"Feilun!? That brave detective?" Zhang Haoqiang was slightly stunned, and then sneered, "Although your marksmanship is very powerful, the competition later is fighting. I like to fight the brave detective best. See you in the ring!
"
Many colleagues around him heard Zhang Haoqiang's words, and there was a buzz of discussion.
Shi Yiran was angry and glared at him: "You don't have to go to the ring, I can teach you a lesson here!" After saying that, he raised his fist. Mo Wanning quickly stopped him. Under the ring, the police were fighting each other.
I'm afraid that suspension is a small matter but dismissal is a big deal.
Zhang Haoqiang also turned a blind eye to Shi Yiran's actions, glanced at Feilun, turned around and walked away.
Fei Lun muttered: "Aning, although your junior brother is arrogant, he still has some authority. In just two or three words, he got rid of the embarrassment of the sergeant vs. the inspector!"
Mo Wanning and Shi Yiran were both stunned, unable to understand what Feren was saying.
Fearon said sadly: "If I really meet him later, I think I will kick him off the ring."
Kicked off the ring? Real or fake? These words made Mo and Shi think that Zhang Haoqiang might be in bad luck.
Soon, the announcement for everyone to prepare and warm up rang, and many of the guys who were going to appear first ran to the corner to use the fitness equipment to warm up. Mo Wanning was also very high in the order of appearance, so she went with Shi Yiran
Warmed up.
A quarter of an hour later, the battle in the ring officially began. All the colleagues who were not competing around were cheering for the people on the stage. The whole ring was cheering continuously. Even though each game lasted only three minutes, there was rarely a group battle.
The victory is decided by points, because a stalemate means hesitation, and hesitation is a taboo in actual combat. The more than 400 colleagues who came to participate in the selection are all front-line elites, and all of them understand this truth.
Therefore, the ring battle went very quickly, and just after an hour it was Faeron's turn. Unfortunately, his opponent had no strength. Faeron only used a side slide step and a hand knife to knock the opponent out to the ground, and won easily.
The whole process only took three seconds, and the colleagues and referees who were watching the game were stunned for a moment.
"Isn't it? So relaxed and happy?"
"By the way, how did Feren Sir slide to the side just now? Like this? Or like this?"
"Damn it, Sir Feren is indeed a brave detective, even in fighting!"
"Then there will be great drama if Zhang Haoqiang bumps into Sir Feilun later!"
"Who says it isn't?"
"..."
After the first round, there were just about 160 male police officers left, and 64 female police officers left. However, it became more lively below the ring, because all the male and female colleagues who had been dismissed gathered together.
Watch the excitement around.
In the second round of the ring battle, Fei Lun, Shi Yiran and Mo Wanning also passed easily. In this way, the three of them were guaranteed to get points and would not lose out on the fighting aspect.
After a short rest, the lineup for the third round of the ring battle was displayed on the big screen. By coincidence, Feilun and Zhang Haoqiang were in the same ring, and they were also the first team in the A ring.
As soon as the list came out, the whole place was in an uproar, and many people were gloating about the misfortune.
"Haha, when these two people meet, it seems like there will be a fight between dragons and tigers!"
"A dragon fights like hell! A tiger fights like a bird! Didn't you see that Sir Feren defeated the enemy with one move in both rounds?"
"Zhang Haoqiang is not bad either. In both of his fights, he defeated his opponent within one minute. Anyway, I am optimistic about him!"
"..."
Not only the male police officers, but also many female police officers were talking about these two people, but they talked more about their bodies and looks.
"Sir Fei's face shape is even better than Beckham's, and his temperament is even more formidable. I like him so much!"
"Brother Qiang is great. Although his appearance is just a popular Chinese character, his figure is nothing to say, and the lumpy flesh on his body is really stunning!"
"You are just a nymphomaniac..."
On the ring, Feilun and Zhang Haoqiang both took off their coats and shoes, leaving only their vests and trousers, and stood looking at each other.
Feilun is slightly taller than Zhang Haoqiang, but has a slim body and does not look as powerful as Zhang Haoqiang. The muscles in his exposed arms are also slim and slender, incomparable to the tendons on Zhang Haoqiang's arms.
But on the whole, Feilun's body shows an elegant streamlined shape, giving people a pleasing look. This attracted many female police officers to hold their mouths like star-chasing little girls and shout loudly: "Sir Feilun, come on! Let's go!"
Support you!"
Most of the male police officers felt sour when they saw this scene, and they were secretly cursing Feilun for being beaten into a pig's head by Zhang Haoqiang. It must be said that Feilun seemed to be the weaker side, and most people in the audience thought so,
But Zhang Haoqiang, who was standing opposite him, had a feeling that Feilun didn't look like a human being, but like an alien that was ready to hunt at any time, which was chilling.
The longer the silence lasted, the more Zhang Haoqiang could feel Feilun's temperament. As a last resort, he could only break the silence first: "Sir Fei, I have no eyes for fists and feet. Please give me your advice!"
Feilun just stretched out his right hand and made a "please" gesture, but did not give a polite response, which made people feel that he was very ungraceful. The problem is that in the reincarnation space, there is only life and death, not grace. Zhang Haoqiang treated him before
The provocation made Feren feel the need to make a strong response.
Zhang Haoqiang’s feelings
Seeing the fiery hostility of Faerun's invasion, he didn't dare to wait any longer. He suddenly rushed forward and charged forward. He jumped up to the height of Faerun's shoulders and kicked Faerun's head violently with both legs.
