Just as Han Wuming was pondering how to show his manhood in front of Ren Xinran, the game on the field had reached a white-hot level.

One of the contestants, at the cost of a broken arm, knocked the other unconscious and thus won.

Wu Song looked at this scene, shook his head and said: "Hurt the enemy by a thousand, and damage yourself by 800, this kind of thing is only done by a fool." ”

Han Wuming said: "They are not fools, they are just poor people." ”

After saying that, Han Wuming began to make his own comments on Black Fist.

Generally speaking, the general public comes into contact with fighting competitions, which are nothing more than boxing, taekwondo, karate, judo, and the like.

Black fist, for some people, is only something that exists in TV movies.

Some martial arts enthusiasts may name many masters and champions in the martial arts world, but they may not even know the name of a black boxer.

They believe that those who win World Fighting Titles are the strongest. But whether people admit it or not, high-level black market fighters do have the strongest killing techniques in the world. If there are no rules, a third-rate black boxer is likely to easily kill a World Champion.

But in most countries, black market boxers are banned, but they are repeatedly banned. The huge economic interests and the cruel instinct of human beings make many people rush to it.

There are always fighters fighting in the dark ring, and the winner today may be a corpse tomorrow.

After Han Wuming finished talking about his understanding of Black Boxing, he looked at Ren Xinran with some pride.

I wanted to show that he was knowledgeable in front of Ren Xinran, but after seeing Ren Xinran's uninterested appearance, he began to scold himself secretly, how could he be stupid enough to tell a girl about this kind of fighting, killing, and killing.

And Wu Song actually leaned on the back of the chair and took a nap.

Han Wuming was a little embarrassed, so he had to set his eyes on the ring and continue to watch the fight.

Three more boxing matches were held next, but Wu Song had long been out of sight of this level of fighting. What's more, the purpose of his visit is to watch striptease, and although the girl is also very sexy and beautiful, it is not as attractive as the two beauties* fighting.

Wu Song yawned a few times and said, "It's really boring, Ranran, I want to go, will you come with me?"

Ren Xinran couldn't sit still for a long time, and immediately nodded and wanted to leave with Wu Song.

But before the two of them got up, they heard the host on the stage say excitedly: "Everyone, everyone is here today, because the next game is not our boxer, but one of our VIPs, who wants to challenge an audience in the audience." Now, please Zhu Shao!"

As soon as Wu Song heard this, didn't Zhu Shao just have that meat ball, and he still dared to go on stage with his figure?

"Ranran, let's go after watching this meat ball game, I saw that he was unhappy just now, if someone taught him a lesson for me, it would be the best. ”

Ren Xinran nodded, also a little curious, how could such a fat person, who seemed to have difficulty walking, dared to challenge others.

Soon, Zhu Tao shook his fat body and walked into the ring, he took the host's microphone, glanced at the stage and said: "I am a cultured person, and I do not advocate the use of violence to solve problems." However, there are some things that I think still need to be solved with fists. For example, if someone insulted me just now, I will naturally make that person pay.

After Zhu Tao finished speaking, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Wu Song: "If it's a man, come up and fight with me!"

Wu Song is a little blindsided, looking at this meaning, Zhu Tao wants to challenge himself.

At this time, the spotlight also shone on Wu Song, and the eyes of the audience were focused here.

Wu Song stood up, looked around with some embarrassment and said, "Don't get me wrong, my sexual orientation is normal, and I am not interested in men, how can I be interested in insulting a meat ball." ”

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and Zhu Tao's face became extremely ugly, "There is a lot of nonsense, do you dare to come up and fight me!"

Wu Song shook his head and said, "Don't dare, I'm afraid that you will take advantage of me." ”

Zhu Tao sneered: "Hmph, it turns out that it's just a turtle with a shrunken head, coward! Didn't you say that you want me to go out sideways?

Wu Song didn't want to go on stage and did something with Zhu Tao, he felt that it was like bullying a three-year-old child, and it would make people laugh when he said it. Besides, he was a little disgusted when he saw Zhu Tao's fat body, but Zhu Tao pressed forward step by step, and Wu Song had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "Alas, since you want to be beaten so much, I have no choice but to satisfy you." ”。

Wu Songgang wanted to come to power, but was stopped by Han Wuming: "To deal with this kind of person, I'll just come." After speaking, Han Wuming said to Zhu Tao: "Zhu Tao, do you have the courage to fight with me first, if you can't even beat me, don't stand here with a thick skin!"

Han Wuming had his own plans, he saw that Wu Song was too lazy to go on stage, so he felt that this was a good opportunity to show himself, as long as he won Zhu Tao beautifully, then Ren Xinran would definitely look at him differently.

Zhu Tao listened, his little eyes rolled, and he said, "I can fight with you, but if you lose, how about the little sister next to you borrow me to play for a few days?"

"I'll talk about winning first!" As soon as the words fell, Han Wuming flipped onto the ring very coquettishly.

The female audience present couldn't help but applaud when they saw that Han Wuming was extremely handsome and his movements on stage were also chic and elegant, and even a few screamed for Han Wuming.

Han Wuming waved proudly to the audience, secretly thinking that his charm had not diminished at all, and the beauties still liked men of their type.

