Baojian

Chapter 972 One Punch to Death
Qin Feng did see Albert, because from the conversation between Albert and old Ivan, Qin Feng heard that he recognized himself, so he didn't hide it anymore. When he jumped off the ring, he pointed at Albert smiled.

Qin Feng's smile made Albert tangled up. To be honest, the relationship between the New York Mafia and Hongmen is now in a honeymoon period, so Albert doesn't want to get into trouble because of Qin Feng and Hongmen It is not in the interests of the mafia in the United States.

"Damn it, the gangsters abroad are really immoral guys..."

Qin Feng was also upset at this moment. Albert had shown his friendship in a serious way back then, but after only a few years of effort, he actually started to plot against him, and even when he recognized him.

"Gentlemen and ladies, it's time to bet!"

Qin Feng and Albert's eye contact and inner thoughts are naturally unknown to the host on the boxing ring. After seeing the countdown on the big screen reaching zero, he immediately announced the end of betting, which also means that the competition It's about to start.

"Basong, kill him, kill him, your illness will be cured..."

Bassong's coach is still exerting his strength, but he stimulated Bassong with words. In fact, they all know that Bassong's vitality has been overdrawn for two years, and at most he can fight for another year or two. If the whole person does not die, he will become crippled.

But this group of Thais are all professional black boxing coaches in Thailand. They will select seven or eight-year-old children from China to start training, and systematically teach them the fighting methods and skills of Muay Thai.

When these children grow up, they will cling to these children like blood-sucking worms, and 80.00% of the money the boxers earn goes into their pockets.

Basong has earned them nearly tens of millions of dollars these years, and they spent only tens of thousands of dollars to raise Basong from a young age. The huge profits have been recovered, and Basong's life and death have long been put aside. In the eyes of these people.

Of course, they still hope that Bassoon will win this game, because these coaches are well aware of the horror of Bassoon's madness, so many of them spent money to buy Bassoon to win, which is also squeezing Bassoon's last bit of money Ability.

"Get rid of him, and the disease will be cured?"

Bassong, who was barely sane, heard these words, his eyes lit up suddenly, his feet suddenly stopped on the ground, and his body suddenly stood up, but the two coaches who were suppressing him, unexpectedly He was lifted abruptly by Bassoon.

"No, Basong is going crazy..." The two coaches saw the opportunity very quickly, and before Basong could make the next move, they quickly let go of Basong's arm, turned over and jumped straight Get off the ring.

"Now I announce that, than... the match officially begins..."

Originally, the host was about to announce the start of the match, but when he saw Bassong jumping up uncontrollably, he couldn't care less, and just got out from the middle of the rope on the ring, and the last sentence was Announced below the ring.

"Hey...you are Peng Hong..."

Bassong looked at the opponent in front of him with red eyes. He only felt that the cells in his body seemed to be encouraging him to wash away all the blood on the opponent's body. This idea even surpassed Basong's persistence in killing the opponent. read.

"Basong, you are living like a ghost, you might as well die..."

Looking at Basong's appearance, Peng Hong couldn't help shaking his head. He could feel the huge threat Basong brought to him, but the resentment towards Basong in his heart had weakened a bit. After all, Basong's current appearance is Caused by Peng Hong.

"I live...you die!"

Ba Song's English is not very good. After uttering two words, he rushed towards Peng Hong, opened his mouth and bit Peng Hong's neck. Didn't even see it.

"How fast?"

Peng Hong only felt his eyes flicker, Basong's body was already approaching, but Peng Hong didn't panic, at the same time his body leaned back slightly, his right foot bounced up silently, the attacking position was Basong's front chest.

Basong started boxing at the age of five or six, and his ability to sense the enemy has penetrated into his bone marrow. Just when Peng Hong's right foot was about to touch Basong's body, Basong's body twisted violently. Avoided Peng Hong's kick.

Not only that, Ba Song's body, which was almost horizontal in mid-air, suddenly became soft like noodles, and his right arm was directly wrapped around Peng Hong's right fist, and his body suddenly moved forward, with his left knee facing Peng Hong's chest top go.

Any black-market boxer has unparalleled attack power, and many people's first choice is the ribs around the heart, because they know that as long as they can break one of the opponent's ribs, the fight will be considered a sure win.

