At this critical moment, Zhou Ming suddenly stretched out his fist and struck with all his strength!
"Boom - boom!"
Everyone in the hall could clearly hear the sound of bones cracking, but they didn't know whether it was Zhou Ming's fist that was injured or Gan Lei's knee that was broken?
"Ah..." Gan Lei screamed again, threw Zhou Ming aside, and rolled around holding his knees.
Zhou Ming was also sweating coldly. One of his fists was completely numb, and his arm was in severe pain. It seemed that his bones had been misplaced, and it would be impossible to recover for a while.[
Although Gan Lei has rough skin and thick flesh, and extremely high defense, he is more afraid of pain than anyone else. If his muscles and bones are really injured, his movements and expressions will be very exaggerated, so in full view of the entire martial arts hall, he is so embarrassed.
Rolling around on the stage.
Zhou Ming held his arm and stood up with difficulty. He knew that this battle was not over. Gan Lei would definitely stand up again, and he could only rely on his remaining fist.
But before that, he wanted to witness something for himself.
Zhou Ming just walked off the stage. Everyone in the martial arts hall looked at him in confusion, wondering where he was going. Was he not going to compete?
Li Zheng also stood up suddenly and said loudly: "Zhou Ming, if you just leave like this, are you admitting defeat?"
"I'm not the one rolling around on the floor!" Zhou Ming snorted coldly: "If I seize the opportunity now and go up to give him a fatal blow, will it be him standing on the stage?"
"Then what do you mean? Where are you going now?" Li Zheng asked again.
"No need to ask. I will come back naturally when the fat man stands up, and then the fight will continue!" Zhou Ming walked out of the hall and opened the door of the club directly.
The fat and thin security guards obviously didn't expect Zhou Ming to come out at this time, and they were a little surprised. The fat security guard was even more panicked, turning around desperately, not wanting Zhou Ming to see his empty sleeves.
But Zhou Ming still saw it.
Under the hazy sky, the streets were busy with traffic.
The fat security guard's right arm was an empty sleeve, floating gently in the cold wind.
Zhou Ming's tears flowed down uncontrollably. Although he repeatedly warned himself that he was an adult and no longer needed to shed tears to declare his weakness, in this case, the tears still rushed down like a bursting dam.
Zhou Ming suddenly knelt down. At this moment, he just wanted to cry!