When the host saw that Han Wuming had already taken the stage, he said: "Okay, the two contestants are ready, let's wait and see, who is the real man!"

Waiting for the host to walk off the ring, Han Wuming and Zhu Tao warmed up, and with a gong sound, the game began.

"Wu Song, do you think Han Wuming will win?" Ren Xinran asked.

Wu Song shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, the chance of winning is about four or fifty percent." ”

With Wu Song's eyesight, it can be seen that Zhu Tao is not a mediocre person, and he also has some real kung fu. And Han Wuming, although he has a family tradition of kung fu, but he is overly drunk and has limited qualifications, if he wants to win against Zhu Tao, it will take a lot of trouble.

While speaking, Han Wuming and Zhu Tao had already exchanged hands.

As soon as Han Wuming came up, he launched a strong attack, and he wanted to solve the battle in the fastest time.

But after a few rounds of attacking, he didn't have the upper hand, although he also kicked Zhu Tao a few times, but he didn't cause any damage to the opponent. Zhu Tao's fat body, as if it was a natural shield, buffered a lot of Han Wuming's attack power.

The long-term unsuccessful attack made Han Wuming a little annoyed, and he saw an opportunity, cast a gale leg method, and kicked Zhu Tao three times in a row.

Zhu Tao stepped back three steps, patted the place where he was kicked and smiled: "I said earlier, gale legs are nothing more than that." After saying that, he rushed towards Han Wuming like a humanoid tank.

Han Wuming used his body technique to constantly dodge Zhu Tao's heavy blows, but he was bound to lose if he held it for a long time, and after three or four rounds, Han Wuming was punched to the right side of his face by Zhu Tao and knocked to the ground.

"How about it, I didn't knock out my teeth, get up and fight again. Zhu Tao was extremely proud.

Han Wuming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up suddenly, and fought with Zhu Tao again. It's just that he is now impetuous, and his anger makes him lose his mind, and after a few faces, he is knocked down again.

"Come on, can you still get up?"

Han Wuming tried hard a few times, but he only felt sore, and he couldn't stand up at all.

After the referee counted ten times, he announced the end of the game and Zhu Tao won.

Zhu Tao looked at Ren Xinran who was off the stage, and then said to Han Wuming: "Since you lost, let that little beauty go with me, don't worry, I'm just playing for a few days, and I'll give it back to you soon." ”

Ren Xinran heard Zhu Tao's words, and only felt a wave of nausea. But she didn't have anything to worry about, because he knew that with Wu Song here, she would be absolutely safe.

Wu Song shook his head, secretly thinking that if Han Wuming was not so eager for quick success, but fought steadily, it was only a matter of time before he won Zhu Tao.

After hearing Zhu Tao's words, he stood up, stepped onto the ring, helped Han Wuming up, and said, "Go down, it's a shame for you to use Gale Legs like this." ”

Han Wuming also felt ashamed, so he had to slip off the ring.

When Zhu Tao saw Wu Song coming up, he said disdainfully: "Why, don't you be a shrinking turtle now?"

Wu Song sighed and said, "Originally, I didn't bother to do anything with you, but you were disrespectful, dared to think wrongly about Ranran, and looked down on Gale Legs, so I had to teach you a lesson." ”

Zhu Tao laughed when he heard this: "It's up to you, since you killed yourself, then don't blame me." "After that, we are going to attack Wu Song.

"Wait a minute!" Wu Song stopped.

"What's the matter? Do you regret it now, but it's too late!"

"I don't regret it, it's just that you and Han Wuming have already competed just now, and now that I'm on stage, even if I win you, some people will say that I'm invincible, so let's take a break and wait for your strength to recover and come back to compete, how about it?"

Zhu Tao snorted: "I think you want to take the opportunity to slip away, defeat you, you don't need to rest at all." ”

"Okay then, but for the sake of fairness, I'll just use one hand and one foot, and, if you can make me take a step back, even if I lose!"

"Arrogance!" Zhu Tao roared angrily and punched Wu Song.

Wu Song held one hand behind him, did not dodge or dodge, and when his fist was still ten centimeters away from him, he suddenly made a move, and the latter came first, and slapped Zhu Tao's face.

Hearing only a crisp sound, Zhu Tao was fanned to the ground, and the shaking boxing ring trembled a little.

Zhu Tao was a little blindsided by this slap, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood mixed with his teeth, he stood up slowly.

"Come again!" Wu Song hooked his finger at Zhu Tao.

Zhu Tao was furious, picked up his fist and attacked Wu Song again.

Wu Song was still silent, and when he saw that he was about to be hit, he suddenly used a gale leg, and his right leg turned into a Dao remnant to attack quickly. For a moment, everyone only felt that Wu Song seemed to have a few more legs, and each leg kicked Zhu Tao.

Zhu Tao didn't know how many kicks he had received, and in the end, he only felt a fatal pain between his legs and fainted.

Wu Song's last kick was extremely fast, so almost no one in the audience could see that he kicked Zhu Tao's crotch.

Han Wuming saw that Wu Song won easily, and the power of the Gale Leg was several times higher than that of his own, and he couldn't help but look like ashes.

At the same time, he saw Wu Song's last kick, and secretly wondered if he robbed a woman with Wu Song, would he also have to be cut off.