Chapter 396: Fanatic Qiao Xia 1

Under Johnson's rich experience and all-round attack, the boy finally couldn't just run away and dodge. He barely blocked a punch, but was immediately bounced back by Johnson. He rolled over on the ground, turned over suddenly, and punched Johnson's shoulder more than ten times in a row, but Johnson didn't move at all, feeling like being bitten by a mosquito.

The difference in physique was too great, and it was really not a duel of strength level.

Johnson smiled maliciously and suddenly threw a hook. The boy was shocked and stretched out his hand to block it. Qiao Xia seemed to hear the sound of his broken bones. He was knocked out and spit out a stream of blood.

The young boy stood up suddenly, sank his hands, and stabilized the disordered breath in his body. Johnson roared and rushed over like a behemoth, punching the young boy directly.

"Johnson, Johnson, Johnson!"

"Johnson!"

"Johnson!"

...

The whole place was filled with the voices of fans cheering for Johnson. Qiao Xia stood up angrily. She wanted to grab a loudspeaker and yell to cheer for the young boy. Mu Liang, holding a cigarette in his mouth, was indifferent. His eyes turned from the boxing ring to Qiao Xia.

It turned out that she was not afraid of such a dark scene.

She was much stronger than she thought.

"Brother, come on, brother, come on, kill him!"

Mu Liang, "..."

# Where did you get your brother? #

# Girls, speak more politely. #

Even if Qiao Xia shouted at the top of her lungs, she couldn't drown out the voices of Johnson in the whole place.

She turned her head and glared at Mu Liang. It was all his fault. He didn't consciously bring a loudspeaker.

In this kind of occasion, you must bring a loudspeaker to be powerful enough.

The young boy blocked Johnson's fist with his palm, stepped back, and retreated very skillfully, relieving most of his strength until he could no longer retreat. The young boy stepped on the wall behind him, turned over and passed Johnson, and Johnson's fist hit the wall.

The wall immediately had a dent.

Qiao Xia shouted, "Yeah, so beautiful."

Mu Liang thought secretly, the person you should admire is right next to you, why do you admire a little guy.

Johnson forced the young boy to fight him head-on, and the young boy was also very smart. He could disintegrate his attacks every time. His attacks became faster and faster, and he became more and more impatient. He was used to boxing that was as simple as killing an ant, and he was tired of this kind of boxing with wits and courage.

Under his attack, the young boy retreated step by step, and suddenly seized an opportunity, kicked him in the abdomen, and hit him in the abdomen with several consecutive punches. Johnson was furious, and while slapping him with his palm, he elbowed down, hitting too hard, and the young boy had no time to avoid it. The whole person was knocked out and vomited blood again.

He lay on the ground, unable to get up.

This was not a formal match, and a referee came to announce the winner.

Life and death were the winners and losers.

Johnson strode over, full of triumphant show-off, and suddenly punched the young boy.

If he hit, the young boy's ribs would be broken.

He rolled on the ground, avoiding Johnson's fist, stood up and stepped on the wall behind him to gain leverage, and flew a palm to hit Johnson's face. Johnson was not afraid of this force at all, and gently pushed it. Who knew that the boy's gesture suddenly changed, and his palm became a hand knife, and at that moment he increased his strength.

The boy's three fingers poked directly into Johnson's right eye.

At that moment, the whole audience was silent.

On the big screen, the rolling of the eyeballs was so clearly seen.

Mu Liang suddenly pulled Qiao Xia over and held her in his arms.