Chapter Ninety-Eight: Ichiro, Come On!

Xiao Qiang was so angry that he gritted his teeth, no wonder he would lose, the bastard of the knife and axe hand actually relied on drugs to punch.

In illegal underground fights, many fighters do whatever it takes. Not only do they abuse various steroids, hormones and other drugs to strengthen their muscles, but they also take some stimulants in moderation before fighting in order to increase the speed of nerve reactions and enhance sensory acuity.

Damn, I was deceived by a guy who was addicted to drugs, no wonder I lost so badly. It must be his own death order, and he must distinguish between life and death, this bastard is afraid that he will not be able to win, and his body has drug resistance, so he takes too many drugs.

"King Kong, go and drag the knife and axe hand out, don't make trouble for Boss Bai. Wait a minute for you to get in the ring, remember, I just want to see corpses. Also, be careful, don't get bloody. ”

"Yes, boss!" A deep voice replied.

Immediately, I saw a tall man turn to leave, only to see that this man's whole body was full of muscular mass, no fat at all, his chest was wide and his back was thick, his arms were full of tattoos, and the demons and monsters were entwined and shrunk into a pure black elastic vest, and his scalp was shaved blue, and a Buddha statue was tattooed on it.

Xiao Qiang nodded with satisfaction, this is a qualified bodyguard and killer. Brainless, simple-minded, let me do anything, I only practice muscles and martial arts in a day, and I haven't even thought about women.

Haha, if it weren't for his own means, this muddy boy would still be squatting in the broken temple in the ravine and playing with the old monk and the two of them...... Thinking of the previous experience of deceiving this stunned monk from the temple, he couldn't help laughing.

"Don't sell it! Don't, don't shoot ......"

The knife and axe hand kept roaring, his bloodstained fist was raised above his head, his eyes were staring straight at the high platform, blood red and blood-red, looking at the white swan in the stainless steel cage.

Poof, the neck was slashed by a palm, the knife and axe hand collapsed to the ground, and was quickly carried on a stretcher by the doctors and nurses, and the chaos was calmed down in the blink of an eye.

And at this moment, suddenly the audience booed, and the white swan in the metal cage walked out of the cage lightly and walked off the high platform.

Chen Lu suddenly smiled, and Luo Chen was standing on the edge of the ring and waving at her.

Is this another gift from Brother Orange - a beautiful little sister?

With her mouth twisted, she looked at this light and elegant figure, and her face suddenly flashed with strange elves. Naturally, the gift can't be sent back, so who should go to the next gambling fight?

She blinked, looking east and west.

Hehe, Sister Qianyun's head was lowered, and her face was still very red, as if the wine had not completely woken up. Sister Yanru changed her seat and sat next to her, probably because she was afraid that she would get drunk and crazy again.

However, Sister Zhuang is the eldest sister in the dormitory, and she will definitely not mess around with her. And Sisi is too small...... Suddenly, Chen Lu was a little angry.

It's so annoying! It's not good when it's coming, but it's today...... Otherwise, if he ran up earlier, how could he give up this opportunity to others. But how strange is that? Obviously, it was very accurate before, why did you come today, so that you were not prepared at all.

Suddenly, her face turned crimson, and suddenly she thought of a possibility, it is said that after a girl becomes a woman, her menstrual cycle will change.

"Bad guy, bad guy brother, stinky orange ......" Chen Lu hated so much that she couldn't participate in such a fun game. She was thinking about whether she could endure it, and suddenly her lower abdomen began to ache faintly again, so shocked that she immediately clamped her legs, but the naughty eyes fell on her best friend.

"No, no, Lulu, I'm not going, please, I'm afraid ......" Su Xiaoye never thought that Chen Lu would let her make a bet.

But how could Chen Lu let her go, the two of them can get into a quilt and whisper, since they can't go, then as good girlfriends and good sisters, Ye Zi must go up and cheer for Brother Orange for herself!

"Yezi, good Ye'er, you go for me! Okay, dare not go, look at my dragon claws to catch ...... Say, to go or not? ”

Sneering, the two girls made a fuss, Chen Lu attacked fiercely, touching and scratching, Su Xiaoye suddenly couldn't resist, blushed and began to forgive, and finally ......

Standing in the ring, Su Xiaoye was very shy, but when she quickly looked up at Luo Chen, her heart was pounding faster and faster, and a little devil was waking up. Suddenly, she turned into a cute look and hugged Luo Chen, and then climbed the high platform and got into the steel cage, she turned back step by step.

("Ichiro, come on!") Defeat the Great Demon King! People are waiting for you to get me out! Maki Asano whispered. The little devil living in his body woke up completely, and Su Xiaoye's face was flushed.

The world was quiet all of a sudden, all kinds of rude, absurd, and obscene, and suddenly left her, and only Hayakawa Chenichiro was left in her eyes.

Luo Chen didn't have time to be surprised why it was Su Xiaoye, or if there was some secret between the two girls, and even he didn't know that his Lulu was unwell. Danger is coming, and it is a matter of life and death.

Like a wall, no, it's a wall of steel cast iron!

The wall is coming!

He could only step back, one step at a time. The guy in front of him, wide and thick, tall and big, but never clumsy, nor easy to punch and attack, but just such a guy, step by step, like a wall, repeatedly forced him to the edge of the ring.

I can't move, I can't fight at all!

In the gym of the villa, there was a dynamometer, and he tried, although 99 percent of the mysterious energy was channeled into his right index finger and practiced into the Jiuyang finger, but just one percent of the scattered throughout his body also made his body function fully enhanced.

Left fist with a maximum impact of 167 kg.

Right fist, maximum impact 206 kg.

This statistic once made him complacent, thinking that he could step into the ranks of inhuman and be comparable to Bruce Lee and even today's top professional fighters. But he was wrong, once he entered the actual battle, once he encountered an opponent with super resistance to blows, these data were completely useless.

And he also has to prevent the other party from punching, looking at the other person's arm, not to mention the tattoo of the demon and monster on it, the diameter of the light is as thick as his calf. Everyone who has watched heavyweight boxing matches knows that he doesn't dare to let this kind of punch hit his vital point at all, otherwise he will definitely fall with one punch.

Maybe out of caution, or maybe it was intentional temptation, this guy called "King Kong" only threw one punch, a stab with his right hand, and parried himself, but directly knocked himself out a meter away.

And his fist hit the other party, it was completely tickling, and he didn't move at all, and this guy was obviously well-trained, his head and face were extremely tightly protected, and he hugged his elbows, it was like erecting a steel shield, and as for the key point of the lower gear, he didn't even have a chance to kick out.

Stepping back, he continued to retreat......