Chapter 010: Challenging Mythology
Seeing the fat pig's fist waving over, Douglas just stood still.
Like the roots of a thousand-year-old tree, it is three points into the ground and as stable as a rock.
As a result, despite being accurately hit in the abdomen by the fat pig's fist, Douglas did not even take a step back, let alone be injured.
The difference in strength between the two sides can already be seen from this.
The referee saw that the two had already started fighting, so he hurriedly left the ring and instructed the staff to press the button, causing a solid iron cage to slowly lower from the roof.
The purpose of the cage is to trap both sides, and if the challenger is seriously injured and wants to temporarily regret leaving the ring in order to save his life, this is when the cage comes into play.
There is no regret medicine in the world, let's get through this first minute first.
The fat pig was surprised to see that his fist could not cause damage to the opponent, and quickly thought of another attack move.
He tensed his muscles, spread out his arms as thick as bowls, and clasped Douggs's thighs tightly.
After locking the opponent's thighs, the fat pig's arms continued to exert force, intending to knock Douglas down.
Sadly, Douglas was still like a tower weighing 10,000 pounds, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it even a minute until he was exhausted.
"Is that all you can do?" Douglas lowered his head slightly and looked at the fat pig below him, "It's really disappointing, I won't play with you." ”
As the words fell, Douglas clenched his fists and slammed a missile-like iron fist into the back of the fat pig from top to bottom.
There was a muffled "bang"!
The fat pig's back was stressed, and the internal organs turned over like a flood in an instant, and a mouthful of hot blood immediately sprayed out of his mouth.
After being hit in the back and spine, the whole body seemed to turn into soft cotton, and it was impossible to stand even on its feet for a while.
Shaking his head, he tried his best to keep himself awake.
The fat pig clenched the watermelon-sized fist, accumulating the most power he could, and a heavy punch full of explosive power stabbed straight into Douglas's abdomen.
Douglas's reflexes were unusually quick, and he was able to squeeze his opponent's fist before stabbing him in the abdomen.
The punching bag's big fist wrapped around the watermelon's big fist.
With an evil smile on his face, Douglas suddenly increased the strength of his fists.
As a result, the fat pig's fist was crushed by "click", and the flesh and blood were blurred, which was unbearable.
"Ahh
The fat pig wailed in pain, and a strong sense of retreat had risen in his heart.
It's a pity that the ring has long been blocked by a sturdy iron cage, and there is no other way than to survive the first minute.
Douglas unceremoniously swung his fist at the fat belly of the fat pig, and the latter's belly was like a soft rubber skin, which was directly pierced.
With a perverted smile on his face, his fist lingered in the opponent's stomach for a second before pumping out.
Fishy, sticky, dark red blood flowed down the belly.
A small section of the intestines of the fat pig was violently pulled out.
Like a bloodthirsty wolf, Douglas became excited when he smelled blood.
He straightened his fat intestines with both hands, walked behind the dying fat pig, and without thinking about strangled the latter's neck.
In less than ten seconds, under the triple torture of a wound to his abdomen and back and a strangulation of his throat, the fat pig swallowed the last breath of his life.
Boom!
With a body of more than 400 pounds, he fell heavily in the ring.
The dead eyeballs are covered with slender cobwebs and bloodshots.
The thousands of spectators in the audience all danced and cheered when they saw this scene, and they did not feel any guilt at all because of the killing of a living person.
"The crime is obvious and obvious to all, but it is a pity that everyone looks at it coldly and ignores it. Gotham City has the highest crime rate in the country, and it doesn't seem to be for nothing. Wang Hai muttered softly, feeling something.
After feeling a little more, he immediately stood up and walked silently to the betting area.
"Sorry sir, the tournament is over and the stadium is no longer accepting bets." The staff is a beautiful lady in her early twenties, who treats the guests quite well, is gentle and gentle.
"$100,000, bet on me to win."
With a smile on his face, he dropped the bulging sheepskin money bag, and Wang Hai left the betting area without looking back and walked straight to the ring.
In the ring, the referee held a microphone and praised the undefeated champion Douggs as usual.
One of the most critical sentences is that after killing the fat pig of the boxing champion this night, the current Douglas has successfully won 100 boxing finals in a row!
In other words, he's already killed a hundred of the night's champions in a row!
"Wait!"
The sudden and powerful words made all the audience present stop cheering.
"Won the boxing champion 100 times in a row, it doesn't seem to be the case!"
Wang Hai said as he walked to the ring.
Because Wang Hai held his breath in his lungs, his voice was very loud, not even inferior to the effect of a microphone, so everyone present could hear his words clearly.
"Oh?" Douglas cast his gaze on Wang Hai's body with considerable interest, "You mean, you are going to challenge me like a dead fat pig that has been carried away?" ”
"You should be the one who was carried away." Wang Hai replied unceremoniously.
He had already made up his mind that if things went well later, he would kill this unconscionable and inhumane mad dog.
With the words, Wang Hai had already come to the ring.
"Can we start?" Wang Hai said it very bluntly.
"Of course." Douglas also replied bluntly.
So, the referee quickly left the ring, and the falling iron cage also blocked the two of them.
Neither side can leave halfway.
The audience immediately started a new round of betting.
According to the past practice, if the undefeated boxing champion Douggs wins, the odds are only 1:1.1.
The odds are astonishingly high at 1:100 if you choose a challenger to win.
However, the odds are so high that the vast majority of people will still choose to bet on Douggs to win.
Douglas has killed 100 champions of the night in a row, and tonight's rare eight-game winning streak was all killed by Douglas effortlessly.
So, there's absolutely nothing wrong with betting on Douglas, at least as of today.
Even if you earn 10% in return, it is better than losing everything.
What's more, most of the people present have made a lot of money from this choice from beginning to end.
The only regret is that the maximum bet limit is limited to $100,000.
In other words, punters can only win up to $10,000.