Win or lose win or lose, win happily, lose face frustrated.
Two diametrically opposed emotions are vividly manifested in this underground boxing arena.
When the clown host Blair saw the victory and defeat, he walked to the ring with a weird smile on his face. At this time, the security had opened the door of the iron cage and carried the Russian white bear Moscotov out of it.
After Moscotov was carried out, no one sympathized with him, pity him, and the audience who supported him just now, very rarely because they lost money, they even had to pay him to make up for it.
But they were all stopped by the security of the underground boxing ring. The clown host Blair walked into the iron cage. He took the microphone and said excitedly: "Winner, Muay Thai master Niaka from Thailand!"
With that, he raised Niaka's right arm.
And the audience who won the money, at this moment, burst out the most pleasant cry in their hearts.
When everyone's eyes were on Niaka, the flea looked at Moscotov who was being carried away, and sighed deeply: "Muay Thai really deserves its reputation, and it immediately knocked the opponent out."
And what he said fell in Li Yan's ears, but Li Yan smiled slightly and said: "Muay Thai boxing may not be so powerful. China's martial arts are extensive and profound. This Muay Thai boxing is the main force, but in China there is special restraint Muay Thai martial arts."
"Brother Li, is our Chinese kung fu really that great? What kung fu can restrain Muay Thai?" Flea couldn't help asking.
Li Ge's kung fu is not weak, the flea knows, he is wondering if Li Ge will be able to beat this Muay Thai master to the ground.
"Taijiquan, Baguaquan, and bone-changing palms can restrain Muay Thai." Li Yan said when he saw the flea he wanted to hear.
After the flea heard the words, he seemed to have some idea in his heart, and said to Li Yan: "Brother Li, I'm going back, can you teach me kung fu?"
"What are you doing with Kungfu?" Li Yan turned his head and glanced at him, and there was some excitement in Flea's eyes.
If you get the true biography of Brother Li, even if it is one-two tenths, then he can walk sideways in society. Even if Brother Li is not there, no one will dare to look down upon him.
Li Yan could tell the flea care at a glance.
The flea smiled bitterly, and said half-truth: "I learn kungfu so that I can become like you like Brother Li in the future and punish evil and promote good."
Li Yan heard this and was happy: "Punishing evil and promoting good, do you know what is evil and what is good? Punishing evil and promoting good don't have to use fists. Besides, you can use your fists as much as possible. If you can’t solve big problems, if you want to be a good person, you should learn more to enrich your place."
Li Yan nodded, the flea's forehead chuckled and finished speaking, then turned his gaze to the front of the stage.
The flea stuck out his tongue. He didn't understand what Li Ge said too much. At his age, he felt that he had a pair of fists, and everything could be settled.
Nyaka, winning, naturally has the qualification to fight against the roaring lion King Luke of the Angel of Death group.
There are seven groups of players tonight, that is to say, the winners of these seven groups of players tomorrow will be grouped together to fight against the roaring lion king Luke of the Angel of Death group.
Li Yan was very curious about what kind of character Luke was with. He could even be one against seven. After all, Niaka alone would not be considered a weak hand. If all seven players are as good as Niaka Strength, Naruk wants to win at least with the means to overcome these seven people.
What's more interesting to Li Yan is what the other members of the death angel group in the clown host Blair's mouth look like. Looking at Blair's tone, the roaring lion king Ruke seems to be in the death angel group, but he is just a very mediocre member. That's it.
Of course, if according to Li Yan's strength, Niaka would not look good at this role at all. Even Thailand's top Muay Thai master may not have the upper hand in front of Li Yan.
Li Yanzhi was curious because he came to the United States this time and wanted to know one thing, that is, what qualifications does the United States have to occupy the number one position in the world, and what is the power behind the United States that makes other countries in the world, including The six major sects of China are all afraid of it.
After Niaka stepped down, five more matches were played. These five sets of matches were long-term battles. The strengths of the two sides were almost the same. The five sets of competitions were extremely fierce. In order to win, the five sets of players were in addition to the prescribed restrictions. , Do everything you want.
There was even a fat man practicing judo who finally hugged the opponent's player and bit the opponent's face with his teeth.
In the last game, the first player to play was a skinny black man with pigtails.
The black man was wearing chubby pants. As soon as he entered the cage, he flipped forward and back somersaults several times, looking very agile. From the moment he came on stage to the show in the iron cage, the calls were earth-shattering, as if everyone in the audience knew him.
What is strange is that in the warm atmosphere, the opponent of this black braided man has not been on stage for a long time.
