As a strong party, Tonyja would rather die than be insulted. Warriors can be killed, and the same applies to Muay Thai masters.

Although he was seriously injured and unable to fight again, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, only the ease of being about to be freed.

Fighting and dying in the boxing arena in this life is undoubtedly the best destination for him.

Heroes are at an end, so stand and meet death.

Thousands of pairs of eyes in the audience were staring at him, without sympathy, wishing that he would die quickly.

"Dong Nijia, you have been defeated!" Ye Fan shouted in a loud voice: "The ants are still stealing life, there is still hope for life, only cowards will seek death and life!

Hearing his scolding, Tonyja's expression showed great fluctuations, he was struggling!

Tu Su understood what Ye Fan meant, he was recruiting An, he took a fancy to Dong Nijia's strength and wanted to take it for his own use.

Turning around, Tu Su gave Dong Nijia a back, still not saying a word.

"Mr. Referee, still don't announce the results?" Ye Fan smiled: "Don't waste everyone's time." ”

The result has long been in front of us, this battle of life and death, unexpectedly there are no dead people, it is really a rare scene in the black boxing ring.

"Go and bring Tonyja here. Ye Fan turned sideways and instructed the bodyguards of the four seas.

Tu Su stood quietly in the boxing ring, did not ask for a break, defeated the Muay Thai champion, so that his confidence was greatly increased, and he began to face up to his strength.

Tonyja was put into the box by two people, one leg drooping, and his expression was numb.

There was a few clicks in front of him, and Tonija's broken leg and ankle were connected, and both feet were conscious.

"Muay Thai horizontal practice, hurt the body and nerves, Dong Nijia, if you want to live in peace and sound in the second half of your life, you must practice Chinese kung fu again to make up for the loss of body spirit. Ye Fan was like lightning, and by the time everyone saw the situation clearly, he had already returned to his seat.

Tonyja stared at him with wary eyes, showing intense wariness and suspicion.

"You, why are you doing this?" a stiff question popped out of his mouth.

Ye Fan waved his hand and laughed: "Haha, Buddha Yan, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, you are just a warrior, not a cow or sheep to be slaughtered, Dong Nijia, you are a dignified person, this alone is worth my shot." ”

Most of the Thai people believe in Buddhism, hearing this, no matter how stupid Dong Nija is, he also knows who is a good person and who is a villain, and the other party obviously has no malicious intent, not only his subordinates showed mercy and spared him from death, but also healed his leg injury. Compared with the thousands of compatriots in this battle, their group can be regarded as lions among wolves, kind lions.

However, Tonyja also knew that there was no love for no reason in the world, and his fortune was sold to the other party, so he asked in a cold voice, "What do you want me to do?"

"What to do?" Ye Fan asked with a smile: "What can you do for me?" ”

Dong Nijia's face froze, indeed, there is a super thug like Tu Su, can he be used?

If you can't be a thug, then you can be an outlaw, be a dead soldier! In short, you can't owe someone a favor, Tonyja patted his strong chest and shouted: "My life is yours, I will die for you!"

"Haha-Tonyja, you're wrong again. Ye Fan stood up and stared at the Muay Thai champion for a long time: "I don't lack thugs, and I don't want to sell my life, I want a brother!"

"Brother, ......?" Tonyja lost his mind.

Knock! Knock!

A dull crash came from a distance, as if someone was striking the ground with a hammer, attracting the attention of the audience.

People are looking back and looking for the source of the sound, what is it?

Ye Fan's eyes changed slightly, and his perception quickly spread out, locking on the corridor outside the venue - Roshan.

Little Japan's players have finally appeared!

A heavy stomping sound, getting closer and closer, as if an ancient monster was about to surface.

All eyes met at the entrance of the ring.

"God!" When the giant man, who was more than two meters tall, blocked the entrance and appeared in front of people's eyes, many people covered their mouths in shock.

It's horrible!

That's not a man, that's a mountain!

A moving mountain of meat.

He wore a samurai turban tied around his forehead, still with a red sun on a white background, indicating his identity.

A body of fat keeps trembling with the footsteps, broad shoulders and big belly make people think of the oversized fat pig at first glance, tall and fat, the whole body is full of meat, and the visual effect is very shocking.

Yes, he's a sumo wrestler!

"When did a giant more than two meters tall appear in Japan?" Shen Jiayao frowned, in her impression, aren't the Japanese all dwarfs?

"No surprise. Ye Fan said lightly: "There are always a few people who stand out from the crowd. ”

The appearance of sumo wrestlers participating in the competition gave rise to a trace of doubt in his heart, and with his bare hands, Tu Su could successfully defeat this Roshan? Sumo masters are usually invulnerable.

"It is my pleasure to introduce to you this is the sumo wrestler of the Great Japanese Empire, Mr. Akebojiro. Yamaguchi Shouchu stood up triumphantly and told the audience where he came from.

"Rat Taro?" Shen Jiayao smiled mischievously.

"Let's see if our Tu Su is a qualified cat. Ye Fan sank down, his eyes swept over Ltaro, and he was secretly taken aback!

This sumo wrestler, his strength has faintly reached the level of the peak of the day after tomorrow!

Acquired practice, training muscles and bones, and practicing skin membranes is in line with the spirit of the sport of sumo, and it is not surprising that as Japan's number one sumo wrestler, Akebono has been able to reach this level.

It's no wonder that Yamaguchi Shounaka is determined to win and dares to take Tokyo as a bet, and ordinary people can only be ravaged against sumo wrestlers.

And Tu Su's strength is also at the peak of the day after tomorrow, and this battle is afraid that it will be extremely dangerous.

Akebono stepped into the ring step by step, and the snow-white crotch cloth attracted the attention of many celebrities and ladies along the way.

The trembling fat flesh, like his expressionless face, was terrifying.

Roshan, it's really a whole Roshan!

Akebono stepped on the clogs with both feet, shaking the boxing arena, followed by a squat, his hands pressed to his knees, just at the same level as Tu Su's gaze.

The two masters face off fiercely!

Just like fighting a country, it is easy to fight and difficult to defend, and no one knows what opponent they will face in the next second, and they may fall into death at any time, so the mentality of the fighters in the black boxing arena is very demanding.

After countless battles of all sizes, one after another bloody battles of life and death, Tu Su's tenacious and ruthless heart has long been tempered, never saying much, and his joy and anger are never exposed, and now, in the face of the great Japanese sumo wrestlers, he still holds the belief that he will win, and he can't lose to anyone to the Japanese!

Shout!

A sharp scream shook the air, and Tu Su's tentative punch, full of infinite power, smashed into Intaro's forehead!

The sumo wrestler with his bun in his hair smiled contemptuously, and his huge fan-like palm was as fast as lightning, slapping into Tu Su's fist.

In the loud bang, Tu Su's whole body shook violently, and he took several steps backwards one after another.

Akebonosa's huge body stood motionless like a mountain, and his face showed twelve points of confidence.

"Haha, Bangkok, **, will be the territory of the Great Japanese Empire!" Yamaguchi Shouchu let out a big sigh, waving his arms and shouting arrogantly: "Akenojiro, tear him up for me!"

This old guy's ambition can really be compared to Yamashita Fengwen in the past. Not only does he want to occupy the underground world of the two metropolises, but he also dares to claim that they are Japanese territory.

"Wishful thinking. Su Lin, who had been watching the battle coldly, let out a cold snort.

"Don't worry, usually people with aunt towels on their heads die miserably. Ye Fan smiled and lit a cigarette: "This is called the disaster of blood and light, everyone can't hide, but they want to wear it on their heads, this is self-defeating, and they can't stop it!"