"Boy, collect money and help people eliminate disasters, don't blame me for being cruel, you asked for it!" Zhao Liang looked fierce, and reached out to lift Zhang Er's "Mao" who had fallen on the ring. Get up, then grab Zhang Er's "Mao" shoulder with one hand, and raise the fist with the other hand again.
With a "hoo", Zhao Liang's fist went straight to Zhang Er's "Mao" chest. Zhang Er's "Mao" was firmly grasped by the opponent's shoulder, and there was no room for dodge for a while, and he could only watch the opponent's fist go straight to his chest.
With a bang, Zhao Liang's fist hit Zhang Er's "Mao" on the chest, but unexpectedly, Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't feel any pain, or even Zhao Liang's fist. general. what happened? Zhang Er's "Mao" was shocked and puzzled.
Zhao Liang also seemed to notice that Zhang Er's "Mao" did not show any painful expressions on his face. He was also puzzled, but his fists did not stop, and he still hit Zhang Er's "Mao" hard on the chest. on.
One punch, two punches, three punches... Zhang Er's "Mao" still felt no response, but Li Jingjing's painful cry came from his ears.
'Jingjing, is it you? Did you help me withstand Zhao Liang's fist? Zhang Er's "Mao" seems to understand, understand everything, anxious and angry, the tears in his eyes almost flowed out. 'Why are you doing this, I don't deserve it! '
"Second "Mao", for... For you, even if it is to break my body, even if it is to let my soul fly, I am willing, I... I will never let anyone hurt you..."
'Jingjing, Jingjing...' Zhang Er's "Mao" face was angry, and he yelled loudly in his heart, but Li Jingjing's voice no longer appeared in his ears.
"Huh?" I have already made a few punches, but the guy in front of him is still safe and sound. Zhao Liang seems to be a little anxious. He pushed away the body of the two "Mao", then flew up and kicked viciously. Zhang Er's head of "Mao".
Zhang Er's "Mao" face was furious, and he dodged Zhao Liang's leg. Zhao Liang was shocked, he was about to retract his thigh, but Zhang Er's thigh was hugged tightly by Zhang Er's "Mao".
Being so hugged by Zhang Er's "Mao" Zhao Liang was almost angered to the extreme, and his fists rained down on Zhang Er's "Mao"'s head again, and every punch hit Zhang Er's "Mao"'s head.
Although Zhang Er's "Mao" still didn't feel any pain, his heart was bleeding, but he was extremely angry, because he knew very well that every punch of Zhao Liang hit Li Jingjing's body, which was the one in his body. The woman helped herself resist Zhao Liang's fist.
"Ah!" With a heart-piercing roar, Zhang Er's "Mao" clung to Zhao Liang's thigh, using all his strength, and slammed Zhao Liang's body towards the side of the punching table. On the guardrail, and then raised his fist, it was a violent beating.
Zhao Liang resisted desperately, raising his arms to protect his head, but now Zhang Er's "mao" is like a mad bull, hitting Zhao Liang's head and chest fiercely, kicking... It wasn't until Zhao Liang had no room to resist, until Zhao Liang received a few hard punches on the head, and Zhang Er's "Mao" put down his fists when Zhao Liang spit out blood.
'Jingjing, Jingjing, are you okay? Zhang Er "Mao" looked at Zhao Liang who was leaning on the guardrail of the ring fiercely, yelling at Li Jingjing in his heart, but there was no response from his body, and there was no more Li Jingjing's voice in his ears.
"Ah!" Zhang Er's "Mao" was almost angry to the extreme, turned around, kicked Zhao Liang's chest with one kick.
With a sound of "bang", Zhao Liang took a heavy kick in the chest, and his whole body turned over the guardrail and fell under the ring, feeling unconscious for a while.
"Ah! Good job! Great..." As Zhao Liang was kicked off the ring, the whole gymnasium boiled again, cheering and shouting sounded together.
Both Song Zihao and Song Zhiyuan and his son were excited, tears flickering in their eyes, and stared at Zhang Er's "Mao" on the ring with stunned faces. Song Siyi climbed onto the ring and plunged directly into Zhang Er" Mao's arms.
