Chapter 573: The Ring Match (I)

Chapter 573: The Ring Match (I)

The battle on the field is heating up.

Li Minhui did have a few moments, and the wine color of the years had not completely hollowed out his body, and in a moment he had attacked more than a dozen punches in a row, and his fists were all heavy hands, showing his superb skills, while Yue Nanzai looked a little dull, protecting the vital point and dodging and not fighting back, protecting himself like a turtle.

Li Minhui smashed a few punches on Yue Nanzai's back, but he dodged as if there was nothing to dodge, Li Minhui saw that this guy had thick skin and thick flesh, and there was nothing wrong with dozens of punches, so he couldn't help scolding: "You n Yue Nanzai, you know how to dodge and dodge, it's better to go back to your mother's crotch to dodge." ”

Just as he was about to breathe after scolding, the offensive stalled slightly.

At this moment, Yue Nanzai rushed up like a cannonball, hit Li Minhui's chin with a left hook, and then bent his left leg to his feet, twisting violently, Li Minhui's center of gravity was unstable, and he spun and fell.

Without waiting for Li Minhui to react, Yue Nanzai kicked out a few more kicks and kicked him hard in the waist, making him lose the ability to resist.

Li Minhui's heart was rolling, just resting on the ground, Yue Nanzi pressed on him with a thousand pounds, Li Minhui really threw out a mouthful of blood this time, curled up on the ground and wailed!

Yue Nanzai knew the weight of his shot, and he didn't want to hold too much grudge, so he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but jumped next to him, like a monkey eating a lot of sugar.

The older referee rushed to Li Minhui's side, pounded the carpet vigorously, and shouted the countdown professionally.

The referee finally counted to zero, but Li Minhui didn't stand up, so he stepped forward and grabbed Yue Nanzai's hand and shouted: "Yue Nan wins!" ”

At the same time, two doctors from the Long family went up to the ring and carried Li Minhui down for treatment, and the Seoul Gang couldn't stop their anger when they saw that their accomplices were seriously injured.

Long Yuying seemed to have expected this kind of scene, and with a flick of her right hand, dozens of heavily armed soldiers stood on both sides, without any superfluous movements.

But everyone knows that this is to put pressure on those indignant stick people, obviously telling them that they are willing to gamble and lose, and not to make trouble.

There is a blackboard hanging on the side of the ring, marking the chip status of all the bosses, the stick man has lost all the opportunities when he loses the game, and the chips of the Yue Nan Gang have changed from 2 to 4, which shows that Yue Nan Tsai has been challenged to win or lose the bottom line of 2 tons.

After Yue Nan Tsai's victory, he was congratulated by the Yue Nan Gang one by one as if people were welcoming heroes, showing the sincere unity of the socialist gangs.

The No. 2 bamboo stick is a capable middle-aged man, although the weather is cold, but half of his chest is exposed, and the skin on it is as majestic as iron, and he is dressed up

Although it is rude, his face is not rough, and he looks like he has the cold temperament of a literati, but his eyes are flashing with cold light, which makes people look at it.

The rate people looked around at the major gangsters, at this time, they would not be stupid enough to choose a strong player like the copper set man because they wanted to carry forward the spirit of the samurai, but they would not pick up Lin Haoxuan, who seemed to be a soft persimmon, and after thinking about it, his eyes fell on Brother A Le, and he said politely: "Trouble Honggang people!" ”

With a bohemian smile on his face, Brother Le ripped off his black suit and put it on his subordinates, then rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the ring.

Lin Haoxuan hadn't seen Brother Ale's skills, so he took the grapes with great interest, ready to eat while watching, but his eyes didn't see Leng Mengni yawning.

Brother Le casually swung to the middle of the ring, with the momentum of opening and closing and his signature smile, it is easy to produce the image of a ruffian in the rivers and lakes, with long hair covering his eyes, like a knife-cut face, and a fierce air that is not revealed.

After he stood still, he hooked his finger at the rate man and said with a smile: "Don't engage in so many false etiquette, let's do it." ”

The rate man was slightly annoyed, but still bowed politely.

The referee blew the whistle lightly and then walked away, waiting for the final moment.

It's not a boxing match, it's a kickboxing ring, so you don't have to worry about whether the hand and foot offense is in line with the rules, as long as no one dies, as long as someone falls, the fight is considered a happy end.

Brother Ah Le and the rate people both slowly approached the field, and the last one stood and stared at each other, and neither dared to attack rashly first.

The scrutiny before the master's move often determines the outcome of the battle, so the two of them stood motionless in the field, but they were already sweating on the top of their heads.

The sweat from the forehead of the rate man slipped down his eyes, but he didn't dare to wipe it, the pressure that this Brother Le gave him in front of him did not allow him to make unnecessary movements.

The pressure from the two made the nearby referees sweat and dare not breathe.

"My name is Jiruo!" The rate man inexplicably came up with a sentence, which made Brother Le slightly stunned.

Just when he was stunned, Ji Ruo took a few steps forward and punched Ah Le Ge in the abdomen with his right hand.

When he reflected that he wanted to hide, he instinctively grabbed Ji Ruo's wrist with both hands, and kept retreating with the momentum, until he was pressed by the ring railing behind him.

Ji Ruo took advantage of Brother Alec's lack of space, and rushed to his chest with his left hand.

Brother Le also reacted very quickly, and he just pulled out his right hand and grabbed his wrist, not daring to relax in the slightest. The two were at a stalemate in a battle of strength. Brother Ah Le gritted his teeth and sneered and said, "You are really insidious......"

Ji Ruo leaned forward and said, "The result is the result. ”

At this moment, Brother Ah Le shouted, and with an explosive force, he pushed Ji Ruo's wrist forward hard, and his body rolled to the side. Ji Ruo used the strength of the wrist, the closing momentum was unstable, and the fist pounded on the railing of the ring, and the force was so large that the railing trembled slightly.

Brother Le stood up again, his eyes flashing like a sword, and said, "Insidious guy, what else can you do but engage in some intrigues?" Grandpa will teach you how to fight today. ”

Brother Alec's tone angered Ji Ruo, he rushed over like a crazy bull, Brother Ah Le, who had just tied his right hand with a red tie, did not retreat, but advanced, his left hand blocked Ji Ruo's arm, and his right hand clenched into a fist to hit his armpit.

'Bang Bang' The two of them each received a heavy punch and retreated.

Ji Ruo didn't expect Brother Ale's strength to be so domineering, you should know that Lu Dao is a karate nine-dan, and it shouldn't be a problem to clean up such a young man, but now under the hedge, he doesn't have any advantage, and he can't help but secretly regret choosing Brother Le, and he should have found Lin Haoxuan if he knew that Lu Dao.

Lin Haoxuan was throwing grapes into his mouth and chewing heavily, he naturally saw that the two were evenly matched, but he believed that Brother Le would inevitably win, because Brother Ile's fighting experience was generated by street fights, although it was not systematic, it was more adaptable.

Ji Ruo paced around the ring, waiting for an opportunity to move, and after a sharp roar, he took the lead in attacking again, and his steady and powerful steps "buzzed" in the ring.

The body that was ready to shoot diagonally into the air, twisting one hundred and eighty degrees gorgeously, and the thick right leg swept out from the most tricky angle.