Location.
This kick is the top kicking technique in Taekwondo, a chain of jumping kicks. But in the eyes of Feren, it looks very ridiculous. The South Koreans really don't know any martial arts. This move is purely based on momentum and impact, but once someone can calmly avoid it,
But then, isn’t the attacker in the air a sandbag in the shape of a human being?
Therefore, just when the male and female colleagues in the audience were shocked by the fierceness of Zhang Haoqiang's offensive, and screams were heard one after another, Feilun calmly moved half a step to the left, seemingly slowly but quickly letting go of Zhang Haoqiang's consecutive kick attacks, and quickly
He twisted his waist and turned sideways, flew up with a kick, and hit Zhang Haoqiang's upper right arm with a thunderous upper right kick.
"Crack!"
Zhang Haoqiang's right upper arm broke without any suspense, and hit his right rib and liver area more heavily. Then he flew out in the air, leaned on the rope railing, and crashed to the outside of the ring. He was breathless.
, rolled his eyes and fainted.
The entire audience fell into silence, and even the referee was so horrified that his eyes bulged out.
"Referee, why are you still standing there? Announce the result!" Fearon reminded lightly, standing in the middle of the ring.
"This round, No. 61 (Feilun's number) wins!" After the referee announced, he quickly called the medical staff to check on Zhang Haoqiang's condition.
Soon, Zhang Haoqiang was carried away on a stretcher. Only a few familiar colleagues accompanied him to see him off, while the rest of the people applauded vigorously in the audience and congratulated Feilun. In any competition, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. This has been the case since ancient times.
, so Feilun accepted the applause and cheers calmly.
downstairs.
Before getting into the ambulance, Zhang Haoqiang had already woken up. He took the hand of a male police officer next to him and said, "Brother, help me teach a lesson to that man named Shi Yiran, he is No. 13!" As for Feilun, Zhang Haoqiang mentioned it repeatedly.
He didn't even mention it, he knew that his senior brother was no match either.
The male police officer patted his hand with a sullen face and said, "Take good care of yourself. I know what to do about what you said!"
When Phelan stepped down, the bustling colleagues consciously made way for him.
When Feilun returned to Shi Mo, Shi Yiran said excitedly: "Fei Sir, one move KO, it's so powerful!"
Feilun smiled noncommittally and said: "Desire, Aning, you two will have to work harder later!" As he said this, he privately passed on the small grappling skills that were easy for both of them to learn.
Shi Yiran and Mo Wanning did not disappoint him either. They passed from eighty to forty and from thirty-two to sixteen.
When forty entered twenty, Feilun was ranked in front of him for the third stage. The policeman who was selected to fight him had obviously seen Zhang Haoqiang's miserable situation, and he was cautious as soon as he came on stage. In the end, Feilun was punched three times and kicked twice.
He fell to the ground. But this man was better than Zhang Haoqiang. Because he didn't resist much, he only suffered some physical pain, which was not serious. He would recover after a few weeks.
"Forty into twenty, the last game, No. 13 vs. No. 191, please come on stage!"
When he turned eighty and forty, Shi Yiran easily defeated his opponent with the small grapple taught by Faerun. At this moment, he was full of confidence and flew onto the ring. Only after he got on the stage did he realize that his opponent was staring at him with sinister eyes.
At this time, No. 191 said with a ferocious smile: "My name is Yin Xun, and Zhang Haoqiang is my junior brother. You, an elite soldier of the regional serious crime team, choose for yourself whether you want to be beaten or abstain voluntarily!"
Shi Yiran was stunned when he heard this, and instantly realized that Yin Xun was coming with bad intentions, but the other party's words had already set him up. If he gave up, he would lose the people from the regional serious crime team.
In the blink of an eye, Shi Yiran had made up his mind. His eyes widened and he shouted: "Being beaten? I can't beat anyone!" As he said that, he kicked Yin Xun with his flying leg.
"call--"
A breeze blew across his face, and Shi Yiran realized that his kick was in vain. He immediately subconsciously raised his arm to protect his face, but his right forearm came into contact with a fist as strong as gold as iron, and a terrible wail came from his bones.
.
"Crack!"
It must be a broken bone.
At this moment, Shi Yiran just wanted to howl in pain. The severe pain made his eyes moist and gave him a feeling of astringency. If not for the crowd watching in the audience and clenching his teeth in time, he would have burst into tears.
God knows whether what Yin Xun hit was a fist or a hammer!
It hurts, it fucking hurts!
Shi Yiran even felt that receiving Yin Xun's punch would be worse than being cut several times with a watermelon knife.
Colleagues in the audience could not see the clues. Instead, they felt that Shi Yiran and Yin Xun were evenly matched in the first confrontation, and they all shouted good. Mo Wanning even praised: "Yi Ran's reaction is very quick!"
Feilun closed his eyes slightly, sneered, and said: "Hmph, it's hidden very deep, Ming Jin is at his peak!"
Mo Wanning was stunned: "Ming Jin? What do you mean?"
Fearon didn't say anything, he just touched the Nutai with his mouth.
After the two of them broke up on the court, Shi Yiran grinned and shook his arms wildly, trying to relieve the intense pain in his bones. On the other hand, Yin Xun stood still on the ground, acting as if nothing had happened.