future master in modern

Zao Wou-ki, who is in perfect shape, stands tall, his body stretched out, almost completely stretching the tights on his upper body, and the faint momentum is released bit by bit, but it gives people an unimaginable sense of oppression. [This chapter is updated by netizens]

The big black man stared closely at the pale Zhao Wuji, and said with a grim smile: "Good man, I hope you can be like this later."

Zhao Wou-ki glanced at him lightly, and said, "Didn't your manager just ask for my answer? Now I can tell you."

The big black man was moving his body, quite disdainful of Zao Wou-ki's blandness at this moment, in his opinion, this is just a noob who doesn't understand anything, and doesn't understand what a real black fist is.

He felt that it was necessary for him to let the unpleasant-looking guy in front of him look at him, so that he could understand that the place where he was standing was not the street where little hunhuns were fighting.

He thought about it, and naturally ignored Zhao Wou-ki's words.

However, what Zhao Wou-ki said next made him unable to ignore it anymore, and he almost lost control of his emotions.

"The answer is." Zhao Wuji sneered slightly, "If you want me to admit defeat, I advise you not to think about it, but I have a proposal. If you are willing to admit defeat, I will not hurt you. You must know that fists and feet have no eyes. Where did the time hurt, where did it hurt, it’s too late to regret.”

The big black man was so angry that he almost lost his breath.

How crazy would it be to have the guts to say such a thing! ?He just asked Claure to say hello under the ring just now, but now, he dared to say such a thing in public. Does he still think that his death is not ugly enough?

The big black man had murderous intentions in his heart. Anyway, as long as he stood on this ring, life or death would be irrelevant.

He believed that one of his heavy punches was enough to instantly kill the wildest guy he had ever seen in his life.

Such things are not uncommon in his messy past.

Zao Wou-ki's voice was very loud, and the audience below were dissatisfied when they heard it. It is one thing to have a good figure, but it is destined to be flawed if you don't have a good record. What's more, their current bets are all on that big black man As a result, all of their dissatisfaction turned into boos and curses and vented towards Zao Wou-ki.

Zhao Wou-ki indifferently looked at the group of red-eyed guys below, and raised his head to look at the big black man.

"How about it, have you thought about it?" Zhao Wuji looked at him lightly and asked indifferently.

"I can't beat you to death!" The big black man suddenly shot without warning, he stomped on the ring, and punched Zhao Wuji's head fiercely with his clenched fists like an explosion.

"Are you attacking poison?" Zao Wou-ki asked coldly, seeing the fist that hit his head.

"Since you have made your choice, don't blame me." Zhao Wou-ki narrowed his eyes, and suddenly burst out a sentence. When the powerful punch hit him, he raised his arm and swung He squeezed the fist that was blowing with fist wind.

boom!

The big black man suddenly felt as if he had hit a wall made of copper, and the force of the punch that he almost exhausted his whole body returned to his body.

First, there was severe pain on the surface of the fist, followed by no feeling, almost numbness, and then half of his body, pain, numbness, and then almost no feeling.

All the strength in his whole body was blasted out, the lower half of his body was unconscious, but the remaining strength was still pouring forward, his whole body suddenly paralyzed, almost fell down, such a posture of falling down was absolutely indecent.

Zhao Wou-ki moved his gaze down, and slightly blocked it with his hand, preventing his body from moving down.

The big black man let out a muffled grunt, and just hung here in this posture without falling over.

There was an uproar in the arena, and all kinds of voices were noisy, which almost overwhelmed the voices of the nearby rings.

"what happened?"

"Shameless guy, cheat!"

The big black man, who sank slightly, yelled angrily in a low voice, "You bastard! Let me go."

Because even though Zhao Wou-ki prevented him from falling to the ground at this time, Zhao Wou-ki's hands were grasping his shoulders, and the shoulder blades were being crushed inch by inch by Zhao Wou-ki. The pain almost made him die of pain, almost The pain passed out.

Hearing the big black man's scolding, Zhao Wou-ki's expression became a bit colder, and the questioning voices of the onlookers beside his ears became louder and louder, and the noise was almost several times that of other rings.

"I'm making you so deceitful!!" Without warning, Zhao Wou-ki scolded and drowned out everyone's voices. At the same time, he loosened his hands slightly, and the big black man immediately fell to the ground. Zhao Wou-ki just went up One punch.

The sound of "bang dang" was like several tons of iron ingots falling from a high altitude, smashing the ground into a deep hole.

The big black man's chest suddenly sank deeply, and his back suddenly bulged and exploded. He was sent flying down by Zao Wou-ki without saying a word, and was immediately knocked down under the ring.

