Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

Chapter 85: I fight for him

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This time, I fight for him.

The staff didn't know that this young man had appeared out of nowhere, and his small body was so thin that he would collapse when the wind blew, but he was brazenly trying to get into the boxing ring.

"Sir, we don't have such rules in the venue." The staff persuaded with an unhappy look. They were already aggrieved by following Wang Tiechuan, but now there is a troublemaker.

Song Ye naturally knew that there were no rules in this boxing ring. He slowly put on the hat of his white sweater, turned around, extended his thumb to the man shouting in the boxing ring, and slowly lowered his thumb when the opponent was stunned. .

"Kid, come up here. I'm going to fight you. If you want to do it for him, I'll fight you. Come up here!" The man in a fighting state couldn't stand the provocation at all. At the slightest provocation, he immediately yelled in the ring. He yelled, wishing he could rush down and confront Song Ye directly.

Song Ye glanced at the staff member just now, "Can you go up now?"

The staff member froze there, and in the end he had no choice but to nod, because it was black boxing, and as long as someone was willing to go up and box in the arena here, there were no rules at all.

The moment Song Ye, who was dressed in white clothes, white pants and a white hood covering his small face, stood on the ring, the surrounding stone walls were silent for several seconds, and then the guests roared even more fiercely.

"Fuck him, beat him to death!" Those customers who bought the man to win excitedly waved their fists, waiting for the man to knock out the thin boy with one punch.

"Go away, let Wang Tiechuan come up, waste our money, let Wang Tiechuan come out!" Those few guests who bought Wang Tiechuan to win screamed and cursed, and threw their tickets on the ring before the game started.

Looking at the ticket at Song Ye's feet, the man opposite showed an excited smile, "Don't worry, you will be completely torn into pieces by me like the waste paper on the ground..."

"Come here if you can." Song Ye held his fist and greeted the man with one hand, showing no signs of momentum.

Qu Bai, who was drinking coffee and talking about something in the VIP area, just turned around and looked down. He was so frightened that he choked on a sip of coffee, "Ahem, isn't that a kid? He ran off to compete. This is too random."

Hearing this, Qin Zhan frowned and cast his eyes on the ring for the first time. As expected, he saw Song Ye in white clothes and trousers on top. His first reaction at that time was that he wanted to lead him away. Come down.

"No, this kid doesn't understand the rules here. If an accident happens by then, it will be too late." Qu Bai had already stood up first and hurriedly asked the waiter to lead the way. As soon as he moved, he was caught by Qin Zhan arm.

"It's too late." As soon as Qin Zhan's low voice fell, a clang was heard, and the bell rang for the start of the game in the arena, and the two people on the ring had officially fought.

Even if we rush out at this time, it's already too late.

Qu Bai sat back down, his brows furrowed enough to kill a fly, and his eyes fixed on the ring.

But seeing that the frail boy whom everyone disliked faced the attack of a powerful opponent, he was knocked down without a single move.

Not only was he not knocked down, the man who looked contemptuous just now noticed something was wrong as soon as he fought with Song Ye. The young man seemed to be thin and fragile, but he could block his punch with one arm. You must know his Strength is trained, and a punch can weigh up to a hundred kilograms.

"Go up, beat him to death, beat him to death!"

Amid the carnival and shouting around him, the man punched and punched continuously in an attempt to win a quick victory.

But he was fast, and Song Ye was equally fast. When she stood in the ring again, those fighting skills seemed to have been integrated into her bones and blood. She blocked the opponent's attack with one hand, and she still had a fist free to fight back.

Bang bang bang, every punch goes out, aimed at the opponent's most vulnerable head. Boxing is not like assassination. The most attractive thing about boxing is violence, a head-on collision of force, and a sense of violence that exhausts the last bit of the opponent's strength.

The roars around them had already changed the direction of the wind. They were deeply attracted by every punch of the young man, and the violent elements in their blood were fully mobilized. They began to roar and cheer for Song Ye, only hoping that Song Ye could punch faster and harder. It's best to beat the opponent to pieces.

By the second half, the man no longer dared to punch, instead using his legs to attack and protecting his head with his hands.

With a bang, Song Ye raised his foot and kicked the opponent to the sidelines. The man hit the rubber band and felt his stomach churn. He spit out a mouthful of water and saw that he was about to bounce back and be beaten passively. The man He gritted his teeth, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and his ankle shook, revealing a cold light on the bandaged area.

"Ah!" The moment he rushed back into the field, the man yelled, raising his leg to sweep towards the boy's head hidden in the hat.

The sound of wind suddenly swept over, and the opponent was moving very fast. Song Ye turned her head and raised her arms to block the opponent's ankle. At this moment, she heard a pop, and the dull pain of the sharp blade piercing into the flesh was stimulating. Her body stiffened, her whole arm shook violently, and her nerves were almost crushed in all directions.

The knife hidden on the opponent's ankle stretched a lot with the force of the impact. At this time, it had pierced her arm. If she turned and swept it again, her arm would be cut off at the root.

In the blink of an eye, her brain made a quick judgment. She raised her other hand, curled her index finger, and struck the opponent's ankle hard.

"Um..." The man groaned, and his entire foot moved away as if he was electrocuted. There was a crisp sound, and his ankle bones also cracked.

As the contact points between the two parties separated, the blood pouring out of Song Ye's arm quickly dyed the white sweater red, looking shocking.

"The other party is cheating!" Qu Bai clenched his fists in the stands, his brows and eyes full of deep worry.

Qin Zhan also had a serious look on his face. The amount of bleeding alone was enough to judge that Song Ye was seriously injured at this time, and this underhanded trick was the reason why he did not want Song Ye to compete.

Under the ring, Wang Tiechuan stood up suddenly and was about to rush forward, but was held back by the staff. He stared at the thin back with red eyes, "Boss..."

Blood dripped down his fingertips, splashed on the ring, and bloomed into charming flowers. Song Ye untied Wang Tiechuan's belt, tied it around his aorta to stop the bleeding, tied the cloth tightly with his teeth, and touched his lips. The blood on it made the white chin and red mouth look like a vampire.

The moment she lowered her arm, the man opposite took advantage of her and attacked again, hitting Song Ye's head with his fist. This punch used all his strength and was enough to break Song Ye's head.

And the moment he approached, the figure in front of him flashed and disappeared from his field of vision. For a stunned second, there was a bang, and he felt severe pain in his heart, and his whole body left the ground. , flew straight towards the outside of the field.