The Dutchman hit Gao Gang with two punches. Blood came from the corners of Gao Gang's mouth, but he smiled.
"Gao Gang, be careful!" Tian Li shouted nervously.
Gao Gang shook his head, his body slowly lowered, and his eyes gradually became sharp.
The audience in the audience all looked at Gao Gang attentively. It was obvious that Gao Gang was at an absolute disadvantage now, and the audience speculated on what style of play Gao Gang would change next.
If there are truly experienced masters, they will know that Gao Gang will win this round. Of course, Gao Gang himself thinks so too. His two punches just now were deliberately hit by the Dutchman. He wanted to test the strength of the Dutchman's punches.
, Dutchman's punch was stronger than Gao Gang imagined, but the opponent's fatal flaw was also exposed. He was slow, even dull. At least for Gao Gang, a guy with flexible movements, Dutchman was definitely the best.
Belongs to the slow-moving column.
Crouching down at a high position, the tall Dutchman had to bend down to aim at the target, which was very uncomfortable.
"Buzz!" Westerners are usually not good at attacking with their feet, and the Dutchman is no exception. However, Gao Gang had his body lowered, so the Dutchman could not lie down and attack Gao Gang, so he had to raise his feet to force Gao Gang to stand up.
As soon as the Dutchman raised his feet, his movements became even more sluggish, but Gao Gang was definitely not a guy who only knew martial arts skills. He seized the opportunity and rolled around behind the Dutchman.
"Bang bang bang!"
One punch on the back, one on the spine, and one on the neck. Gao Gang struck out three punches in an instant. Each punch hit the Dutchman's important acupuncture points. The Dutchman turned around and grabbed Gao Gang.
Gao Gang ducked sideways, and the Dutchman punched Gao Gang straight in the face again. Gao Gang's eyes flashed with surprise. This foreign devil seemed to be immune to physical attacks. He was hit three times and nothing happened?
The Dutchman's punch was too powerful. Gao Gang didn't want to block it anymore and used his flexible body skills to get out of the way of the opponent's fist. However, the Dutchman punched out again. Gao Gang dodged again. The Dutchman obviously didn't understand the Chinese art of war.
, taking advantage of the situation, he continued to attack with both hands. For a while, the audience only saw Gao Gang being beaten back by the Dutchman, without any ability to fight back.
"This foreign devil has no plan and blindly attacks. It seems that Gao Gang will win." Li Tianxuan said in a low voice.
Xu Yifeng and He Bi both nodded slightly and agreed with Li Tianxuan's point of view.
Li Jiajun did not express any opinions, and most of his attention was not on the ring, but on the positions of Chen Hui and Chen Xin.
Chen Zuming couldn't understand who was superior and who was inferior, so he just yelled along with other spectators, which had the effect of protecting Xu Yifeng and his party.
As for Xie Tingfeng and other three low-level police officers, they are not qualified to speak, even if they think that the Dutchman's recruitment force is more powerful.
Gains cannot last long.
The Dutchman failed to hit Gao Gang with more than a dozen punches. Not only was he feeling anxious, his breathing became rapid, and his physical strength dropped drastically. Just as he was about to slow down his attack and take a rest, Gao Gang suddenly exploded.
"drink!"
Gao Gang punched out, straight into the Dutchman's face, but the Dutchman quickly crossed his arms to resist.
"Bang!"
The Dutchman's arms were indeed thick, but Gao Gang's fists were small. The fist passed through the Dutchman's defensive circle and hit the opponent's chin. The Dutchman's mouth was immediately filled with blood and his eyes were red.
"Fuck!"
The Dutchman let out a vague roar, a few teeth fell out, his mouth was a little leaky, and the fists on his hands became even harder.
Gao Gang was not afraid to laugh back, avoided the Dutchman's fist, and punched out.
"Bang!"
Gao Gang hit the Dutchman on the chin again.
"Bang bang bang!"
Gao Gang attacked quickly, as if he couldn't get enough of the Dutchman's chin, and hit the Dutchman's chin with three consecutive punches.
"f!"
The Dutch man's jaw was broken and he was in mad pain. He grabbed Gao Gang and swore that once he caught the Chinese monkey, he would tear him to pieces.
"Humph!" The Dutchman was ecstatic. He finally succeeded in grabbing the lapel of Gao Gang's chest. He was dead. This Chinese monkey, the Dutchman lifted Gao Gang with one hand and quickly stretched out his other hand.
Gao Gang was caught in the air by the Dutchman, but he did not panic. Instead, he chuckled. He suddenly flipped up and shot up into the air with his foot, and the sole of his foot hit the Dutchman's seriously injured chin.
“.…”
The Dutchman suddenly became sluggish, as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points, and even his eyes were empty. His palms were loosened, and the Gaogang in his hand fell down. Gaogang put one hand on the back of his buttocks to support the ground, making a capable horizontal gymnastics movement.
, bounced up very beautifully. At the same time, the Dutchman's tall body fell back and fell heavily on the ring.
ko
Gao Gang won again.
"Yes! I won again!" Xu Lele jumped up happily and shouted loudly.
"Fuck, the foreign devils are really futile. I'll lose all the money I won tonight."
"It's really unlucky for Tama. If I had known it, I would have continued to support us Chinese."
…
Most of the gamblers who lost the Dutchman cursed angrily. Xu Lele smiled and gave the betting slip to Xie Tingfeng to help her collect the money. Xie Tingfeng was really flattered and felt more and more that Xu Lele was interested in him.
She couldn't believe that the Hong Kong dollars passed through her hands, and she was so excited that she smiled happily, but she didn't know that Miss Xu didn't take millions in her eyes at all. What people like is the feeling of winning.
"Your master only has the word 'high', and he can't even beat him! Is there a second one?" Chen Hui saw Gao Gang's beautiful victory and sneered at Chen Xin happily.
"If we continue to fight tonight, it won't be an advantage for you. If we fight another day, the odds will be different." Chen Xin looked at Gao Gang on the stage coldly and said gloomily.
"Okay! This is only fair." Chen Hui clapped his hands and said. Gao Gang really let his team steal the limelight tonight. Winning money by defeating the Dutchman is secondary. The important thing is that everyone in the underground boxing circle will know about his reputation in the future.
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"Are you interested in playing other flower plates?" Chen Xin said.
"What a trick!" Chen Hui said.
"Three versus three, Street Fighter match." Chen Xin looked at Chen Hui with contempt.
"You are just bluffing me because I have fewer people!" Chen Hui immediately understood Chen Xin's plot. Chen Xin had many boxers, and only Gao Gang could fight on his side.
"I'm just bluffing you, looking down on you because you have so few people and you don't have the guts?" Chen Xin looked at Chen Hui provocatively: "I can accommodate you! It's 10 million."
"Okay!" Chen Hui was young and energetic, but he couldn't bear the rebuke from Chen Xin, and regretted it as soon as he said it.
"See you in three days." Chen Xin didn't give Chen Hui a chance to regret, he nailed his words and stood up.
…
"Master Hui, we have found the person who won by buying Gaogang, that's the group." Chen Hui's men pointed at Xu Yifeng's group, then found Xu Lele and said, "That's the woman, she won from our place tonight.
It’s three million, do you want to follow it?”
"Three million?" Chen Hui took a breath. Three million is not a small amount. He gave his subordinates a look and said they must follow the opponent. .