"Damn, where did these three country bumpkins come from? They don't even recognize our Muay Thai champion, Little Pete. I think their food for so many years has been in vain! No wonder, as soon as we came in,
These two silly girls kept chatting there as if they hadn't seen anything." An assistant next to Pit Niu glanced at Lu Yu and Miyata Shizumi with disdain, and said angrily
Cursed: "Hillbilly."
"Who are you scolding!" Lu Yu stood up angrily, picked up the wine glass in his hand, and was about to throw it away.
However, when she saw the sinister look in Little Pitbull's eyes, she couldn't help but shuddered and paused again.
Lu Yu whispered to Fang Xiaoyu: "Brother Fang, this guy's eyes are so sinister! I don't even dare to look at him."
"Hahaha! It turns out he's an idiot from China!" Little Pitbull heard Lu Yu's words clearly and said with a proud smile: "Back then, I also went to China to play games, but the people who could play there were...
There were really too few and it wasn’t fun, so I came to Japan again. It’s not bad here, at least I can find people to play with. There are experts and there are losers.”
"Hmph! I think you came to Japan after your legs were broken in China!" Lu Yu glanced at the Muay Thai champion angrily.
She just said it casually, but she didn't want to but it happened to hit the other person's pain point.
Little Pete Niu did have a boxing match in China in his early years, but he had not yet become famous at that time. Because his skills were still young, his leg was broken by a folk master who practiced Thirteen Road Tan Kung.
Because of this, he worked hard to train his legs, which later earned him the title of King of Iron Legs.
Although many years have passed since this incident, it has always been a past event that Peter Niu cannot talk about.
"You...you little bitch, go to hell. Today I will break your legs myself."
As he said that, Little Pitbull stood up abruptly, and suddenly saw him fly up with a kick, and swept towards Lu Yu's leg.
"I'll block!" Fang Xiaoyu picked up a wooden chair at a very fast speed and quickly blocked it.
"Crack!"
In an instant, the wooden chair was kicked by Little Pete and broke into pieces, falling to the ground in pieces.
"Hahaha! Boy, are you scared? Are you trembling? You didn't expect that it was the chair that was broken, not my leg." Little Pit Bull proudly pushed his nose with his hand, pointed at Fang Xiaoyu coldly and said
: "Now it's your turn to break your leg. Come on!"
As he said this, he suddenly saw this guy and kicked Fang Xiaoyu in the thigh again.
Fang Xiaoyu gently raised his leg to block it.
Soon there was a "click" and a sound of bone cracking.
"How is it? Your legs must be very painful, very painful! Hahaha!" Pete Niu smiled confidently at Fang Xiaoyu: "Anyone who looks down on me will eventually be beaten to a disability or become dead by me...
…”
"I should have given these words to you." Fang Xiaoyu replied calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Little Pitbull's body swayed, his right leg suddenly lost its center of gravity, and his whole body fell crookedly.
"Ah...this...this...what's going on, why is this happening? Oh, my legs..." Pitbull shouted in disbelief.
Boom!
In the end, his strong body pressed against a table next to him, and he and the table fell to the ground. Immediately, a heartbreaking pain came from his right leg bone.
His leg was broken and comminuted.
"Ah...it hurts me so much. My leg, why is my leg broken?"
He looked at his right leg with horror on his face, and was surprised to find that his leg was flat.
"It's not broken, it's a comminuted fracture." Fang Xiaoyu added with a smile.
"No, it's impossible. I have the title of King of Iron Legs, so it's impossible for me to lose to you. You can't be my opponent. Oh! No, no... I don't want to be like this..." Pete Niu looked at him with a sad face.
When his legs became crippled, his voice became softer and softer, and finally he started crying like a girl.
Seeing this scene, everyone onlookers looked horrified.
"What's going on? Just now, I clearly saw the Iron-Legged King, Little Pitbull, and he was the one who struck out with his leg first! How come he was the one who broke his leg?"
"It's strange, I also saw that it was the iron-legged king, Little Pit Bull, who kicked first!"
"Damn it, everything tonight is so weird. Just now, this kid made the waiter have a dragon on his chest, and now, he made the Iron Leg King break his leg. It's so weird."
"Poor little Pete the Bull, he finally became a boxing champion at the new level, but he was defeated at the hands of this kid."
"Alas! It seems that only the real top gold medal boxing champion Pete Bull can kill this kid."
"Of course, Peter Niu is a great boxer who swept across Europe, a real king, a feared master. What's even more rare is that he has the ability to break any witchcraft. No matter how powerful his ability is, it is beyond his reach.
It won't show up in front of him. Unless the fist is harder than his fist."
"Haha, if that's the case, then there will be great things to watch next."
Just as people were discussing enthusiastically one by one.
Suddenly, Lechang Benguang came to Fang Xiaoyu panting with his assistant.
"It's done, it's done. Now we can go and pay the deposit for the challenge." Lechang Benguang smiled proudly and placed two large boxes of cash in front of Fang Xiaoyu, and said with a smile on his face: "Did you see it?
We challenge with sincerity. 100 million yen in cash."
As he was speaking, he frowned and glanced at the ground, and soon found the little Pitbull lying on the ground, and couldn't help but be surprised.
"Oh my god, isn't this Iron-legged King Little Pete? Why did you fall here?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, Lu Yu on the side smiled and added: "He had his leg broken by our Brother Fang. No, his own leg was broken by Brother Fang's leg during the kick.
."
"What, the Iron Leg King's leg was actually broken?" Lechang Benguang looked at Fang Xiaoyu's leg in disbelief. After looking at it for a while, he still ran over with some worry and touched Fang Xiaoyu's leg with his hand.
After rubbing it carefully for a while, he suddenly exclaimed: "Oh! God, this is so awesome. It seems that I have to get some more money to make a bet. Brother, I will bet on you tonight.
You will win. Even Pete the Bull is no match for you."
With that said, Lechang Benguang immediately took out his mobile phone and started making a call in the bar.
He made a loud noise in the bar, basically raising cash from everyone, and at the same time he persuaded his friends to come over and place bets, and they all said that the buyer Xiaoyu would win. Tonight he was going to have a big fight and bet all his belongings on Fang Xiaoyu's
On the body.
"Fuck you, I'm going to fight tonight. Brother, I'm optimistic about you! I'm all in on you. I'm going to challenge the organizer of Yindao Palace. We're going to fight the top gold medal boxing champion in the arena, Pete Bull."
Lechang Benguang opened two boxes full of cash with excitement on his face. (To be continued)