This "smashing" situation full of brute force but full of male hormones lasted for up to a minute.
The big black man got excited and took advantage of the separation. He stretched out his hand, tore open his coat and threw it out. He only wore a tight-fitting vest that was close to the color of his skin, revealing a shiny but extremely stylish black suit.
Muscles, like a strong black bear.
However, Shi Datou obviously had no preference for Westerners' behavior of showing off their muscles at every turn to intimidate opponents. He just rolled up his sleeves in silence, revealing his forearm muscles that were not too strong but were very strong.
The similarity between the two may be that they are sweating profusely. The black man's bald head is covered with water drops, while Shi Datou's bald head is also as if it has been washed with water.
In just one minute of fighting, the two of them expended almost as much physical energy as a twenty-kilometer cross-country run.
Of course, another point is that this minute of almost savage hitting each other, neither of the two fell well. There was still blood on the corner of Shi Datou's mouth, which was left by the left hook of the big black man.
If Shi Datou hadn't reacted quickly enough to be hit in the face and use the force of his body to move laterally, and was hit by an uppercut with at least 300 pounds of power, I'm afraid it would have been more than just a bruise on the corner of his mouth.
Even if he suffered a minor concussion, at least two of his big back teeth would be lost.
The big black man was not spared either. Shaanxi Red Boxing, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, was not immune. The big black man was hit by Shi Datou who made a false punch but kicked him violently.
The big man twisted his waist desperately and used his thigh to block Shi Datou's sinister kick. Although everyone did not see a black and blue footprint left on the strong thigh muscles of the black man under the clothes, they still looked a little bit tired.
He was limping without the flexibility he had before, and he knew that that elusive kick had caused serious damage to the big black man.
Just when the two of them stared at each other fiercely, they were about to rub each other in again.
"Stop." Liu Lang suddenly said.
"Miss Laura, I think it's better to call it a day and let the two of us settle for a draw. If the fight continues, I'm afraid the consequences won't be that pleasant." Liu Lang turned his attention to the little foreign girl.
The big black guy is really not weak. If the two of them continue to fight, I'm afraid they can only decide the outcome by life and death on the battlefield. Although Liu Lang thinks that Shi Datou may have a greater chance of winning, but then
It was definitely not the result Liu Lang wanted.
"OK, it's a tie." The little foreign girl was happy and did not continue to pester her as Liu Lang imagined.
Laura didn't know how wise her decision was.
Because the little foreign girl doesn’t know how prosperous Liu Lang and his Great Wall Group are now in the land of China. How can Liu Lang, who can’t even win back the bald man’s ten gold medals, be afraid of a mere eight-year-old from the other side of the ocean?
The Rose family that can't be beaten? If it weren't for the fact that the little foreign girl still has some effect, Liu Lang would be bored with her and make any challenges or bets?
If the little foreign girl chooses to refuse, there is a 90% possibility, no, almost 100%, that the four people from the Great Wall Group present will swarm up and knock the big black man unconscious with lightning speed, and then knock these few people out.
They were tied back to the Great Wall and thrown back to Peiping.
The little foreign girl who didn't know that she had escaped was still struggling, "Then our bet..."
"Of course it has to count. Your and my promises remain unchanged. Within the scope of our ability, you promise me one thing and I promise you one thing. As for Mr. Fan's ten thousand yuan, he will donate it to the front line and Japan.
Fighting warriors!" Liu Lang replied matter-of-factly.
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Shameless, so shameless, Fan Ziran wanted to scold her. "I..."
But looking at Liu Lang looking at his fat face, which was full of harmless smiles, Master Fan felt a chill in his heart for no reason, but he never dared to say the words "disagree".
"No objection." Mr. Fan changed his words very wisely.
"How's it going? Miss Laura, Mr. Fan agreed." Liu Lang gave the somewhat ashamed man in the suit a look of "You are very good and I admire you very much" and looked at the little foreign girl with a smile.
"Okay, but I have an additional condition. You have to escort us back to Peking, otherwise I won't be able to keep my promise." The little foreign girl gritted her teeth and agreed.
Taking this foreign girl to fight? Liu Lang had a toothache, but thinking about his future plans, having this little foreign girl would reduce a lot of trouble.
"Okay, but you and your friends must abide by the regulations of our army." Liu Lang could only accept it painfully.
Such a request was naturally reasonable, and the little foreign girl didn't have any tantrums and readily agreed.
There were nine of them. In addition to the little foreign girl, Tyson, and the man in a suit, Mr. Fan, there were also six armed guards brought by Mr. Fan from home.
However, when the explosion came, Tyson, who was tied up, could only rely on the intuition of an excellent soldier to use his large body to cover the little foreign girl and Fan Ziran. The other six armed guards with their hands tied behind their backs were not so lucky.
Already.
The guards, whose mobility was half restricted, had half the chance of survival in the face of the huge shock wave than the puppet soldiers.
Therefore, when the man in the suit and Tyson finally found the six guards after searching for a long time, there were already six corpses.
Although there was no scene of crying and buying bones, what made Liu Lang feel a little more fond of the eldest son who had made rude remarks before was that he actually insisted on taking the remains of six bodyguards on the road, saying that he could not let the family
The bodyguard's body was left alone in the north, which made it difficult for Liu Lang not to admire Mr. Fan, who seemed to be just a playboy.
Come to think of it, how could a father of the national chemical industry, who had an inscription personally written by the Taizu of the future Republic when he passed away, and personally delivered by the Prime Minister of the future Republic, could have cultivated a playboy who was ignorant of worldly affairs?
Although this person is a little bit arrogant in front of young foreign girls, it is normal for "a gentle lady and a gentleman to be jealous", but Mr. Fan does have a unique vision, and he has the long legs and big "bear" of later generations (here
In order to use false characters and to avoid the trend of river crabs (you just need to understand).
Of course, when the little foreign girl washed away the dust from her face, Liu Lang couldn't help but his eyes lit up. That's a story for now.
Liu Lang persuaded Master Fan to agree to cremate the six guards and take only their ashes with them.
The corpses of nearly 2,000 puppet soldiers were much easier to deal with. Hundreds of militiamen were dispatched together to fill the ditch with soil and rocks blown up by thousands of kilograms of explosives. All the puppet soldiers who were killed were buried in this ditch.
The road that was artificially raised by more than one meter leads to the ditch.
Including Li Shoushan, the great traitor who committed many crimes in time and space. He only had time to wreak havoc on the Northeast for less than two years before he died in Rehe, a small ravine that is still unknown. Liu Lang didn't even take him.
With the intention of taking his body back to claim credit, he directly ordered his body to be filled in the ditch like the puppet soldiers, and became a stepping stone for the mountain people to walk here.
In the end, less than fifty people of the entire Fengtian Independent Brigade survived. A cavalry platoon standing in front of them did not fire a single shot after the big explosion. They surrendered to the militia under the order of the very wise stammering little platoon leader.
The gun in your own hand.
Liu Lang was not interested in killing more, and directly handed over the prisoners to several leaders under Sun Yongqin who stayed here. Then he took all the soldiers of the Great Wall Regiment under his command, the two hundred militiamen led by Sun Yongqin, and Xiaoyang Niu'er, and rushed