Xiaosang fell to the ground with a little confused. He kicked him just now and felt that he was already very fast, but Fu Zhen dodged sideways, hooked his right hand on his ankle, and swung his left calf with a very small amplitude, and Xiaosang lay down directly.

Fu Zhen immediately opened the distance and began to mutter: "You northerner are not particular, you are also sneak attackers?"

"I'm from Nanhu!" Xiaosang stood up with the ground and punched Fu Zhen directly in the head with a right fist.

Fu Zhen looked at his body shaking, but he reacted quickly, and took a side step and directly avoided.

Xiaosang immediately pressed forward and fisted his left and right fists. His posture looked very standard and he punched very quickly, but Fu Zhen kept pulling distance from left and right sides to the back, making it difficult for the other party to hit him.

It's like a boxing match, one wants to fight and the other wants to drag the number of rounds. Xiaosang made a few punches without any effect. Then he saw the opportunity and raised his knee and directly hit Fu Zhen's right rib because he found that the latter was a left-handed and did not seem to protect the right rib.

Fu Zhen's body suddenly accelerated, and another leg swinging action with a very small amplitude kicked directly on Xiaosang's ankle that supported his feet.

"Bang!"

Xiaosang fell to the ground again, breathing a little rapid.

"I said, your legs are not good, your strength is too weak, and you can't stand!" Fu Zhen was very mean, and he kept mocking him.

"I'm 后后!" Xiaosang stood up with one hand on the ground.

Fu Zhen suddenly took a step forward and stepped on Xiaosang's knee joint on the back of his right leg with a very fast movement.

"Gudong!"

Xiaosang fell again and half kneeled on the ground.

"You have to protect your legs and stand before you can hit them! You are a little spiritual..." Fu Zhen was still muttering.

"I have a damn spirituality!" Xiaosang's mentality exploded, and he got up and whipped Fu Zhen's head with a whip.

Fu Zhen took a step forward and used his left arm to support the opponent's leg. Then he swept his left calf. With a bang, Xiaoshang's body lost its center of gravity and flew directly into the air.

"Bang!"

Fu Zhen held Xiao Sang's butt with his right hand, and did not let him fall from the air. He held him in the air for a moment, and then he threw him on the ground with a humble bang.

Xiao Sang was a little confused when he fell, and he lay on the ring and gasped violently.

Fu Zhenyang was proud: "I told you everything, I can do it!"

"Damn it, I can't beat it!" Xiaosang was also a bachelor. He and Fu Zhen slap a few times, feeling that he was really not good.

"Is there fifteen seconds?" Fu Zhen stretched his neck and tactfully reminded the other party to call him grandpa.

"Come on, I'll practice with you!"

The shouts came from the door. Cha Meng took off his coat, wore a military green hull vest, and leaked muscles and bullet holes. He was injured in a knife and rushed to the ring with a steadily step.

"Master, he fuck me!" Xiaosang shouted while lying on the ground.

"Go away, get out of here!" Cha Meng was too lazy to look at him, and took off a pair of gloves from the rack.

"Hey, this is a Muay Thai practitioner. You can see that your legs are strong!!" Fu Zhen looked up and down at Cha Meng, and said with a smile.

"Is it thick?" Cha Meng asked.

"It's so exciting at first glance!"

"I'll let you try!" Cha Meng put on his fists: "UFC?"

"Come on, let's do it!" Fu Zhen nodded.

After saying that, the two of them stepped forward together. Cha Meng immediately raised his left leg and bent it in front of him, trying to push the distance between the other party and him and pull the position.

When Fu Zhen saw him raising his legs, he immediately turned around.

"Bang!!"

Cha Meng's left foot fell to the ground and supported him instantly. Everyone outside the ring heard a bang of footfall, followed by a whip leg, which hit Fu Zhen like a cannonball.

Fu Zhen didn't expect Cha Meng to change his feet so quickly, and it was too late to hide. He directly raised his left arm and blocked his head.

With a dull sound, Fu Zhen was smashed and moved back two steps.

"Swoosh!"

Cha Meng took a step forward, raised his knee and bent it, directly pushing towards Fu Zhen's chest.

Fu Zhen hid away this moment, sweating was already seen on his forehead and there was a clear gasp in his mouth and nose.

No one is a martial arts master. If you don’t blush or breathe after a hundred rounds, you can only be Superman. Fu Zhen’s only one of these two strokes is really exhausted.

In the first thirty seconds, Cha Meng almost hit Fu Zhen without any room for fighting back. Moreover, the fighting between the two was different from Xiaosang just now. At least it was not a one-sided physical contact, but almost a piece of body was entangled.

Fu Zhen was beaten and held his head with both hands, retreated to the edge of the ring, leaning against the rope, and deliberately avoiding Cha Meng's raised legs.

But in the last thirty seconds, Chameng obviously became a little slower and his forehead was covered with sweat.

At this time, the young Fu Zhen found the right opportunity, took a sideways to avoid Cha Meng and lifted his knees, bent down and punched Cha Meng in the ribs.

"Bang!"

The sound of boxing gloves hitting the flesh and blood sounded. Cha Meng's body paused significantly, put his right foot back, and took a few steps back in a panic.

"Bang!"

Fu Zhen followed up and punched him in the position just now. Cha Meng bent down again and took another step back, his face pale.

Fu Zhen realized this time and did not hit him again, but asked breathlessly: "You... are you injured?"

Cha Meng covered his ribs, sat on the ground with his butt, and gasped and replied, "You are a good foundation. Do you know Muay Thai quite well? Do you navy learn this too?"

"As long as there are, we will learn it!" Fu Zhen replied, turned his head and looked at Xiaosangsu: "I told you everything, I can't do it, I can't go! If you lose, what does it mean?"

Xiaosang was silent for a while and shouted decisively: "Grandpa!"

"Hey, let me teach you the security forces in the future. With this quality, how to protect Commander Qin's safety!" Fu Zhen pretended to be b, and there was no brake at all.

Xiaosang looked at him squintedly and suddenly shouted: "What should we do if we can't beat him in a single fight?"

Everyone in the audience immediately started to cheer and shouted in unison: "Go up and attack them!"

After saying that, more than a dozen people rushed into the ring in an instant.

"Fuck him!" Xiaosang stood up and yelled.

"I'm oh my god!! Who are you in Sichuan Mansion?!" Fu Zhen immediately protected his head in a mess.

A group of people surrounded him and reached out to hold Fu Zhen. Xiaosang held his fists and kept hitting him in the head: "Do you know who I am?! I am their deputy commander, how many dares to hit me?! Is grandpa so easy to be a good person?"

Cha Meng jumped off the ring with a smile and took off his boxing gloves.

"Is it okay?" Qin Yu asked with his hands behind his back.

"I've been hurt by hitting me." Cha Meng pointed to the gun hole in the fist mark: "It hurts a little! But this kid is quite fierce. If I continue to hit him, I'm still very hard! I'm old and my reaction is not as good as before. Once I take off my strength, my head can't keep up."

"This kid is quite fierce!" Qin Yu looked at Fu Zhen lustfully, his eyes full of **.

On the ring, Fu Zhen yelled like a pig killer: "I'm convinced, I'm convinced, can I do it!"

...

Luhuai District 7.

Zhou Xingli suddenly called Zhou Yuanzheng: "I thought about it for a while, I'd better use Li Bokang!"

"How are you...!"

"Someone is looking for me on Chensha. There is an urgent matter. I want to use a capable person." Zhou Xingli replied.
Chapter completed!