, dodging He Bever's sweeping legs.

He sir is despicable and shameless, naturally it is not in vain, sweeping the hall leg is just a prelude, and the next thing is the main dish, after sweeping the hall leg, why bother not to get up, but to change his body and lie on the floor, and then a modified trick to the sky and flirt with the yin foot to push out, the target is the key point under the crotch of the African friend.

"Suck ——!"

Everyone took a big breath of cold air, the African friends had already jumped up, people couldn't exert their strength in the air, their own weight and the opponent's critical attack from the bottom up, the male compatriots involuntarily appeared in their minds a picture of raw eggs being broken and egg yolks splashing.

"Bang ——!" Why bother's sky-high yin kick is real, but at a critical juncture, African friends suddenly came up with a strange trick, a pair of thick palms first hugged their own vital points, why bother's nirvana kick to the back of the opponent's hand, although this move is very unsightly, but it is very practical.

"Oh,, it's all fine." Why bother was stunned for half a second, not giving the other party a chance to breathe, and kicked out again, the African friend held his hands under his crotch, his body was a little sluggish, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he only turned sideways and used his solid back to carry He Begg's heavy kick.

"Boom ——!"

Why bother to change the kick to the step, step on the waist of an African friend, pull up half a meter of the body, and elbow the opponent's head, no matter how strong the defense is, the head is fragile.

"Boom ——!"

"Bang ——!"

Why bother with this blow pouring down with the gravity of the whole body, hitting the heads of African friends hard.

African friends are not bad, suddenly changed their tactics at the critical moment, and a strong straight punch rushed to He Bi's lower abdomen, and He Bi's body flew out upside down again, but this time He Bi lay on the ground and twitched, unable to get up immediately to defend.

"Ah——!h African friends clasped their heads in their hands and roared in pain.

Why bother gritted his teeth and didn't say anything, but his face was pale, and tears and snot ran wildly together in pain.

"Damn, I can't do it, you go!" Why bother to turn his head and say to Gao Gang.

Gao Gang stared at Chen Hui in the audience, there are also rules for black boxing, the street fighter side cannot be replaced in the relay if it does not fall, why replace yourself, it is equivalent to admitting defeat.

Chen Hui glared at Gao Gang angrily and shook his head vigorously, although the opponent was really strong, but he still hoped that why bother to win, why bother to almost knock out the other party just now, if there is a chance, even if he was killed, he could also consume a little more of that's physical strength to pave the way for Gao Gang, in the black fist duel arena, the loser is not qualified to live.

Gao Gang spread his hands in a helpless position, why bother to sit up from the ground, closed his eyes, and slowly began to adjust his breathing.

"Nai Song, find out if there is anyone on Xu Yizhuo's yacht." After the boxing match began, Chen Xin didn't seem to care much about the off-court game, and absentmindedly exchanged words with the subordinates around him.

"Our people have already stolen their yacht, wait a little longer, and the results will come soon." Chen Xin's subordinate replied.

"Hmmm! Let the brothers be careful, one step at a time from heaven to one hell, this time we can't afford to lose, we must win. Chen Xin swallowed his saliva, instinctively glanced up in the direction of the VIP room, and said in a trembling voice.

Xu Yizhuo has never been in the habit of letting those who oppose him live.

As soon as Chen Xin's words were finished, his subordinates received a message.

"Boss, there are only two crew members on Xu Yizhuo's yacht, and we have already done it, it seems that the other party is really defenseless, our people have already controlled the yacht, and we can negotiate terms with Cui Sangongzi." Nai Song whispered excitedly.

"Good ——!" Chen Xin shouted in a low voice.

"Good——! Pretty ——! The cheers of the dueling arena rang out.

Why stand on the ground with blood on your face, and that strong African friend lying on the ground.

"Poof——!

Why bother to pop and spit out half an ear.