Chapter 156: The only way to solve your worries is to fight

I asked for my gloves back from Lu Lingyun's hand, and walked towards the door of the octagonal cage.

"Chengcheng, where are you going?" Lin Qiuyang's shout came from behind him.

I didn't answer, he continued to push through the crowd, and suddenly a big hand grabbed my arm, and when I looked back, it was Lu Lingyun.

"Little Orange, this is not a joke, that man is very strong, you will suffer if you fight him."

"I've fought it, I know his way, don't worry, if I really can't beat me, I promise not to let myself hang the lottery."

Lu Lingyun grabbed my kung fu, and Lin Qiuyang also walked to my side to persuade me.

"Chengcheng, although I don't understand this rule, you and him are obviously not at the same level, it's too dangerous."

When my brother said that, I didn't think it was appropriate, and just then the fight in the Octagon was coming to an end, and Red was knocked to the ground and unable to continue.

The atmosphere outside the stadium was even more enthusiastic, and I could feel that most of them were on the side of Dongge.

'Bang', the iron net next to me made a loud noise, Brother Dong looked at me with a sideways smile, he took off the braces in his mouth, and said, "Boy, are you still alive?" How's that, dare you come in and have fun? ”

All eyes were on me, and I had to go up if I didn't get it.

Fighting~~ That's what it's all about, if you don't even have the courage to try, you'll be said to be a bad breed, and it's just that your skills are inferior to others, and it has nothing to do with guts.

I had two men, one on the left and one on the right, trying to stop me from entering, but unfortunately I was stubborn by nature and refused to admit defeat.

Then again, if it weren't for this personality, there would be no way to defeat the wild boys in the village.

I pulled open the iron mesh door of the octagon with one hand, jumped into the ring, and tapped the ground with my foot to adjust to the slide.

I watched as the staff helped Red Fang down from me, and approached me with a tall, strong coach-looking man.

In a deep voice, he asked, "Have you ever been beaten?" ”

I put on my half-finger gloves and pointed in the direction of Dong Ge and said, "I fought with him." ”

"Okay." He simply handed me a new braces.

When everything was ready, Dong Ge slowly approached me from the corner, and I knew that he was very good at his legs, so I carefully kept my distance.

In this way, professional athletes are not very similar to ordinary athletes, their eyes are sharp, and there is no flaw in their physical defense.

It's not okay to be steady and steady, and you have to rely on surprise tricks when it's critical.

I walked backwards on the edge, and he dodged me, but he didn't let him take advantage of me, even though he was passive.

Lu Lingyun's shouts came from time to time outside the venue: "Orange, come out quickly!" ”

It's said that it's playing for a while, why are you in such a hurry, I haven't released my big move yet.

After two more turns, I was forced to a corner, and I saw the right time to go directly to the fork, he probably didn't expect me to have such good flexibility, seeing that I suddenly disappeared in front of him, and the leg that flew out was still in the air, he was hooked by my big windmill to support the leg, and he fought hard, so that he suddenly fell to the ground.

I stubbornly controlled one leg to prevent him from escaping, and the two of them rolled on the ground four times without being able to break free.

Unfortunately, the difference in weight, combined with the limited strength of my arm, failed to lock him up.

In the next fight, Dong Ge was obviously cautious, and it was difficult for me to find a chance, and I gradually felt physically exhausted, and I was almost knocked out by him a few times.

There are different degrees of scars on the arms and cheeks on both hands, and I don't think I can count this fight as losing.

At least I was able to stand properly without being carried down.

The tall and strong coach on the sidelines patted the iron cage and told us to take a break.

The door opened, and in walked in a thin man, dressed only in navy blue shorts, with a half-shirted upper body showing a fair complexion.

I'm looking up at his face... Wang Yu?

How did he get in?

I panted and walked up to him, took off my braces and asked him, "You... When did you come? ”

"When I first came, Mr. Lin said that you entered the octagonal cage and was afraid that you would be injured, so he sent me to replace you."

"Is there a replacement for this thing?"

He knocked his freshly gaunted hand on me and said with a smile, "It's good to have money." ”

"Well, I haven't played enough."

Wang Yu pushed my shoulder and sent me out the door, Lu Lingyun grabbed my arm and dragged me out, and Wang Yu closed the door with that smiling tiger expression.

I came out of the Octagon and became a spectator, when my brother came to me and sighed and banged on my head.

"Disobedient... Disobedient·· Look at how dangerous it is, are you hurt? ”

"Brother~ How can you throw money to let Wang Yu play for me?"

"Because I don't want to pay you for medicine! Chengcheng, I'll really be angry if you mess around again. ”

I turned my head to look at Lu Lingyun, but he didn't even help me speak.

"Okay... I can see that the two of you are in the same group, and you know that you are bullying me. ”

Heart congestion~~

I had to take a towel to wipe my sweat and watch Wang Yu in the octagon cage without saying a word, and continue the game instead of me.

He seemed relaxed, his hands hanging at his sides, and his steps were nimble.

I'm thinking, Wang Yu and I are both similar in height and weight, what kind of attack will he use?

Brother Dong stepped in front of Wang Yu and just raised his leg, his cheek was hit by a heavy punch, and his body almost fell to the ground.

What's the situation?

I thought it was my own dazzle, why didn't I see clearly, what happened just now?

The spectators outside the octagon cage also fell silent, and the silent scene seemed as if time had stopped.

Dong Ge, who had not recovered from being punched in the face, continued to withstand fast punches from Wang Yu in the next ten seconds.

The knees and elbows are used very well, and there should be a certain foundation in Muay Thai.

Three times and five divisions by two, from the time Wang Yu walked into the octagon cage to start the game to Dong Ge fell to the ground to stop the fight, a total of one minute and ten seconds.

The audience outside the stadium didn't want to believe the fact that Dongge, who had always been favored, had become a sandbag, and he didn't even have the ability to fight back.

Wang Yu opened the door and walked out, and the four of us went to the rest area to sit for a while.

I wondered where Wang Yu learned his kung fu, and he replied that he had a more powerful master.

No wonder Wang Yu is qualified to be the head of the security department of Shunde Company, if he really doesn't have two brushes, he can't convince the public at all at his age, it seems that he has to have some real skills, if I go to my brother one day, what can I do?

In terms of fighting, I'm afraid it's not even half as good as Wang Yu.

While we were chatting, the owner of the gym approached us and asked Wang Yu to be his coach, but he smiled and refused the request.

The fight was over, the sweat was profuse, and they went back to their apartments to rest, lying in bed, still worrying about what would happen tomorrow.

I couldn't walk into the gate of the city bureau anymore, and there were so many familiar friends, I didn't have a chance, and I personally cut off my police career.

"Don't sleep yet, I'll help you spray some red medicine, if you don't rub it, the bruise will be serious." Lu Lingyun put the medicine box on the bed and took my hand to let me get up.

"Don't spray it, it's all medicine, go to bed early."

He looked down at the medicine box, put the red medicine back in his hand, and said, "It's okay if you don't spray, I still have a way." ”

Alas? Wh·· What...

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