"Second "Mao" brother, you are amazing, you are so amazing, I... I thought you were..." Song Siyi stretched out his arms and put his arms around Zhang Er's neck tightly before he finished speaking. Tears slowly flowed out again.
Everyone was cheering and excited. Only Chen Ping on the side looked dumbfounded. He almost couldn't believe the facts before him, and couldn't believe that Zhang Er's "Mao" could defeat Zhao Liang, the king of killers.
Xu Chenggang also looked angry, stood up and took a vicious look at Zhang Er's "Mao", then turned and walked outside.
"Old Xu, Old Xu..." Seeing that Xu Chenggang was about to leave Chen Ping, he was anxious, and hurriedly followed, but he was blocked by a thin-looking middle-aged man just two steps away.
"Mr. Chen, I think this Zhang Er's "Mao" is a bit weird. With real skill, he is not Zhao Liang's opponent at all. I'm sure this kid is using ghosts and gods..."
"Go away!" Chen Ping pushed away the middle-aged man before he could finish his words.
"Hey..." A cold smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man looking at Chen Ping's disappearance. He shook his head helplessly, turned and left quickly. But although what he just said did not attract Chen Ping's attention, another man caught his ears. This person was Ma Tao, Blue Moon's personnel manager.
"Miss Song." After a long time, Zhang Er's "Mao" gently pushed Song Siyi away from his arms, wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked off the ring.
"Second "Mao" brother, Second "Mao" brother..." Song Siyi looked puzzled and wanted to follow up again, but Zhang Er "Mao" had quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Looking at Zhang Er's "Mao" disappearing back, everyone was puzzled. Song Zhiyuan wanted to step forward to hold him, but he was stopped by Song Zihao again.
"Dad, why don't you let me keep Zhang Er's "Mao"?" Song Zhiyuan looked back at his father with puzzled expression.
"Zhang Er "Mao"? Hehe..." Song Zihao smiled lightly, stretched out his arm and patted his son's shoulder gently. "Zhiyuan, don't worry, even if it's our people, they won't be able to drive you away."
"Dad, what do you mean?" Song Zhiyuan seemed even more puzzled to hear Song Zihao say this. "Do you also know Zhang Er's "Mao"?"
"I don't know this Zhang Er's "Mao", but his master..." Song Zihao didn't continue, and after a while he said to Song Zhiyuan in a profound voice: "Zhiyuan, in any case, you must remember, Zhang The character "Mao" is by no means simple, this person is definitely not in the pool!"
"Dad, you mean you are afraid that Zhang Er's "Mao" has another plan. Are you afraid that he will be disadvantageous to 18k?" Song Zhiyuan looked worried and careful.
"Huh!" Song Zihao smiled coldly. "What's 18k worth? I'm afraid that even if we give in, others won't be able to see it."
"Huh?" Song Zhiyuan looked surprised and could hardly believe his ears. "Then who is he?"
"Now I am a small native farmer, but in the future... that's hard to tell." After saying that Song Zihao turned and walked slowly outside, but stopped shortly after not taking two steps, and looked back with a puzzled look. With Song Zhiyuan. "By the way, what's the matter with Siyi and Zhang Er's "Mao"?"
"This..." Song Zhiyuan was also puzzled. I told my father to let Zhang Er's "Mao" protect Siyi, and told his father that Siyi would go to Sichuan with Zhang Er's "Mao", but I never thought that Siyi could get so close to Zhang Er's "Mao". Will cry for Zhang Er's "Mao", and even rush into Zhang Er's "Mao" arms. "Dad, you are careful to think about her..."
"Haha." Song Zihao smiled coldly again. "If only your sister can really get together with Zhang Er's "Mao" boy, I'm just afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?" Song Zhiyuan seemed to be excited when he heard his father say this, looking at his father with excitement.
"I'm afraid that women have love and men have no intentions."
"No?" Song Zhiyuan looked puzzled. What kind of "Mao" is he, it's nothing more than skill, and what is his sister, the daughter of the Song family, the pearl in the palm, the golden branches and the jade leaves, and the beautiful flowers. How many people want to pursue it but haven't had a chance.
"The world is unpredictable, everything depends on fate." After saying that, Song Zihao strode outside and didn't turn around.