Blue and red gloves fluttered, intertwining like lightning.

When it hits the body, it thumps.

I didn't expect it to turn into such a fierce confrontation, and the three of them were stunned when they saw Atwater, and several people quickly reacted and let out a crazy shout to cheer for Ethan.

There is no doubt that the skill Ethan is completely suppressed.

A heavy punch, most of it fell on him.

Grinning.

The body shook from the fight.

But the more Tyson beat his heart, the more panicked he became, this kid was not an ordinary person at all, his ability to resist the blow was very amazing, he was hit by a punch, but he was in some pain, and he hit him at a faster speed.

Most of the blows were easily dodged by themselves.

But the punches he always received reminded him of the heavy gunners he had met in his career.

I'm fifty years old.

I didn't expect to have to deal with such heavy artillery.

He was a little overwhelmed, and the steps on his feet were even more messy.

"Huh."

Ethan stooped to dodge a backhand punch from the opposite side, and the arrow burst in, his right hand raised like a bow, and in Allen's excited cheers, he was about to shoot down like a long arrow in Tyson's face.

When he was close, he saw a hint of panic in the other party's eyes.

Gritted his teeth and threw his fist hard.

"Huh."

The blue gloves swept past Tyson's head, scaring him so much that his heart almost skipped a beat.

"That's enough."

Ethan hugged him and gasped, "Mr. Tyson, I think it should be about the same, right?" ”

"If you punch me a few more times, I won't be able to stand it."

This is a half-truth.

If you spend more than ten minutes with the other party, you can hold on, but the heavy punch of the fierce beast on the body is also really painful, and the body is already covered with sweat in just a short confrontation.

The two hugged each other, gasping for breath.

Sweat rained down.

With Tyson's eyesight, how could he not see that the other party's punch just now was deliberately missed.

"That's it."

He looked at the guy who saved face for himself, and happily patted the other party's shoulder: "You are very good, I am very happy, in fact, after professional training with your strength, you can consider career development." ”

"That fist, oh~~~"

"Hahaha."

Huahuaqiao was lifted by everyone, and Ethan said with a smile: "You are completely exaggerated, if it is the peak, it is estimated that I will not last 91 seconds under you." ”

Fengshen I've seen it myself, and this number has its special meaning.

Defeating Spinks was Tyson's highlight moment.

Hearing 91 seconds, he instantly understood which game the other party was referring to, and immediately laughed, pointed to the black top hat and commanded loudly:

"Get out the surveillance footage you've prepared, and the best whiskey."

"I'm going to have a few drinks with my new friends."

Living room.

The fragrant whiskey is poured into the glass, and the smell makes the mouth water.

A man sits down on the couch.

The movements are a little sluggish.

Including Tyson was no exception, he rubbed his ribs, picked up a glass of whiskey and looked at Ethan: "Damn, your fists are really heavy, come on, drink this glass of wine and I will be friends with you." ”

"Forget about compensation or anything."

"Ugh."

Ethan shrugged his shoulders and said a cold joke: "You don't put some inexplicable medicine in the wine, do you?" ”

At first, I was stunned.

Tyson quickly thought about why the gang was here.

"Hahaha!!"

With a smile on his fierce face, he waved his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Drug the sheriff, do you think I look like a crazy mom messing with Fack?" ”

The little fat man on the side didn't dare to speak.

Silently picked up the wine glass and took a sip to himself.

Everyone picked up their wine glasses, and the whiskey was swallowed to eliminate some of the pain on their bodies, and the TV in front of them was also controlled by the black top hat, and began to play last night's surveillance video.

A few people, sneaky outside the wall.

"Listen."

In the picture, Ethan's voice sounded: "The little man in the strip club just now said that Tyson's family has a tiger, or a male, so let's go and catch it and cut it for wine." ”

"Trust me, you'll be satisfied."

"Yo~~~"

On the couch, Atwater ducked to the side in disgust.

Tyson furrowed his eyebrows strangely: "I said man, what kind of hobby are you, you want to make wine with that thing." ”

"It's all your idea!!"

The little fat man jumped up from the sofa, and his expression was as aggrieved as he could.

"Ahem."

Ethan took a sip of whiskey and said with a calm expression: "It's a joke when you're drunk, don't take it personally." ”

"Crazy mom mess with Fark."

Tyson muttered and continued to look at the TV.

The three-meter-high fence was clearly unable to stop the Intelligence Group guys, leaving Horstead to answer outside, and after they dragged the little fat man up, he rolled and fell to the lawn inside.

The screen turns.

Ethan had a tiger in his hand.

I don't know why the tiger is so cooperative, including Rusek, four people and one tiger wander around Tyson's house.

"Whoa."

Tyson watched dumbfounded as Alan unzipped it, tiny jets of water swaying from side to side against the pool.

A few people next to him were chuckling wildly.

It's the opposite of the picture.

The living room was dead silent, and Tyson's stiff neck turned to Allen, fists ready to move.

"I'm sorry."

Alan swallowed hard and forced a smile: "Mr. Tyson, I will leave you the address, and you send me the bill for cleaning the pool." ”

"Falk Squint!"

Tyson grabbed a handful of bald heads and reluctantly took a sip of whiskey.

It's good that I didn't swim today.

The surveillance screen jumps to the front door, which is closed inside and out, and the iron door is quickly opened, and a patrol car is parked outside.

"Aren't you the police in Chicago?"

Swallowing whiskey, Tyson said he was a little messy.

"Hmm."

Ethan coughed lightly and said with some embarrassment, "That was stolen last night." ”

"Sliver stealing a police car?"

Tyson looked at the few drunks on the screen, forgot about what happened in the pool, and laughed hilariously, "You guys are too fucked up, but I like it, hahaha." ”

smiled, and quickly became sluggish.

I saw Ethan push his pet into the cart and hold the tiger's butt to imitate the posture of the cart.

He also raised his arms and slapped them twice from time to time.

In the picture, several people next to them were first stunned, and then rolled around the iron gate with laughter.

Atwater looked at Ethan, who had a black face, in shock, and couldn't help but say, "Boshi, I can understand that you want a Falk tiger, but you should know that it's a male, right?" ”

"Poof."

Whiskey squirted out of Tyson's mouth and squirted Allen in the face.

"Hahaha."

"God, I can't think of anyone else who could do something like this."

"You crazy mom mess with Fack."

"Tiger, are you serious?"

The laughter of the crowd resounded in the living room, and Alan forgot to wipe the whiskey off his face and rolled off the sofa with laughter.

"You made it all up."

Ethan was annoyed and angry, and flew up and punched it. (End of chapter)