Sun Ya looked the young man up and down, and after confirming that he had not seen him, he slowly asked: "Who are you?"
"My name is Atai," the dark-skinned young man made a Muay Thai starting pose: "I'm from Thailand,"
As soon as this young man named 'Artai' entered the ring, Xiao Feng's eyes were attracted to him. No matter his stance or movements, he revealed a hint of a master.
Xiao Feng was a little worried. Although Sun Ya's fighting ability was good, it was probably impossible to defeat Artest, a master from Thailand.
"Liu Dazui, where did you find this person?" Bald Biao looked at Artest on the ring and was also stunned.
"Hey, you don't care where I found him. This is my new little brother. You just have to wait and see how he abuses Sun Ya. Do you think I can come and fight with you again because I don't have any tricks up my sleeve?" Liu The big mouth smiles particularly cunningly.
Bald Biao had a bad premonition in his heart and shouted at Sun Ya who was carrying him up: "Sun Ya, don't lose, I will kill him hard."
Sun Ya looked down at Bald Biao and nodded: "I know," but a trace of disgust arose in his heart. This boss was really becoming more and more annoying.
"Which one of them do you think will win?" Chen Bin put his hands behind his head, raised his head slightly, and asked casually.
"This young man named Artai is more powerful. If it were normal times, Sun Ya would still have a chance, but now, it's too bad," Xiao Feng obviously did not think highly of Sun Ya.
Chen Bin sat up straight and looked at Artest up and down: "Well, yes,"
"Hey, you understand," Xiao Feng smiled jokingly.
"Yeah, I understand. Look at the two of them, Artest is stronger than Sun Ya, so he is naturally better at fighting," Chen Bin said with an evil smile.
‘Dang, dang, dang’, the copper bell rang again.
Sun Ya shook his shoulders and sneered on his face: "Come on, let me try Muay Thai,"
"Okay, I also want to know about Chinese Kung Fu," Artest nodded heavily, moving his feet slightly, and locked his eyes on Sun Ya's shoulders.
"Drink," Sun Ya shouted loudly, his body suddenly rose up, and he whipped his right leg towards Artest's head.
Artest dodged Sun Ya's attack with a high somersault, clenched his fists and said, "I'm going to be serious," and then launched an attack on Sun Ya.
Artest's fist was as powerful as thunder, hitting Sun Ya's chest.
Sun Ya's body exploded back, and all his strength rushed to his right fist, hitting Artest's fist.
"Bang, bang, bang" three muffled sounds, the two people instantly bumped their fists three times, each took half a step back, and looked at each other solemnly.
The corners of Xiao Feng's mouth turned up. Although there was no distinction between the top and bottom for the time being, Artest would have the upper hand in the end.
Chen Bin also swept away his previous laziness and sat upright from his chair. His eyes were fixed on the two people writhing on the ring, with smiles deep in his eyes.
The surrounding spectators were all yelling at this time: "Hit him, hit him hard, Sun Ya, teach this Thai ladyboy a lesson," they all roared excitedly, with veins popping out on their foreheads, and waving the banknotes in their hands desperately. With.
"If you have enough strength, come again." Artest took the lead in attacking, with a bouncing side kick that went straight to the left side of Sun Ya's face.
Sun Ya protected his face with both hands. After blocking the blow, he took two steps back, a look of pain flashing across his face.
Artest succeeded with one blow, his fist transformed into a thunderous force, and he rushed forward.
Sun Ya did a backflip, and his body hit the soft rope around the ring. Using the elastic force, he hit Artest's head from top to bottom.
Everyone in the underground boxing ring was attracted by the fierce battle in the ring. Few people noticed the three young men who came in from the entrance. The one in charge had shoulder-length silver hair and an expression of "I am the best" on his face. .
"Brother Yu, where is Brother Feng?" The gunner next to him pointed at Xiao Feng in the front row.
When Zhang Yu heard this, he looked in the direction pointed by the gunner.
Xiao Feng noticed the three of them when they first came in, smiled at Zhang Yu, nodded, and made a casual gesture.
"Come on, let's go over and take a look," Zhang Yu glanced at the two people fighting fiercely on the ring, then swayed his body and walked towards Xiao Feng.
"Brother Feng," Zhang Yu walked up to Xiao Feng, patted the guest next to him, and took out two pieces of Mao Zedong from his pocket: "Brother, let's change places. These two pieces of money are yours."
The guest was just about to get angry, but when his eyes touched Grandpa Mao, he nodded happily: "Okay," after saying that, he grabbed the money and changed seats.
"Hey, Brother Feng, what good show are you watching?" Zhang Yu took out a cigarette and handed it to Xiao Feng and Chen Bin: "Binzi is here too,"
"Haha, the show is not over yet, let's continue watching," Xiao Feng pointed to the ring.
Zhang Yu watched for a while and became a little impatient. The two people went back and forth in the ring for several rounds, testing each other. They were not in a desperate state at all. Besides, the fighting power of these two people was not better than him. Naturally, he It's boring to watch.
"Brother Feng, who are these two people above?" Zhang Yu held a cigarette in his mouth and looked around to see if there were any beautiful women to admire.