Blair the clown stepped onto the ring and smiled: "This is the last game tonight, and it is also the highlight. I would like to introduce this grandly. This black guy from New York, Smith, is a former hip-hop champion of America’s Got Talent. I believe Everyone knows him well. Smith created his own set of fighting skills this time. In the hottest nightclub in New York, he once relied on this set of created fighting skills to hit six people who besieged him in one breath. The three even lost their lives because of their injuries."
After a pause, Blair the clown's tone began to slow down: "It can be said that his martial art is very powerful in close combat, and because of this martial art, he was sentenced to prison for 105 years. ! However, the opponent he is facing today is a very powerful character. I believe that if he participates in our underground boxing championship this year, he is likely to become one of the players who will be promoted to the Angel of Death. Please, from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, a demon in a slum, Kaka, a murderer with seven lives in his hands. If one of them can win tonight, then they will live a three-month parole chance! And if they are among them If one person can advance to the Death Angel group, then they will be free forever under the guarantee of this boxing field!"
After the clown Blair finished saying this, everyone was shocked, murderers versus murderers.
In this battle, Wood and the Depressed Kaka are not for the glory of some shit, not for the stinky and blood-stained banknotes, but for freedom.
This is just a contest between life and death. If you fail, you will be in prison even if you are alive, but if you win, you will be able to live three months of precious freedom even if you are not eligible to be promoted to the Death Angels group!
The previous six groups of games have almost exhausted the excitement of the audience.
But after listening to Blair's commentary, the audience's emotions were once again ignited. They stared at the exit in the east direction one by one, waiting for Kaka, the player with seven lives in their hands, to appear.
In the voice of the audience, Nakaka finally appeared.
This Kaka is half naked, in his thirties, with a shiny back and a beard. His muscles are very strong and he looks explosive.
However, after he appeared, he did not immediately walk towards the ring.
He shook his neck, then looked at the ring with a melancholy look, and his eyes were pity, his expression was like a preacher looking at a person who was about to die.
His expression evoked the ### of the audience who supported him and gave him a bet. For a while, many people in the underground boxing ring shouted'Kaka, Kaka, Kaka'. In their eyes, this man with a depressed expression is like a cash cow. Every time he calls his name, it gives the audience a sense of confidence.
Nakaka, standing still, took out a syringe from his trouser pocket.
In that syringe, there is a small semi-transparent tube.
The'depressed' Kaka put the needle ### of the syringe into the blood vessel next to the neck artery and pierced it down.
The small semi-tube in the syringe was transparent, and was injected into his body under the squeeze of his fingers.
Seeing his actions, Li Yan frowned.
Because the distance was too far, Li Yan didn't know what exactly this man named Kaka had injected, but if Li Yan didn't expect it, he injected either a stimulant, or a pain-free mofei, or cocaine.
If a stimulant is injected, within a certain period of time, the body's ability to react and strength will increase by several layers. But long-term injection will damage the myocardium.
If the injection is mophene, cocaine will cause hallucinations in the brain and paralyze the nerves. Let the body feel no pain.
Regardless of the former or the latter, this is the first time Li Yan has seen this extreme method of recklessness in order to win. But Blair, the clown host who stood on the stage and spoke on behalf of the underground boxing arena, did not make any comments on Kaka's actions. That shows one thing. Outside of the rules, any behavior for winning is tacitly permitted.
After the injection, the mysterious ** in the needle tube.
Kaka's eyes became blurred, and the melancholy temperament on his face became a little more mysterious.
He walked slowly towards the ring.
With seven lives on his back, this terrible record made Wood, another player standing on the ring, a little nervous.
"You will be the eighth person killed by me. I will read the Bible silently and pray for you. May the Lord forgive your sins." After entering the ring and entering the cage, Kaka pointed to the'crazy dancer' Wood spoke with pity.
He was originally an executioner, but at this time, what he said, the expression on his face looked like a devout believer, as if he had killed someone. For him, it was not a sin but a relief for others.
Kaka overwhelmed Wood in an imposing manner.
Wood saw him so arrogant.
With three lives in his hand, although a hint of timidity flashed in his eyes, he cursed unconvincingly on his mouth: "Brazilian native chicken, today I will tear it apart bit by bit here until you Painful death!
"Very well, I am looking forward to it." After the depressed Kaka said such a sentence, he turned to look at the clown host Blair who was still standing on the ring and said: "Please prepare a few big dogs. Here, I hope the Lord can use the dog’s mouth to forgive our sins."