Fake Prodigal

Chapter 214 Executioner Zack

Mu Mu smiled self-deprecatingly, cleared his throat, and said heartily: "The competition is about to begin. The defending champion and the challenger, please send your final words to your opponent, the last sentence."

Zach took the microphone, looked at the mob with contempt, raised his fist, and mocked, "Boy, I'll smash you to pieces!"

The thug grabbed the microphone and said coldly: "Ghost Bin, I will send you to hell!"

"The match begins!" Mumu took the microphone calmly and walked out of the ring silently.

The two distanced themselves, staring at each other with blood-red eyes, clenched their fists, and stared at each other. The temperature suddenly turned cold, and a cold wind blew up in the night sky.

"Ow..."

"kill.."

The two roared frantically, strode forward and ran towards each other almost at the same time, their casserole-sized fists collided heavily.

"Boom!" With a heavy muffled sound, the two of them backed away, and the audience gasped.

"Go to hell!" The thugs punched quickly, kicked their legs continuously, and swept towards Zach like a tide.

Zach raised his huge fist and smashed the thug head-on, ignoring the punches and kicks in front of him.

The thug frowned, crossed his fists together, blocked a punch, and took three steps back in shock.

Zach smiled coldly, easily grabbed the upper hand, quickly punched combination punches, and launched a crazy attack.

In an instant, the thugs fell into a passive position, counterattacked unwillingly, and launched a wonderful confrontation. Their fists and feet collided continuously, making crisp explosions, and the simple and violent fighting style was eye-catching.The audience shouted frantically, cheering for the boxing champion who bet on himself.

The box door was wide open, Li Hao turned his head to look, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and joked: "Brother Chao is so majestic, the boxing match is so hot, I thought it was the WBC boxing championship match!"

Hong Chao was full of smiles, walked over proudly, sat opposite Li Hao, and said enthusiastically: "It's a small scene, my goal is to create the largest underground boxing match in Southeast Asia, and invite professional boxing champions to participate!"

"Admiration! Brother Chao has such a big structure, this is the rhythm of going out of Asia and rushing to the world!" Li Hao praised.

"Thank you for your support. Young Master Li is tonight's betting king and the most distinguished guest of Mad Tide!" Hong Chao praised and continued: "This small box is obviously not suitable for Young Master Li's status. The most luxurious imperial box is suitable. Come with me!"

Before Hong Chao finished speaking, the boxing match entered a climax, and the audience stood up in unison, shouting frantically.

The competition was in full swing, the thugs and Zach punched and kicked, with the sound of howling and breaking wind, and crazily attacked each other.

"Punch me!" The thug was bearded and haired, and he stepped forward vigorously, his fist hit Zach's face, and his knee hit his crotch.

Zach dodged a punch, and suddenly felt the bad wind in his crotch. He suddenly retreated, avoiding the fatal blow, and roared angrily: "Heaven's broken leg!"

Zach stomped on the ground with both feet, leaped into the air, and kicked swiftly. With an unstoppable momentum, he kicked the thug's head like Mount Tai.

Facing the roaring kick, the thug's expression was dignified, and he instantly turned into madness. He punched out angrily, and with all his strength in the punch, he smashed bravely at Tiancan's leg.

"Crit attack!" The thugs roared, and they slammed into each other. The piercing sound of punches and kicks resounded throughout the audience.

A cold light flashed in Zac's eyes, and he smirked slyly. He didn't catch the heavy punch of the thug, and flew backwards with his strength. He came out and slammed his fist hard into the face of the thug.

"Aww!" Fists and feet collided, the thug punched nothing, his body leaned forward, and his feet hadn't stabilized yet, Zach flew towards him, and hit the thug's face with a punch, making thousands of peach blossoms bloom, and the golden stars in front of him were chaotic. Flashing, alternating black and white, the brain is blank, continuously going backwards
Zach seized the opportunity, rushed forward fiercely, swung his fists, and punched a set of beautiful combinations.The thug had a bruised nose and swollen face, was seriously injured, and flew upside down out of the ring, unable to get up again.

In the luxury box, there was no sound, and a needle could be heard!
"Young Master Li has a good eye, he made 3000 million overnight, I admire him!" Hong Chao said sourly.

"Brother Chao has at least a few hundred million in the account, I'm just making a fuss!" Li Hao said playfully.

"Damn it!" Chen Hao slapped the table hard, and said indignantly: "It's too low, this level is still the underground boxing champion, if I can play, I will definitely beat the executioner."

That night, Chen Hao was greatly stimulated. Jenny, whom he had a crush on in high school for three years, appeared. Li Hao threw out tens of millions of dollars domineeringly. Poverty, loss, decadence and incompetence.

Chen Hao gritted his teeth, looked at the flamboyant Zach, and clenched his iron fists. He was very angry and full of fighting spirit. He hoped to be able to get on the ring and knock Zack head-on with a pair of iron fists.

Li Hao shook his head speechlessly, and said disapprovingly: "Don't be kidding, Zach is very fierce, he didn't see the horror of the mob, he will be disabled if he doesn't die!"

"Stop making trouble, be careful to blow your big bald head!" Fei Bo teased.

"I'm not joking, if I can really play, I will definitely bring down Zac!" Chen Hao said solemnly and resolutely.

"I believe you!" Li Hao nodded, looked at Chen Hao with unusually firm eyes, and said seriously: "Brother Chao, I want to promote him to the stage and fight Zac, is 1000 million enough?"

"This... is very troublesome!" Hong Chao looked at Chen Hao with a strange expression, and said playfully: "Brother, think carefully, step into the life-and-death competition one step at a time, a broken leg and an arm are not a big deal, but losing your life is a big deal."

"You can fight a few times in your life. For a fortune, you must fight with your life!" Chen Hao's expression was frenzied, and his words were loud and loud.

"Okay!" Hong Chao exclaimed, took out the walkie-talkie to contact Mumu, and ordered another warm-up game to prevent the audience from leaving the field.

"Young Master Li wants to put on a boxer, go to the imperial box first, and talk to Zach's boss!" Hong Chao stood up and led the way, with Li Hao and others following behind.

The atmosphere on the scene was detonated, and the audience went completely crazy. They stood up from their seats, raised their fists vigorously, and shouted rhythmically.

The door of the emperor's box was opened wide, Hong Chao entered first, followed by Li Hao, a gust of fragrant wind rushed towards his face, he frowned, looked at the scene in front of him, and his expression became strange.

The imperial box is spacious and luxurious, ten times the size of the luxury box. A circle of sofas is full of men and women, and a row of tall and mighty bodyguards stand against the wall.

Li Hao saw acquaintances, Fen Bao and Sha Biao were sitting together, a group of greasy-haired and pink-faced youths, wearing famous brands all over their bodies, they looked like they were rich and wealthy, and sitting on the left and right were beautiful women in cool clothes, not supermodels, but courtesans walking around , is the unknown third-tier starlet.

(End of this chapter)