"It's knees again, why don't Thais know how to change when they punch?"

Feeling the chill coming from his lower body, Peng Hong directly greeted him with his knees. He wanted to see who had the stronger kung fu after he entered Huajin.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the two knees collided together. The two people in the arena retreated at the same time. After standing still, both of them were shocked. Can take advantage.

Compared with the following, Bassong, who is in mid-air, still has a slight advantage. After all, on the basis of equal strength, the person who attacks first can often get the upper hand. Just now, Bassong chose I took the lead.

"Come again!"

The pain caused by this collision made Bassong sober up a lot, and he no longer looked like a mad dog before. Instead, his body moved back a meter or two, and he pulled out a muay thai boxing posture.

"You don't blame me for looking for death..."

Seeing that Basong seemed to suffer less damage than himself, Peng Hong was also angry. When he fought against Basong last time, Peng Hong felt that he was being suppressed by Basong, so now he is very angry .

This time it was Peng Hong who took the lead and kicked Basong's crotch directly. His move was very simple, but upon closer inspection, it was particularly effective in actual combat. The kick is real, I am afraid that Basong can be kicked to death with one kick.

The tricks used to kill the enemy on the battlefield are similar to the simple and practical moves of black boxing. The main reason for victory.

"Good come!"

Ba Song didn't dodge at all, but bent his right leg and used his calf bone to meet Peng Hong's attack. Although his calf was thin and bony, his attack power was very powerful. Bassong can break it with one kick.

It was another full strength confrontation. After the two legs clashed, both sides took a few steps back quickly. Obviously, they were both afraid of the opponent's strength, but Basong's eyes gradually became a little dizzy. Red up.

"Basong, kill him. Killing him will cure your illness..." Basong's coach shouted loudly from the audience. They found that something was wrong with Basong's state. In the past, he could only fight more and more madly. Now Why did you calm down instead?

"Yes, if I kill you, my illness will be cured..."

Hearing the shouts of the coaches, Basong suddenly grinned, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and said, "Your blood must be delicious too, I must taste it, ho ho, I must to taste..."

Basong's face became a little distorted in an instant, and before he finished his words, his body rushed towards Peng Hong. This time, Basong didn't even have any blocking. He hugged Peng Hong with his arms.

"court death!"

Seeing that Basong was so big, how could Peng Hong miss the opportunity? He even learned the Muay Thai moves. He jumped up while moving forward, bent his right leg, and directly pressed his knee against Basong's chest. , but Basong still didn't dodge, and the two collided immediately.

"Huh? No..."

Just when Peng Hong's right knee was pressed against Basong's chest, Peng Hong's heart suddenly felt cold, because he found that the sound of Basong's sternum breaking did not come out, but Basong's back suddenly moved backwards. It protruded out, and a large piece sank into his chest, causing his head to be empty when he hit it.

"Brazilian jiu-jitsu?"

Qin Feng's eyes under the boxing ring were fixed. He realized that he really underestimated these black boxers. In order to save their lives and kill the enemy, the killer moves they concealed were a little hard to guard against.

"Peng Hong also came out of the battlefield, so he should still have some resilience, right?"

Qin Feng was not in a hurry to make a move, because in terms of real strength, Ba Song was not as good as Peng Hong, but his kung fu of hiding killer moves that seemed to hurt both sides could also make Peng Hong flustered.

"Damn, I fell for this kid again..."

Peng Hong's reaction on the field was indeed extremely fast. At the same time as his knees were empty, his right shoulder slammed into Basong. Peng Hong wanted to distance himself from Basong. After all, his tricks to kill the enemy on the battlefield , far less powerful than muay thai close combat.

But what Peng Hong didn't expect was that the collision failed to knock Basong away. After a muffled grunt, Basong wrapped around Peng Hong's body like an octopus. Opening his mouth wide, he bit down on Peng Hong's neck.

"Damn, what kind of trick is this, the game also involves biting?"

Peng Hong cursed in his heart, and he suddenly remembered that when two famous boxing champions were fighting, one of them bit off half of the other's ear, which became a joke in the sports world at that time.

Just when Peng Hong was trying to move Basong away with his strength, he suddenly had a thought, and came up with a solution in his mind. He just turned his body slightly to get out of the way of the neck, and gave Basong his left shoulder.
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