Chapter 1927 Kung Fu Boy...

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Bang, bang bang...

In the underground boxing ring, the fist-to-fist competition makes people excited.

Tong Jiayao stood in the first row, her cheeks flushed and her hands clenched into fists.

From time to time he would shake back and forth excitedly, as if he wanted to hammer something to pieces, but found that there was only air in front of him.

Ding.

At the end of the second game, the blue pants who were almost unable to hold on could finally take a breather!

"Who do you want to bet on?"

Li Zitao, who was waiting to come on stage, looked at his two old friends.

"Let's talk about something else."

Judging by the dejected looks on the two men's faces, it was obvious that they had chosen blue pants.

"This is so bad!"

Li Zitao took a sip of beer and said with a smile, "But you will make a lot of money later."

"Haha, we have already bought it, Kung Fu Boy!" the two old children said excitedly, showing off the gambling tickets in their hands.

"This name is really bad!"

"Come on, man, kung fu sounds cool, not bad at all!"

"...You're right, Kung Fu is awesome, but why Kung Fu Boy?"

"Hey guys, don't worry about this, the game is on."

"Wow~" I saw the blue pants were knocked down with one punch.

The blood mixed with the broken teeth flew two to three meters away, and he lay unconscious on the ring. He was quickly dragged away by his thighs.

A bright bloodstain was dragged out on the ground, it was so beautiful!

Deafening screams came one after another.

Human beings love the primitive, blood, violence, alcohol and crazy screaming, like women who want to tear their clothes to reveal...

Let the atmosphere at the scene become more chaotic and heated!

"It's your turn, Kung Fu Boy!"

Lawrence raised his fist and punched it randomly, as if he was very handsome!

Li Zitao rolled his eyes speechlessly, turned and walked backstage.

"Can I...can I go with you?"

Tong Jiayao looked at him worriedly and wanted to go backstage with him.

Although this doesn't change anything, at least it can be with him.

Li Zitao shook his head in a funny way and said, "You don't want to go backstage. Wait for me here. I'll be back in 5 minutes."

Leading to the backstage was a narrow alley that required lowering your head to pass. Li Zitao came to the dressing room.

One room was surrounded by concrete, with a bench in the middle.

Torn towels, empty wine bottles, bandages and blood were strewn everywhere.

The smell of sweat, blood, saliva and various liquids in the air is exciting!

"Here's your costume, boy!"

The little man held a funny red pair of pants and threw it at him.

Li Zitao quickly moved away to avoid being hit by the wet shorts.

"I have a secret job!"

Li Zitao took out the shorts he had prepared, put them on and put the clothes into his handbag.

"You still need to wear a bandage!" Seeing him walking out in just a pair of underpants, the little man reminded him.

"No need. The game is over. I don't want to tie it up and take it off after a few minutes."

Li Zitao carried his duffel bag and walked sideways past him with a smile.

He wants to deal with his opponent first, then take away the money he won, and then have a good meal.

Arriving at the ring, Li Zitao handed his handbag to Tong Jiayao, who kept looking around.

"Don't worry, I said I would be back soon!" After kissing her on the cheek, Li Zitao walked onto the ring.

The host’s introduction has ended, the blue team’s ‘Hurricane Maniac’.

(Thundering applause...)

‘Kung Fu Kid’ on the red side. ’

(There were boos, mixed with a few roars as low as mosquitoes.)

Compared to the Chinese guy who just appeared out of nowhere and came on stage for the first time.

They obviously prefer the cruel killer who has won 16 games.

What that boy likes most is to break his opponent's neck without mercy!

This is exactly what the audience is looking forward to, what they want is this blood-rushing excitement.

However, after Li Zitao came to power, some people began to regret it.

……woman.

Cold eyes, angular cheeks.

Small broken hair, bronzed skin, and golden proportions of height.

The muscles are strong but not exaggerated, giving people a pleasing aesthetic feeling.

Compared with the 'Hurricane Maniac' opposite him, his figure can only be described as thin.

But in fact, this thin figure is more acceptable.

Those huge, lumpy or knobby muscles.

In addition to winning the approval of masturbation friends, it does not make people sexually interesting at all.

And Li Zitao...no, I should say Bruce.

It has already begun to make the hearts of the ladies present speed up, their bodies feel hot, their cheeks turn red and they keep fanning their ears with their hands.

Is the heat here too high? It’s so hot...

"Boy, I will beat you until your teeth are all over the floor, and then I will break your neck!" The Hurricane Maniac obviously also discovered this.

He was unhappy that his opponent was being welcomed by the women, who even started screaming.

Sometimes she's fanning herself with her hands, and sometimes she's pulling her collar, looking coquettish.

'A bunch of vile bitchis! ’

The Hurricane fanatics clenched their fists and walked toward the field, shaking their heads with murderous intent.

Li Zitao was already standing there, just waiting for the referee to speak.

He has no interest in trash talking, because the guy opposite is not even trash.

Talking is just a waste of saliva.

Please, get started!

"Ready, Go!" The referee dropped his arm and backed away.

boom.

At the end of the game, the favored ‘Hurricane Maniac’ was in front of everyone.

Like a bloated ballerina after a few turns.

He fell heavily to the ground and became unresponsive!

The scene fell into silence for a long time, and you could hear a pin drop on the ground.

No one rang the bell, no one cheered.

The referee stood there and stared blankly at the 'Hurricane Maniacs' on the ground, 'What just happened? ? ?

The audience was as confused as he was, what happened?

"Oh ho ho ho, kung fu, kung fu..." Lawrence raised his right arm and shouted wildly.

"Ah~Kung Fu boy."

The women screamed, and the hormones spreading like a virus in their bodies made them want to tear off their clothes.

All, not even an inch.

"Ah~~"

Before the referee could make an announcement, Li Zitao had already stepped down and left.

The most indispensable thing in America is people with personality. The more deviant they are, the more popular they are.

Therefore, he does not need to stand on the stage and wait for the referee to make an announcement.

The hairy monkey opposite him had been beaten so hard that he couldn't even find his teeth.

The process is very simple, the moment the referee steps back.

Li Zitao hit the 'Hurricane Maniac' on the left side of his face with a right hook.

K·O.

"Ho, you won us a lot of money." Lawrence and Jonathan were waiting for him to collect the prize.

However, everyone else looked at him with hatred.

Because he caused everyone to lose money.

"This, we win."

When they arrived at the prize redemption office, the four of them handed their gambling tickets to the prize redeemer.

After the other party whispered a few words to the man standing behind him, he opened the drawer and started counting money.

"It seems you made a lot of money this time!" Frank, the owner of the boxing ring, looked at him with a smile and said.

"Yeah, we're going to celebrate."

Li Zitao looked at his underwear and said, "Of course, I have to change my clothes first."

"You are very interesting. Are you interested in making more money?" Frank took a fancy to his skills and would definitely make a lot of money if he could sign him.