Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 43 The African Dionysus
Wu Xuan swayed his body, but he fixed his eyes on this man while his eyes were blurred. His muscles were bulging, his figure was burly, and his breathing was even and powerful. Especially the calluses covered with his fists made people feel terrified.

The legs and knees were like bows and arrows ready to go, ready to hit Wu Xuan.

Wu Xuan then turned his body around, just in time to protect Guo Meijing behind him: "Oh, this is a person, Mr. Zhao, your friend is too fucking dark!"

Immediately, an eyebrow flew towards the African boxing champion, accompanied by a kiss.

"Confucius once said, it is a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. There is a lack of music, so I will sing to you Xintianyou in northern Shaanxi - the one in Shandandan is blooming, red and bright... welcome our relatives in, Hey, come on, hei yo."

Wu Xuan made the African boxing champion a little confused. Didn't he say before that the opponent is a master fighter, so he needs to deal with him himself?

Moreover, the majestic aura that he had been brewing for a long time was completely dispelled by his winking eyes, especially the blown kiss. The scene where the coercion descended turned out to be a bit funny. This is so fucking aggrieved.

How did this make a drunkard!

Zhao Tianyi smiled and said: "Come on, Wu Xuan, let me introduce you. This is my African friend Siaka."

"Sika?"

"Siaka!"

"Sia what?"

"Siaka"

"What Yaka?"

"Well, you're drunk, it's fine if you don't understand."

There was confusion in Wu Xuan's eyes, and his camouflage technique deceived everyone present.

"Hello, Mr. Boxing Champion, it's a pleasure to meet you." He took a step forward while still shaking his body, and stretched out his hand actively.

Siaka looked indifferently, and looked at Wu Xuan indifferently, thinking that this kind of person was not his opponent at all, and he couldn't even take a single move from him.

He didn't want to shake hands with Wu Xuan, but Wu Xuan took his hand and held each other intimately.

Siaka smiled, and couldn't help but think in his heart: Stupid, see if I don't crush your palms for you.

Wu Xuan only felt a huge force coming from his hand, and the other party's sudden force was like a vise, as if he wanted to crush his palm and wring it to pieces.

Wu Xuan opened his eyes slightly, and let Siaka's fingers exert strength, and the two of them did not let go for a long time.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Siaka's cold and sad face. No one had ever been able to withstand such a strong grip, but the man in front of him...

1 minutes
2 minutes

3 minutes

……

A few minutes passed, and Siaka felt that he was holding on to a steel plate and could not move it.

There was incomparable shock in his eyes. The man in front of him was beyond his imagination. The five fingers were like five steel bars, and the palm of his hand was like a steel plate.

Unexpectedly, he was able to not move at all under his full strength.

And Siaka wanted to pull his hand out, only to find that his hand was tightly held by the other party.

Slowly, Wu Xuan exerted strength, and Wu Xuan's hands were the real vise, trying to crush Siaka's fingers.

As Wu Xuan exerted his strength, Siaka seemed calm and composed on the surface, but only he knew that his back was already sweating.

"Haha, welcome African friends to China!"

With Wu Xuan's sudden force, Siaka's five fingers were broken, yes, it was broken, and the palm and fingers were broken.

What a lot of strength it takes!

Zhao Tianyi: "Siaka, this is the first time you meet Wu Xuan, you have to have a drink!"

Siaka gritted his teeth and put his right hand into his pocket. He didn't want others to see the deformed palm, but the pain made him grin his teeth.

Zhao Tianyi asked with concern: "Siyaka, what's wrong with you?"

"want to drink!"

Wu Xuan shouted: "Happy, if you want to drink, I will drink with you!"

Guo Meijing stamped her feet anxiously: "Wu Xuan, you can't drink anymore."

"Prodigal old ladies, eat your food."

Siaka picked up a bottle of red wine on the table, charged his arm and threw it towards Wu Xuan!

The red wine bottle was instilled by a majestic force, quickly flew through the air, and struck towards Wu Xuan's forehead!

The speed is so fast and the strength is so fierce that the sound of cutting the air can even be heard.

"Wu Xuan, be careful!" Guo Meijing shouted anxiously.

It seems that you still care about me, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Wu Xuan's mouth.

With a light lift of his hand, Wu Xuan held the red wine bottle firmly in his hand.

A trace of fear flashed in Siaka's eyes. He knew better than anyone else the power contained in the wine bottle he threw out. Most people would not catch it at all. Not sure.

Can……

But he caught it unexpectedly, and it was effortless, as light as grabbing a chicken feather.

Master!

Absolute master!
But the other three people can't see the doorway, as the saying goes, the insider looks at the doorway, and the layman looks at the hip-hop.

They are not the parties, so the feelings are naturally not that deep.

In a duel between experts, one look can tell the winner.

Siaka wanted to see how Wu Xuan opened the red wine, because Wu Xuan didn't have a utensil for opening red wine in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xuan's domineering index finger directly poked the red wine cork into the wine bottle.

This……

How much strength is needed for this!
The other three were dumbfounded, and only Siaka knew the power implied by the finger just now.

Siaka knew that he didn't have that kind of ability, so he split it with his hands and poured it with his head up.

In fact, he wanted to use alcohol to numb himself, because his right hand was crushed by Wu Xuan, maybe only alcohol could make him temporarily forget the pain.

"Cheer up, do it!"

Gulu Gulu, the red wine in Wu Xuan's hand also drank in a few seconds.

After a while, there were empty wine bottles beside the two of them.

"You can't drink anymore, we have to go home later." Guo Meijing was even a little anxious, and reached out to snatch the bottle from Wu Xuan's hand.

Wu Xuan turned around and kissed Guo Meijing's face: "Honey, don't worry, I'll definitely not delay our evening affairs by drinking."

Zhao Tianyi, when he heard these words, his brain seemed to be stimulated, and he opened his mouth to say something to Siaka, but was suppressed by Liu Xuan's eyes.

Liu Xuan was also a little puzzled, where is drinking, it's just drinking water!

No, I can't drink so much water.

The two seemed to be angry to see who would fall first.

Suddenly, Siaka bent down, and a stream of heat mixed with vomit gushed out of his head.

Leaning on the table with his left hand, he couldn't help vomiting again, like a grandson. .

"Champion, are you alright!"

As soon as Wu Xuan said it, Siaka felt his stomach churning and his throat became hot: "No...it's okay..."

Siaka actually swallowed the vomit in his mouth abruptly, feeling very disgusted.

Guo Meijing opened her eyes wide, already stupefied, it was the first time she saw someone spit it out, and she was able to swallow it back.

Liu Xuan couldn't help but get dizzy. Doesn't this mean that he is an African Dionysus who never gets drunk after a thousand cups?He even drank and vomited, what was going on.

(End of this chapter)