After a week's break, Pan Yongsheng arranged for me to participate in the second game, and this time the audience applauded as soon as I got on stage. This time the other party was a white man, tall and large, estimated to be more than two meters tall, and the muscles of his whole body were like carved in stone, and I stood in front of him like a child.

I saw that he was not wearing protective gear, so I asked Pan Yongsheng why the other party did not wear protective gear, Pan Yongsheng told me that he refused to wear protective gear, and also said that if you want to wear protective gear, you can wear it, and he has no opinion.

It seems that my strange request has hurt the opponent's self-esteem, and I have to make him understand that self-esteem is based on strength, and he still wants to take care of his self-esteem in front of me without this strength, and I am completely protecting him by doing so. Didn't this idiot watch the video of my last game?

From the first round, the big white man was slamming me on, and I backed down at every turn, trying to find an opportunity to teach him a lesson that would impress him without killing him.

But this guy seemed to think that I was afraid of him, and he was unforgiving to me, and he almost turned me into a "eunuch" a few times, and I was also a little angry, and let him slap a whirring uppercut, a lightning kick to his left knee, and he fell to the ground with a scream, his body twisted into a ball. The left leg must have been broken, but I don't know if it was a comminuted fracture. The world's martial arts are only fast and not broken, and there is no fake! And because the stem cells in my body can constantly divide and differentiate into muscle cells, not only do I have more muscle cells than ordinary people, but also the muscle tone is several times that of ordinary people, so I am not only fast but also perverted.

There was a frenzy in the audience, and the audience flocked to the ring, grabbed the barbed wire and shouted as hard as they could, I really don't know why they were so excited.

Is blood and death so attractive?

I took off my gloves and walked off the stage silently...... I got the nickname "Merciful Death."

After two matches, I seem to have adapted to the live environment, and I am no longer nervous, and more importantly, according to the current human physiological indicators, I don't think anyone is my opponent.

But the dog's surname Pan always tries to toss me.

Less than a week later, Pan Yongsheng forced me to participate in the third game he arranged for me, and I didn't care, as long as he injected me on time. It's also cool to find someone to vent after the injection.

The other party is a black man, no less than 2 meters tall, with tendons and flesh, and I estimate that he weighs no less than 200 kilograms. I don't feel anything, 200 or 200 kilograms, I can't walk 10 rounds in my hands. I didn't take him seriously, I don't want this big black guy to be really not a vegetarian, don't look like a black iron tower, but the punch is very strong, and the bounce is also very flexible, so I put away the contempt and played with him!

Twenty rounds down, this big black guy has been out of breath, I was punched three times in the chest, this is still my mercy, I suddenly became impatient and didn't want to entangle with him anymore, after dodging a hook from him, I swung my right fist and smashed it into his ribs, I didn't expect this fool to dare to use his left fist to directly hit me, he didn't know that my bone density is several times that of ordinary people? Didn't they study me before the game? This left hand is a waste!

But when our fists met, a piercing pain came from my right hand, and before I could react to what was going on, he punched me in the chest again, and there was an unbearable sharp pain, and I looked down and saw that there were five bloody holes in my chest, and it was still bubbling outward, and my left hand was also pierced, and then I looked at his hand I don't know when there was an extra pair of iron fingers, and the four sharp thorns were not an inch long, but the surface was painted the same black as his skin, and I couldn't see it if I didn't look closely.

I staggered back to the ring, leaning against the barbed wire and panting.

What the is going on, it's all weapons, just guns! Although there are no taboos in black fists, the use of weapons is also absolutely forbidden.

Pan Yongsheng immediately protested, but the protest had no effect, there was basically no referee for such a black boxing, and the players were checked before going on stage to confirm that they did not carry weapons, and several bigwigs who organized the game came to the stage and pretended to check it, saying that the black goods did not carry any weapons, and if I couldn't continue to fight, it would be considered a waiver.

Black Fist is really Black Fist! It's so dark! Even a sinister and shameless guy like Pan Yongsheng will be calculated, but it is I who pays the price.

Pan Yongsheng insisted that I fight, and according to the rules of black boxing, the wound cannot be bandaged, I had no choice but to continue fighting, my right hand was already a piece of rotten meat, and the blood flow in the four blood holes in my chest did not stop, and it flowed all over my body.

I gritted my teeth and endured the severe pain, pinned my right hand behind me, and continued to with this black man with my left hand, bleeding too much, coupled with the severe pain, my head was dizzy for a while, several punches in a row missed, staggered and almost fell, and the black man saw the opportunity to hit me in the wound, and the pain was so painful that I almost fainted.

The anger in my heart was growing little by little, which made my head more and more dizzy. I know I won't last long, and if I don't find another chance, I'm going to lose, and if I fall, this guy will definitely be ruthless to me!

But I can't even stand on my feet now, how can I find an opportunity!

Don't blame me for being unrighteous if you're unkind!

When he attacked me again, I tried my best to resist him with my right shoulder with a long punch, the big hammer-like black fist smashed on my right shoulder, and suddenly the wound on my chest hurt so much that I almost suffocated, I yelled, my right leg kicked him in the crotch with ten percent force, and with a scream, the black man's iron-like body fell in front of me, twisted into a ball in the ring, and could no longer stand up.

I finally couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly fell on the ring against the barbed wire, and then fainted as soon as it was dark in front of my eyes......

In less than a year, I was boxing on the black market and taking medication at the same time. At first, I tried to find a way to escape, but none of them succeeded. After a long time, I gave up completely, and every few days my addiction was about to attack, and when I was so painful that I wanted to die, Pan Yongsheng would give me one, and I was really grateful to him at that time. I've even adapted to this life, or rather, become numb. I have a record of winning races. As a result, my fame grew, and Pan Yongsheng earned more and more. I fought from the black boxing market in Taiwan to the black boxing market in the United States, and I was undefeated until in the end, no opponent dared to fight me alone. So I was one against two, one against three, one against four, one against five, basically a group fight, but it wasn't a group of people beating me, I was beating a group.