In the middle of the ring, two waiters were pouring cold water on the ground, and the water mixed with red blood stains remained.

A lean man with a naked body and shorts stood aside, his whole body was smeared with oil, glowing secretly, his eyes were full of blood, and there were scattered blood beads dripping to the ground on his hanging hands and fingers, and a murderous aura coiled around his body.

Although the figure is thin, standing in the ring, the fierceness and ferocity force people to breathe.

Wang Feihu said in a low voice.

"Big brother, it is said that the one guarding the ring today is a Thai guy, the guy standing in the ring, nicknamed the little boxing king, with a pair of iron fists and copper legs, he is a ruthless character, otherwise we will come back another day?"

Hu Bufan looked at the Thais in the ring and shook his head.

"It's just a trick with a master, it's interesting to punch to the flesh, a soft egg like you, it's not fun to fight a hundred!"

The soft egg king Feihu touched his nose in embarrassment!

"Big brother, then I'll sign you up!"

A moment later, he ran back with a slip of paper.

"Big brother, I gave you a nickname, we are the Flying Tiger Regiment, and you are the Descending Tiger!"

Hu Bufan stared at him with strange eyes!

"Who told you to give me a nickname?!"

Wang Feihu scratched his scalp and looked embarrassed.

"Big brother, why don't I change it for you, how can a nickname sound more majestic, I can't go up and report your name!"

Hu Bufan shook his head: "If you go down the mountain, you will go down the mountain, the tiger will eat people when you go down the mountain, and you won't go back to the mountain if you don't see flesh and blood!"

Half an hour later, Wang Feihu looked at the ring, and the cold sweat on his face was left!

Two more waiters went up to wash the floor, and the little boxer stood on the side and breathed steadily, as if he didn't have much strength at all, and before that, there were already five opponents who fell under his fist, breaking their arms and legs one after another, which was miserable!

The audience on the stage applauded, and the little boxer raised his hands high and circled the arena, as if he was inspecting his subjects, proud like a king!

"Boss, this little boxing champion is a ruthless stubble, or let's abstain, don't get the 200,000 yuan back, and post 200,000 medical expenses!"

Hu Bufan glanced at him coldly!

"Didn't I pay you back 300,000 yuan before? It's all on me, pressure me to win, count me as borrowing you!"

"Also, shut up, and I'll throw you in the ring if you speak again!"

Wang Feihu shrank his head--If you let me press it, just press it? Hu Bufan seemed to know his thoughts.

"300,000 if you dare not press me to win, I will let you go home bare-assed!"

Wang Feihu finally shrank his head and stopped persuading, but there were words in his mouth, Hu Bufan listened to it sideways, he was talking about it.

"The gods and Buddhas bless the boss and win, and the boss will win!"

He muttered a few words, and then hurriedly got up to place a bet, shaking his head as he walked, the boss was crazy, and he didn't know what he was stimulated when he got home, and 300,000 was just like that!

His distressed tears were about to flow, but he didn't dare not suppress it, even if the boss was not the opponent of the little boxing champion in the whole stage, he would still be bullying the child when he turned around.

If he really wants to walk home with his bare buttocks, he won't call him Wang Feihu, just call him Wang Guangfart, how can he lead his subordinates?

Finally, it was Hu Bufan's turn to appear on the stage, and the host and referee on the field held a small paper sheet and worked hard to publicize it!

"Ladies and gentlemen, our little boxer has fought nine times in a row tonight, and if he wins the final opponent, he will have achieved the glorious achievement of clearing the level!"

"Let's take a look at his tenth opponent, this opponent is a newcomer, he has never fought black boxing before, today is his first time in the fight!

The people in the audience suddenly let out bursts of boos, and a rookie rookie ran over to challenge the little boxer who could clear the level in one level.

Hu Bufan had a cold face, and under the ridicule of people, he stepped into the ring step by step.

The little boxer moved his hands and feet with ease, and his two eyes scanned him, making a quick judgment.

He is tall, with even limbs, no scars on his bare face and neck, no calluses on his hands, and no thick knuckles or dead skin.

