Boqi cursed and landed the hoverboard on the ring, with his signature upturned pigtails on his head. It had only been a few days since we last saw Boqi, and he actually gained some weight. His belly was obviously much taller, and he wore the suspenders on his body.
The pants are fully stretched.
Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce it to you. Today Boqi is shirtless and wearing a pair of blue overalls, and the front and back of the pants are embroidered with various patterns: What flowers, grass?
Yes.
But the most eye-catching thing among them is a woman's head with exaggerated colors, and that face is Shirley, and the head is smiling at me with a bloody mouth, which makes me shudder. This pattern, this shape
, it’s really scary.
"Is this what I am like? You are a piece of shit who has been stabbed a thousand times. It doesn't matter if you don't have the ability to embroider. Why do you have to embroider my head and make it so ugly!" Shirley's angry voice came from the radio.
Li smashed at Boqi with all his might.
Oh, I really didn’t realize that Boqi could actually embroider! Although his embroidery was a bit poor, it was pretty good. Zhang Fei embroidered, what more could you ask for?
Boqi raised his head and opened his slender arms towards the direction of the stand where Shirley was, and made a hug gesture, saying: "My little love, your person is of course thousands more beautiful than the one I embroidered.
Times, everyone can see this. You see, how dedicated I am for you. I am much stronger than the idiot next to me who doesn’t understand the style, and I love you more."
Wow! Wow! Wow! This old man is showing off his affection in front of thousands of people in the audience. It makes me, who is still single, really embarrassed. Even if I have a beloved girl, I would never dare to show off in front of such a public eye.
Love. Well done, Waxhead. I give you a big thumbs up.
But Boli obviously didn't think so. His face turned red and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to burrow into. He murmured to himself: "What's so good about Shirley? As for doing this?"
!”
"Are you jealous?" I asked maliciously and deliberately.
"Jealous? I'm questioning his vision. What's going on here? The wax man must have drunk too much and is talking drunkenly." Bori didn't even dare to open his eyes and look at me.
But, after hearing what Bo Li said, I really think that Bo Qi has indeed been drinking. Because his face is slightly red. You must know that Bo Qi’s skin is very white, and his whole body is completely white. That’s it.
At this point, even most women would feel inferior, including Shirley of course.
"Hey, wax man. Are you here to fight, or are you here to fall in love?" shouted the immortal old Qiao who had been robbed of the limelight.
"What? I'm not convinced." Boqi squinted his eyes to look at Old Qiao.
Obviously the immortal old Qiao was not good at talking, so he shook his bald head, opened his thick and short arms, and rushed straight towards Boqi. Of course, he was not going to hug Boqi, who was trying to steal a woman from him.
Instead, I wanted to give Boqi a hug and teach him a lesson.
Although Boqi is quite strong, he is still one level behind Immortal Old Qiao. However, he is taller than Immortal Old Qiao.
When Boqi saw Immortal Old Joe rushing towards him, he directly stretched out his hands to hold down Immortal Old Joe's bald head, which was bigger than a basketball, and bent his legs into a horse stance to resist Immortal Old Joe's body.
Immortal Old Qiao danced his arms desperately, but because of his long arm, he could never hit Boqi's body. He just slapped Boqi's arm in vain. Soon, Immortal Old Qiao gave up hitting Boqi's body.
An attempt. Since his bald head has been firmly held down by Bo Qi, the immortal old Qiao simply put his arms behind his back, then concentrated all his strength on his head and pushed towards Bo Qi with all his strength.
Qidian passed.
He wanted to use his brute force to directly hit his head into Boli's chest. If he could succeed, Boqi's chest would be the same as being hit by a speeding heavy truck.
Even if the fight starts like this, even if it is a fight between street gangsters, it will not start like this, right? This is simply a kindergarten-level fight, with no technical content at all. The two of them are completely competing to see who is stronger, ugh!
"Start." After Trier said this on the radio, there was no movement anymore. Because there is really nothing to comment on this scene in the ring. I guess Trier was also wondering in his heart. He also
The start was not announced yet, so the two people got mixed up inexplicably.
Everyone in the stands watched in silence as two half-grown old men, one tall and one short, were playing bull goring in the ring. The reason why no one dared to say anything was because they all knew that neither Boqi nor the immortal old Joe were the same.
He is an easy character to mess with. If he is attacked by them with a grudge, I am afraid there will really be no good fruits to be gained.
These people are all bullies and have no sympathy for the weak. I have already seen their attitude towards Robin from the moment they entered the ring.
Boqi suddenly pushed his arms down, raised his right knee high and slammed it directly into the fat face of the immortal old Joe. Some people in the stands screamed in surprise, of course they were not
The face of Old Qiao who was worried about his immortality was actually worried about his own bet.
Of course, Immortal Old Qiao was not willing to sit still and wait for death. He followed Boqi's downward pressure with his hands, and while his body sank suddenly, his hands behind his back were firmly pressed on the table, and then Immortal Old Qiao
Using both hands as fulcrums, he lifted his whole body up.
Using this strength, his legs were raised high and followed the space between Boqi's arms, and kicked towards Boqi's chin. The movement could be said to be done in one go. The immortal old Qiao was really amazing.
Flexible old fat man.
Upon seeing this, Boqi immediately released his hands and raised his arms back violently. Then his waist and eyes straightened, and his whole body fell backwards. His arms clamped his head in the middle and then stabbed him directly.
He was facing the countertop, while Boqi's feet were firmly nailed to the table. At this point, Boqi's whole body was like an arch bridge, dodging the fat feet that were pushing towards his chin.
Immortal Old Qiao's attack failed, and his legs slammed down on Boqi's now highly arched abdomen. Boqi lowered his abdomen and used the power of his arms to poke the table.
He raised his two legs high and faced the legs of the attacking Immortal Old Qiao.
With the sound of "bang", the four legs of the two people were tightly entangled and locked in a stalemate. Now it was fun. The immortal old Qiao supported his body with his arms behind him and raised his two legs high.
Boqi used the arms clamped on both sides of his head as a fulcrum to press his legs downward desperately.
The four legs of the two people were evenly entangled together. The immortal old Joe was like a superb gymnast hanging on the rings, supporting his legs upward with the power of his arms, while Boqi was like an ancient stone slab.
The bridge pressed firmly on Immortal Old Qiao's legs, trying to crush Immortal Old Qiao's legs with great force.
In this way, the two people were in a stalemate again. Sweat began to drip from their faces, but neither of them was willing to back down even a little bit. This moment was like a frozen movie. I don’t know when it will be released.