The Muay Thai king is naturally not a good man and a woman, while feeling a warm neck, he immediately understands that the tough opponent has also suffered a heavy blow at this time, and the evil in his heart is suddenly born to the side of the heart, which shows that the strong opponent is not invincible, especially in such hand-to-hand combat, that is his advantage, Muay Thai is known as the world's best hand-to-hand combat technique, there is no one.

Of course, that's just a claim, because he hasn't been to China.

The Muay Thai king made a decision instantly, because his hand couldn't be taken off, his body twisted, and his body turned over from an incredible angle, and his legs directly hooked the neck of the Russian warrior, wanting to use his stronger leg strength to break the neck of the Russian warrior.

It's just that the Muay Thai king has his face facing the ground, and he can't see the hideous expression on the Russian fighter's face at all, otherwise he will regret his choice.

Of course, the Muay Thai king doesn't have the time to regret it at the moment. At this moment, he just wanted to break the neck of the Russian soldier with all his strength in order to achieve the final victory.

At the same time as the Muay Thai king clamped the thick neck of the Russian fighter with his feet, the big fan-like hands suddenly let go of his hands, and at the same time clamped the body of the Muay Thai king, and the Russian fighter showed a cruel smile on his face, with the blood still flowing from the corners of his mouth, the whole person was like a devil in hell.

He...... Why is his neck so hard? ”

This may be the last thought left by the Muay Thai king in the world, just when he just realized that something was wrong, his body suddenly rose into the air, the ground was first far away and then suddenly closer, the Muay Thai king just opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream, and at the same time his body wanted to writhe to escape the impending doom, but he was held motionless, he couldn't even move his neck, because the Russian fighter actually used his legs to cross his legs, fixed his head, and hit the ground. That's the end of the Muay Thai king's thinking。。。。。。

In everyone's astonishment, they saw the Russian warrior like a giant bear clasp around the Muay Thai King and leap up a full meter high, and then slammed into the ground.

No one may know how hard a person's skull is, but what happened in the next moment let people know that it is definitely not as hard as a granite ring, especially when carrying two people with a total weight of more than 300 catties and nearly 400 catties from a height of more than one meter down from a height of more than one meter and granite hard.

A muffled "thump" is not the key.

Instead, the head of the Muay Thai king who hit the ground suddenly "exploded". Of course, it wasn't the kind of explosion that was hit by a bullet, but the blood bursting out of the shattered skull that gave the terrifying illusion that his head had been smashed directly.

The blood that burst out suddenly sprayed more than ten meters away, and several gamblers who were too close because they were too excited were slightly stunned, first touching the slippery and greasy liquid on their faces, and then remembering that it was the blood of the loser, and even someone touched something soft, which should be the minced meat that flew out, and just wanted to retch.

But the next moment, the Russian warrior, who had already entered a frenzied state, did not give up, broke out into a roar, stood up suddenly, and slammed the body of the Muay Thai king who had completely lost consciousness into the steel bar guardrail next to him.

This collision, the force is no less than hundreds of catties, and the blood of the Muay Thai king, who has been blurred in flesh and blood, soars far away again, and a strong smell of blood stimulates several gamblers who had retched before to completely vomit out.

The flesh and steel fences that had been completely softened kept making a "bang" sound, and the flesh and blood flew sideways.

For the first time, they learned that if they want to pursue excitement, they also need a strong heart. It's so exciting.

There were even quite a few people who suddenly stood up and prepared to flee this terrible place, in case the frenzied Russian jumped out of the steel fence? In front of the bear-strong man, the thumb-thick steel railing didn't look so strong.

For a while, the entire gym was boiling, and no one could tell whether those who were screaming hysterically were cheering for the Russian fighters or venting their inner fears in this way.

Fortunately, the Russian warrior was not the legendary berserker, and after making sure that his opponent was dead and there was no longer the slightest threat, the Russian warrior threw the body of the ragdoll-like Muay Thai king to the side and stood proudly in the ring.

"No wonder the owner of this gym will spend 100,000 marks to buy this prisoner of war, don't be too good as a bodyguard." Fan Dashao's face turned slightly pale to express envy.

The scene just now really scared him, if it weren't for Liu Lang and Chen Yunfa sitting beside him, he would have stood up and ran away first.

For example, my cousin in the United States had already run to the exit at the back of the country, where there were many women standing screaming like quails that had encountered eagles.

"Yes! It's a pity that after the last game, he will leave. Zhou Dapeng looked at the strong man in the ring with some admiration.

Powerful men can not only be worshiped by women, but men will not be an exception, which is the imprint imprinted in the genes of the earth's creatures.

"Look no further, we can go." Liu Lang shook his head, and suddenly felt a little bored, and he didn't even want to win back the bet of 300,000 US dollars.

Such a powerful warrior was treated as a plaything in such a ring and became a group of gamblers' bets, which made Liu Lang very unhappy.

A fighter, regardless of life or death, his stage should be a battlefield, not some bullshit ring.

"Brother Liu, don't! And the last one! Don't want your 300,000 to win back? Zhou Dapeng cried and persuaded with a sad face.

One more sentence made the Chinese fellow lose 300,000 US dollars, which almost became a nightmare in Zhou Dapeng's heart, and it was several small planes with the best equipment in his dreams!

"Haha, it's a gift from me to see so many fellows here! Dapeng, you can go back to China when you have time, it is your parents' hometown, and it is also your hometown, although he is still very weak, but he is very beautiful, no worse than the United States. Liu Lang patted the somewhat stubborn and cute little fellow and said with a smile.

"Well, I'll definitely go back and have a look when I have a chance." Zhou Dapeng nodded, inexplicably a little sour.

The words of the Chinese villager reminded him of the newspaper he had read a few days ago, in which the seven women who were forced to pick up guns were his compatriots, and the hometown of his grandfather and parents was being bullied by an island nation called Japan. He saw his grandfather, who had always been strong, secretly wiping away tears, because that was where his ancestors had grown up for generations, and that was also his roots, even if it was very likely that he would never go back.

Zhou Dapeng couldn't quite understand his grandfather's sadness, but when he saw Liu Lang, a few fellow villagers from China who spoke Chinese with different accents and made people feel extremely kind, Zhou Dapeng suddenly understood.

Although he was born and raised in the United States, this was never his hometown. He and the people there may never see each other for the rest of their lives, but he and they are the same black hair, black glasses and yellow skin, he and they are of the same blood, and belong to the same nation, the Chinese nation.

"Brother Liu, don't worry, those Japanese, I'll help you clean them up later, if the next boxer loses, it's better to clean up together." I, Zhou Dapeng, can rest assured. When sending Liu Lang out of his seat, Zhou Dapeng patted his chest and reassured.

"Huh? What do you mean? Liu Lang suddenly paused.

Looks like there's something else going on here!