Fair-skinned, at first glance, he looks like a mental worker who sits in the office all year round or can't see the sun, in short, he is not the kind of person who is exposed to the sun and exercises hard.

There was no murderous aura on his body, nor did he smell of blood, but there was a faint smell of oil smoke.

The eyes of the little boxer are full of contempt, this kind of goods, he can knock down with one punch even if he exerts a single effort, there is no challenge at all, it seems that this is the organizer specially sent him food, so that he can complete the clearance more easily, and stimulate the fools in the audience to throw down more money.

He twisted his neck easily, made a clicking sound, and then made a gesture by cutting his throat with his hand, looking at Hu Bufan defiantly.

"End the battle in one second!" he expressed his contempt in stiff Chinese, and even circled around Hu Bufan twice, and finally spat on the ground fiercely!

The atmosphere in the audience immediately became enthusiastic!

"him, little boxer!"

"Beat him until he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and beat him until he cried and called for his mother!"

"Send him home with one punch!"

People giggled and laughed and didn't have a proper line, and then they all won the one-sided all-pressure little boxer, and on the other side, Wang Feihu was stupid with the bet sheet that pressed the boss to win money!

It turns out that everyone thinks the same as him? Wouldn't he give the 300,000 yuan to others for nothing?

He was in a hurry, and suddenly gritted his teeth and got into the place where he bet!

"Buy me another 300,000 yuan, the little boxer wins!"

Jingling!

The copper bell rang, the little boxer strode forward, and a sprint was attached to Hu Bufan, and his right hand swung out violently, bringing out a whining wind, and hit Hu Bufan's chin, he wanted to end the fight with a fierce uppercut!

The man's jaw would be lifted high by him, the teeth inside his mouth would be knocked out, and his body would make an arc before falling outside the ring.

He didn't have to think about eating anything for a week, he could only rely on liquid food to sustain his life, and for the rest of his life, he could only have dentures in his mouth, and he could never taste the sweetness and beauty of food.

The little boxer had already anticipated everything that would happen a second later, and he was confident, waiting for his fist to collide with the man's jaw, waiting for the fist to smash his opponent's bones and end the fight, waiting for all the distinguished guests in the stands to cheer and scream.

Hu Bufan's eyes flashed, and when his body could not be delayed, he took a step back!

The little boxer punched in the air, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face, rabbit cub, he must have dodged blindly, but unfortunately I am a serial box!

The obviously raised fist suddenly slammed, and then he used his elbow as a gun and stabbed Hu Bufan's chest fiercely!

A hint of mockery flashed in Hu Bufan's eyes. As soon as he stomped his foot, the whole ring trembled, his body rushed out like a cannonball, and he crashed directly into the opponent, and the little boxer with his elbow still raised in mid-air didn't have time to react, only feeling that he was hit head-on by a high-speed train!

Click!

With a crisp sound, the little boxer flew out in the air, and his right arm was already weak in the air, and he was directly broken by Hu Bufan's arrogant collision!

His body first slammed into the guardrail lock, and then bounced back again!

The whole person was like a toad thrown out of the air, his five bodies fell to the ground, lying on the ring in embarrassment, he covered his arms, and beads of sweat the size of beans poured out of his head!

He felt that the bones of his whole body were knocked apart, and the slightest movement was a piercing pain, Rao was that he had experienced a hundred battles, had seen various scenes, and he couldn't get up on the ground in pain, only his hands and feet were twitching, and he lost all his combat effectiveness when he was hit by Hu Bufan!

In his heart, he was already frightened and inexplicable!

There was a deathly silence on the viewing platform, and then people suddenly erupted!

"The little boxer of bullshit, the nine people in front of me are all to, let a newcomer bump it and can't get up, I'm bah!"

"Refund, refund, parallel import!"

"Don't call the little boxer king in the future, you will be the king of parallel goods in the future!"

Balls of paper rained down from the stands, and it was the angry people who crumpled up the bet slips and threw them out.

Wang Feihu stood aside stupidly, completely stunned!

He has two bet slips in his hand, both of which are 300,000, one of which is full of bosses, and the other is full of small boxers, but the problem is that he is the one who pays the money, and now he has lost 300,000, what should I do with this loss?