Boxer frowned and tightened his eyebrows, then relaxed and nodded.

His wife is still lying in the hospital, and she really needs the 50,000 yuan she received after the successful fight to pay for the surgery in advance.

Likewise, if it weren't for financial pressure, he wouldn't have inquired and come here to compete.

"Now..." The referee looked at the boxer's hands again, took a step back, "Start."

Ban Meng hooked the boxer.

The boxer's eyes were fixed on Ban Meng's upper and lower limbs, and he started to strike with his hands, grabbing Ban Meng's face in front of him.

"Stop!" the referee suddenly stretched out his hand, blocked the boxer's chest, and yelled, "No punching in the eyes and nose! If you commit another foul, you will be disqualified!"

The boxer suddenly looked at the referee, then suddenly smiled. Without saying anything, he took a deep breath and clasped his hands inward.

But just as the referee left, Ban Meng suddenly stepped forward and hit the boxer in the chest with a straight punch.

The boxer instinctively put his left hand on his wrist and pushed it to the side, leaving Ban Meng wide open. At the same time, he shook his right shoulder and right hand downwards, then suddenly upwards. His right arm gathered strength and aimed at Ban Meng's neck like an iron whip.

Draw it!

But when he was about to hit Ban Meng on the neck, the boxer took a step back and stopped his hand, with a smile on his face and ready to clasp his fist.

Because if he had been hit just now, Ban Meng would have been dead.

He won this game.

It's just that he retreated too quickly, so his steps were still messy and he staggered a little.

When Ban Meng saw this, he immediately chased after the boxer. Just when the boxer was about to clasp his fists and say something, his right leg swept towards his leg socket. There was a crisp "click" sound, and the boxer's kneecaps were broken. The boxer's steps were a little messy.

Sweep down!

After taking another two steps forward, Ban Meng prepared to kick the boxer in the chest again, beating him until he lost his ability to fight or even to death.

Otherwise, when the boxer stands up again, he will feel that he cannot beat him, and the champion may be gone too.

If the champion is gone, his bonus this year will be much less.

When the referee saw that Ban Meng was about to kill a man who had lost the ability to fight, he did not stop him like before.

Ban Meng charged up a kick and kicked the boxer firmly in the chest!

‘Pa Ta’ The boxer leaned back after being kicked, took another breath, gritted his teeth, put his hands on the ground, rolled to the edge of the ring, and dodged Ban Meng’s follow-up killing move.

He just tried to stand up, but his right leg had been broken and fractured by the kick, and he couldn't use any strength at all.

When he tried to get up, he felt like he was choking on his chest again. His chest felt itchy. He coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down on the ring.

Ban Meng's knee and blow just now shattered his sternum and pierced his lungs. He was probably dead.

But the boxer didn't hate him at all, or didn't think about the previous fight. The last thing he thought about was his sick wife.

When Ban Meng saw that the boxer was dead, he raised his hands and cheered to the audience, laughing and enjoying the sense of honor brought by the victory.

"Ban Meng! Ban Meng!"

The surrounding audience cheered, feeling that this was a real physical fight.

Boxer was dragged down by several people.

"Is this a martial arts competition?" Maybe Zhou Shao, who is also a martial artist, felt very uncomfortable when he saw this scene. He looked at Zhang Fengdao, who was looking at Ban Meng next to him.

"Damn, that master obviously kept his hand, I can see it...why did he still do it?! Although I don't understand the rules of the ring, but when my uncle and Uncle Zhang were fighting, Uncle Zhang clearly

He could seriously injure my uncle and the others, but he didn’t do it ruthlessly..."

"This is the real style." Zhang Feng took off the Tang sword from the side of his waist and took out 40,000 yuan from the small bag. "I understand the rules of martial arts, but I don't understand the rules here. Don't bother me, Zhou.

All-in.”

With that said, Zhang Feng gave him the baggage again and pressed the outline of the pistol, "If something happens later, there is a self-defense weapon in the baggage."

Young Master Zhou subconsciously took it, without even understanding what Uncle Zhang meant or looking at what was in the bag.

Zhang Feng was behind the words, and walked directly around the seats and crowd in front of him, walked to the ring, raised his head slightly, and looked at Ban Meng and the referee on the ring,

"Do I need to rest? Can I fight?"

"Have you signed up?" The referee looked down at Zhang Feng.

Ban Meng moved around and looked at Zhang Feng, who was about the same height as him.

"Fight!" nearby spectators cheered. They just wanted to watch a fight to the death, but they didn't want to know what the qualifications were.

The referee couldn't make the decision, so he looked at Brother Qi on the right side of the ring.

Brother Qi was smoking a cigarette. When he saw the referee coming, he nodded slightly and took a sip of wine.

When the referee saw it, he said to Zhang Feng under the ring: "Since you haven't signed, I'll give you a brief talk. When you get on the ring, whether you live or die depends on your own ability."

The referee said, then looked at Ban Meng with a smile and said: "Brother Ban Meng, do you need to take a rest?"

"No need..." Ban Meng spoke fluent Chinese and stretched his neck. "After he is beaten to death, I will replace him with some of my brothers."

When Ban Meng said this, he nodded towards Brother Qi and raised his chin towards the thugs behind Brother Qi, as if he was confident of winning.

Zhang Feng stepped onto the ring, but looked at the referee, "You should make it clear first where you can hit and where you can't hit. I'm a ruthless person. If you shout too late, I won't be able to hold you back."

The referee glanced at Zhang Feng and was not happy to see Zhang Feng's tugged look. "You can't kick or block, you can't hit your eyes or face. Is that clear enough?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his right arm, struck the midair between the two of them, and took two steps back.

Zhang Feng raised his fist towards Ban Meng.

Ban Meng stepped forward, but moved to the left of Zhang Feng, looking for an opportunity.

He won't let the enemy seize the opportunity to attack when he clasps his fists.

Because the game has already started.

What he is thinking about now is how to kill his opponent, just like the boxer before.

At this time, he walked around to Zhang Feng's side. When he saw Zhang Feng also wanting to turn around, he struck preemptively and struck Zhang Feng's knee and leg socket with his whip leg.

Zhang Feng suddenly turned around and kicked Ban Meng's calf bone with the same low whip!

The moment the two people's calf bones collided with each other, there was a crisp sound, and his calf was broken by Zhang Feng's kick!

Under the inertia of the kick, the soles of his feet hit his knees.

"My legs..." Ban Meng suddenly screamed, unsteady on his feet, leaning to the left and falling.

At the same time, the referee heard Ban Meng screaming and wanted to stop the game.

But Zhang Feng's swept leg suddenly spun downward, and the moment he was about to fall to the ground, the heel of his shoe kicked him on the left side of his neck!

Bump! There was a muffled sound, mixed with the sound of bones breaking. Banmeng's neck bent at a strange angle. The bones in his neck had been completely broken by Zhang Feng's kick. With the remaining strength, he slid more than three meters away until he hit the wall.

After blocking the pillar, the body stopped,

Wow—

Seeing Ban Meng being instantly killed by Zhang Feng, Brother Qi stopped smiling and stood up.

Not far away, Mr. Zhou also opened his eyes wide. He didn't expect that Uncle Zhang, who was kind to others, would kill someone.

"Ban Meng is dead..." The audience around looked at Ban Meng's twisted neck, like a flame extinguished by heavy rain, and there was silence.

Zhang Feng glanced around the quiet boxing hall, looked at Brother Qi who was silent in the seat on the right, and the three fighters behind him who lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.
Chapter completed!