"The one with fairer skin is called Sun Ya. He is the younger brother I found for you. What do you think," Xiao Feng pointed at Sun Ya and asked.
Zhang Yu glanced at it a few times: "It's okay, the combat effectiveness is pretty good, where did you find it?"
"Hehe, this is the guy who threatened that the Liehu Gang could trample Tianmen under his feet," Xiao Feng said with a smile.
Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "Damn it, it turns out to be this kid, I'm going to go up and knock him out right now," he said, standing up and rushing to the ring.
"Wait, why are you in a hurry? The show has just started." Xiao Feng grabbed Zhang Yu and turned his eyes to Bald Biao's position: "Just watch, we will see the winner soon."
"Sun Ya, beat him to death with all your strength. I asked you to come here, not to spar with each other. Hurry up and see the blood," Bald Biao roared angrily.
As soon as Bald Biao finished speaking, blood was indeed seen on the ring, but it was Sun Ya who was bleeding.
Sun Ya lay on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, and felt numb. This bastard failed more than he succeeded. During a war, the most taboo thing is to be distracted. Is there any urine in this naked head?
"Get up," Artest did not pursue the victory, but stood aside and looked at Sun Ya arrogantly.
Sun Ya put his hands on the ground, jumped up suddenly, and swept his right leg towards Artest's calf bone as fast as lightning.
"Sun Ya lost," Xiao Feng sighed and shook his head.
"Failed," Chen Bin said with confusion on his face.
Before Sun Ya's right leg could reach, Artest's fists had already hit his waist.
"Well" Sun Ya let out a muffled groan. Almost instantly, he changed direction with his right foot and kicked Artai's chest hard.
Xiao Feng's eyes lit up. Yes, he had to strike the enemy before he died, which was a bit like me.
Artest's body hit the soft rope, his body shook a few times, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Sun Ya was even worse, lying on the ground unable to get up. Artest's blow just now happened to hit the vulnerable part of his waist. Now his legs have lost their intuition and are trembling slightly.
Artest wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Sun Ya and sneered: "Sun Ya, are you giving up?"
"Damn it, Sun Ya, stand up for me," Bald Biao roared under the ring.
Sun Ya lay on the ring, looked up at Artest, and gritted his teeth: "I won't admit defeat,"
"Okay, then I'll beat you until you admit defeat," Artest clenched his fist and punched Sun Ya on the back again.
"Poof" Sun Ya spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body rolled to the edge of the ring.
"Admit defeat?"
"deny,"
"Okay," Artest punched him again.
"Why don't you admit defeat yet?"
"deny,"
Artest gradually lost his patience and gritted his teeth: "Okay, one hit will kill you. If you can survive, then I will admit defeat."
"Come on," Sun Ya lay on the ground and looked at Artest with cold eyes, his face covered with blood.
"Kill him, kill him; stand up, stand up," the guests below yelled and screamed.
Liu Dazui smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum and laughed: "Kill him, Artest, haha,"
"Sun Ya, stand up for me," the bald Biao said angrily.
Artest jumped up high and hit Sun Ya's heart with both fists like a thunderous strike: "Death,"
"That's enough," a loud shout rang out, and an afterimage rushed onto the ring, blocking Artest from slamming down his fist.
With a "bang" sound, Artest took a few steps back and looked at Sun Ya's right side with a solemn expression, "Who are you?"
Xiao Feng bent down to help Sun Ya up and said lightly: "Xiao Feng,"
"Xiao Feng, I've never heard of it." Artai rubbed his fists, and the fighting spirit enveloped Xiao Feng: "Do you want to replace him?"
Xiao Feng smiled contemptuously at Artai: "You can do it,"
Artest was furious: "Men can't say no,"
A black line flashed across Xiao Feng's forehead. This makes sense. Men can't say no. "Okay, then come up and try it." After saying that, he raised his fingers provocatively.
Artai was irritated by Xiao Feng's provocative attitude: "I will let you know the power of Muay Thai today,"
Xiao Feng shrugged and nodded to Chen Bin: "Binzi, let Sun Ya see his injury."
Zhang Yu glanced at Artest and asked with itchy hands: "Brother Feng, how about I go up?"
"I'll do it," Xiao Feng smiled contemptuously: "One hand is enough for this kind of thing."
"Looking for death," Artai was completely furious, roared from his mouth, and rushed towards Xiao Feng.
Under the ring, Liu Dazui was also full of anger: "Bald Biao, do you want to play a wheel battle?"
Bald Biao saw Sun Ya's defeat and was extremely anxious: "You idiot, don't fucking chirp with me. If you don't accept it, we'll fight."
"Hey, fight, haha, who wants to fight, I want to accompany you," Zhang Yu's arrogant voice suddenly sounded at the scene.
Liu Dazui and Bald Biao exploded when they heard this. How many people in this area dared to talk to them like this, "Paradise, who the hell said this, stand up and let me see,"
"I said so," Zhang Yu shook his long silver hair, slowly stood up from his seat, and looked at Liu Dazui and Bald Biao with a mocking look on his face.
Liu Dazui and Bald Biao looked at each other with doubts on their faces. Who the hell is this kid? Just as they were wondering, screams rang out from the ring, and then a black shadow hit the two of them. ,
