urban fascination

Chapter 145: Fighting with fists and kicks

If it is said that retreating three homes is out of courtesy, then it has come to an end now, it is more than three homes, it is simply thirty homes.A chill gradually appeared in Zhihao's eyes, which was an omen before making a move.

If Zhihao used to be humble and couldn't bear to make a move, it's understandable, but now Zhihao suddenly has a murderous look on his brows.A lot of people have been injured tonight, one is injured, two are both injured, anyway, they have already done it, there is no difference.

Coach Xu was injured by his opponent. Coach Xu can be said to be his first teacher. When the teacher is injured, the students will never feel good. Zhihao has to teach him a lesson.

Zhihao made a move, as fast as lightning, as swift as thunder, and as powerful as a rainbow.

Zhihao's proactive attack brought the situation to a sudden turn for the worse.

Facing an opponent who has already weakened his strength, Zhihao doesn't need to exert much effort, he only needs to give him a final blow to knock him down.

Zhihao started to attack, using the close-quarters grappling technique trained by Coach Xu, which was exactly the same as Xu Dongsheng's movements just now. Concentrating on his thoughts, he secretly exerted his right fist hard, and suddenly, he hit the opponent's chest hard, how could the two sides avoid it.

With a dull sound, the opponent's heavy body fell straight out, his feet had already left the ground, and he fell down with a bang. He didn't even have the strength to struggle up, and he lay on the ground, unable to get up again.

The opponent was injured more seriously than Coach Xu.

At the very least, Coach Xu could still struggle to stand up. This kid, how could he stand up? With a wow, a stream of blood spurted out, Zhihao couldn't bear to take another look.

Zhihao looked at his opponent calmly, the opponent had no power to fight back, the outcome was decided.Zhihao smiled slightly, still standing in the field, Qinglong would go up and down, if Long Tianxiang hadn't waved his hand to stop it, there would have been cheers by now.

Hu Baiqiang's men hurried over to caress his brother, and returned to the ### gang.

"Brother Hu, I've accepted it." Long Tianxiang smiled slightly, "Brother Hu, you and I each won one match, and we're tied, everyone is happy."

"Everyone is happy." Hu Baiqiang also smiled, but it was not bright.

"Brother Hu, in the third match, what are we competing for, is it more about boxing?" Long Tianxiang has Zhihao present, full of confidence, if the ### Gang sends someone out to compete in boxing, then tonight, Qinglong will have won.

At this time, Zhihao had quietly retreated into the crowd of the Blue Dragon Club. Xu Dongsheng's face was pale, and he nodded and smiled at Zhihao. After coming out, Zhihao saved face for himself.

Rouyu smiled, and took Zhihao's hand again. In front of many brothers in the Dragon Society, there were her father and two elder brothers. Rouyu didn't care. If there were not so many people present, Rouyu and Zhihao would hug and celebrate There are ideas.

Long Tianxiang smiled slightly at Zhihao, Zhihao suddenly found that the way Long Tianxiang smiled, the eyebrows were so similar to Rouyu.

Hu Baiqiang pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "Brother Long, Hu has such an idea for the third competition, I wonder if Brother Long can agree?"

"Brother Hu, please speak."

"The sword has no eyes, and the fists and feet are ruthless. In the competition, you will inevitably be injured. Let the brothers not only hurt, but also hurt the harmony between our big gang. Hu wants to compete with Brother Long in shooting, what does Brother Long think?"

"I don't know how brother Hu compares, please explain a little bit to me."

"It's very simple. Under the westernmost wall, put a table, put a stool on the table, and put three wine glasses on the stool. You and I will each send a brother. We can only shoot three shots to hit the wine glasses. How much does it matter, what does Brother Long think?"

Long Tianxiang pondered for a moment, then said loudly, "Brother Hu."

Hu Baiqiang waved his hand, and his subordinates hurried to make arrangements. After a while, the tables and stools were already set up.On the stool, there are three wine glasses.On the wall directly behind the cup, hung a blue board, thick, something like sponge foam.

Hu Baiqiang was really thoughtful.

The most exciting thing is the three wine glasses.Everyone present at the Azure Dragon Club, including Long Tianxiang, have never used such a small wine glass, a small fine porcelain cup, only the size of a thumb.Is this a wine glass too?It's too small, Long Tianxiang couldn't believe his eyes.

Hu Baiqiang, Hu Baiqiang, I really have you, I really think about it, it seems that the ### gang is bound to win tonight, so I can only risk my life to accompany the gentleman, who can I send to play?Long Tianxiang faintly felt worried.

### In the gang, someone has already stood up and stood firm at the easternmost end of the hall.The distance from the east wall to the west wall of the hall is a full 100 meters away.The man was holding a pistol with a suppressor in front of the barrel.

How well-prepared was Hu Baiqiang, he thought so meticulously about the details that would not alarm the police.

Long Tianxiang glanced back and forth among the crowd under his command. The brothers who were filled with righteous indignation and eager to try just now were at a loss in their hearts. Seeing the boss's glances, they didn't dare to respond, and some even lowered their heads.

Including the two young masters of the Long family, they also had no confidence, just stared blankly at the three wine glasses, silent.

Qin Guobang's expression was not good either. He glanced at Long Tianxiang and shook his head helplessly, as if it was impossible to find such a shooter in the Azure Dragon Club.

A trace of anxiety and melancholy flashed across Long Tianxiang's eyes. He glanced at Xu Dongsheng. Xu Dongsheng was injured like this. Can he still play?Xu Dongsheng is the best marksman in the Azure Dragon Club.

"Let Zhihao go." Xu Dongsheng said in a low voice, looking at Long Tianxiang with a very firm gaze.

"En." Long Tianxiang nodded, looking at Zhihao, encouraging and anticipating, all kinds of expressions were expressed in a short glance, which was particularly subtle.Xu Dongsheng said in a low voice, "Zhihao, it's up to you."

Rouyu's soft little hand squeezed Zhihao, and she gazed at him affectionately and trustingly, with infinite expectations, all expressed vividly in her eyes.

Zhihao was irreplaceable and had to act.

Zhihao took a deep breath, walked out slowly, and stood side by side with the players from the ### gang, and pulled out a pistol from his waist, and put a suppressor on the front of the barrel.

The members of the Azure Dragon Club and the ### gang all backed away to give up enough space and sight, everything is ready, and the competition begins.

"Brother Long, can we start?" Hu Baiqiang asked loudly.

"It's time to start." Long Tianxiang nodded.

Zhihao glanced at his opponent, he was of medium build, not much outstanding in appearance and height, but his pair of eyes were a bit special.Although it is not big, it has spirit, always squinting, is it aiming at all the time?

Zhihao stretched out his hand to signal the other party to invite him first, but the man nodded slightly, his right hand was raised, and the muzzle pointed directly at the west wall.

All the people didn't make any movements or expressions. They all opened their mouths wide and held their breath, looking at the gun in Brother Hu Baiqiang's hand and the three small wine glasses pointed at the gun.

A bullet is about to be fired from the jet-black gun barrel. I don’t know if the bullet can hit the small wine glass. All eyes are full of complex expressions, expecting, praying, and even And curses.