"Don't you think it's noisy?" Zhao Wou-ki looked coldly at the audience below, and there was no sound below.

Klauer's face was pale, and he wanted to step forward to pester him, but he couldn't bring up the courage at all.

Banner was also stunned, it was the first time he saw Zao Wou-Ki use this extremely decisive style of play to deal with an opponent, the whole process was smooth and smooth, and he couldn't help but let out a long roar.

"It's so f***ing fun!" He didn't know how many years he hadn't swearing, because it was so fun.

The screen above the arena did not show victory or defeat for a long time.

In the monitoring room of the management center of the boxing ring, there are dozens of staff members staring at a boxing ring that belongs to their responsibilities. Their duty is to judge the outcome of each boxing match and make it public.

One of the staff members didn't pay much attention when the boxing match just started. He just looked at the screen in front of him programmatically, because the almost same process had made him numb.

However, after just ten seconds, his eyes widened, his heart beat faster, and the blood in his whole body rushed into the blood vessels in his brain.

"Oh, my God!" He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, so that he replayed everything at that time over and over again. When he exclaimed, several staff members around him came over curiously , also exclaimed without exception.

"incredible!"

In just a short moment, almost all the grievances and grievances of the work in the monitoring room were grouped in front of the screen, watching the situation at that time over and over again.

"Oops, I haven't announced the result of the game yet." The staff member said suddenly.

The result of a boxing fight is only valid when it is announced.

The staff member quickly entered the result and announced it on the screen above the boxing ring. At this time, the record on Zao Wou-ki's card also changed to one fight and one win.

The screen above the ring finally showed the result of the boxing match.

After the result of the match came out, Zhao Wou-ki nodded slightly and stepped off the ring.

Who said that the strong disdain to care about the weak?Elephants usually trample to death a lot of ants?Zhao Wuji didn't feel that he was demeaning himself by dealing with this guy who was similar to an ant in his eyes. He only knew that whoever bit me, even if it was just a mosquito and ant bite, he would definitely crush him under his feet.

And this time, by the way, suppressing those annoying noisy voices is also killing two birds with one stone.

"Zhao!" Banner greeted Zao Wou-ki when he stepped out of the ring, with a smile on his face. Who wouldn't want to be the manager of this kind of boxer?

Of course, Banner didn't dare to use Zao Wou-Ki as a tool to make money, because his strength made people palpitate.

The onlookers immediately made way for Zao Wou-ki and Banner to leave.

The other onlookers around the arena behaved similarly to the people here, they all looked fearful and backed away again and again.

In this way, Zao Wou-ki and Banner slowly left the ring, waiting for the next match.

In the room not far from the control room of the boxing ring, both doors were closed.

Joan smoked a cigarette, thinking about something.

Just then, the door was knocked.

He raised his head, put down the cigarette, and said loudly, "Come in."

A staff member hurried in, and the two people behind Joan signaled him not to worry, but the staff member still looked in a hurry.

The handsome man behind made a wink, then walked up to Qiao An respectfully, and said softly: "Dear Mr. Qiao An, he has something to say."

"Huh? Say it!" Joan glanced at him and said lightly.

"Mr. Joan, something special happened in the boxing ring." The staff member said cautiously.

"Special?" Qiao An asked, or the handsome man behind him reacted faster, and immediately asked, "Is that the ring?"

"Uh, it's ring 25." The staff member said hastily.

Before Joan could speak, the handsome man quickly zoomed in on ring 25 and switched to the scene at the beginning of the boxing match.

Joan glanced at the picture and frowned when he saw that it was an oriental man.

Continuing to watch, when he saw the scene of Zao Wou-ki punching someone flying, the corners of his eyes twitched violently, and then he didn't even realize that his voice was a bit deep and hoarse.

"Give me information about this person." Joan said in a deep voice.

Soon, the information appeared in front of his eyes.

The message was nothing special, Joan just asked, "Is this the first time he punched today?"

"Yes, he is a novice." The staff member responded.

"He actually has three games today?!" Qiao An raised her eyebrows and frowned deeply.

Afterwards, Joan rubbed her chin, thinking for a while.

The few people behind him looked suspiciously at each other, a little puzzled.

"Keep staring at him, you, tune me to the real-time video of his next match, I want to take a closer look." Qiao An snapped.

"Yes!" Naturally someone followed suit.

After a while, the arena for the next match appeared on the screen, but the arena was empty at this time.

For some reason, what Heigl said to him was clearly visible in his ears again.

"According to what he said, the person Heigl is looking for has not participated in a boxing match at least until today. He has black hair and black eyes, showing that the shocking blow in the picture once again appeared in An's mind, and his face was sulking. , the look is very ugly.

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