Interpol Mission

With Wang Zijing's triumphant cry, a big man slowly stood up, covered with frost.

It was Shi Hansheng.

Shi Hansheng was still wearing his own sportswear, but his coat had been taken off, leaving only a vest. Like the "barrage" on the stage, he was full of muscles and had a strong sense of strength.

The two are of the same size.

In the audience not far away, there was a cry of surprise.

Shi Hansheng, who was full of frost, turned his head and saw Duan Xiaoya stand up from an elegant seat about ten meters away from his right side, looking worried.

"Stone, stone, go away, don't stay here..."

Duan Xiaoya yelled, anxious.

However, he just called, and he was dragged back by two young men beside him. One of the men, with a flash of cold light in his hand, seemed to be a sharp blade, which was against Xiaoya's waist.

"What is it called?"

The man growled darkly.

"If you influence his game, he will be killed!"

Sure enough, Duan Xiaoya didn't dare to shout, and her tears flowed out in an instant.

Shi Hansheng's eyes were blazing with anger. He fixed his eyes on Prince Jing, his fist clenched. The sound of bone burst was clearly heard by people nearby.

Prince Jing does not care, as long as Duan Xiaoya is in his hands, this "mang policeman" has to give in. He put out his hand, hooked his shoulder, and pretended to be very intimate. He said in his ear, "officer Shi, it's no use being angry. As long as you win him for me and fight with the next one, you can take the money and leave. Take your girlfriend and go wherever you want. I promise that from now on, you will never have trouble with you again! ”

"I'm a man, my word counts!"

Shi Han gave a cold hum, threw him away, took a big step, and went to the ring.

Immediately, two staff members stopped him.

"Well, you can't dress like this. You have to change your clothes first."

"Get out of here

Shi Hansheng gave a roar of tiger.

Wang Zijing stood out in time to help him out and exclaimed, "what's the matter? Who stipulates that it's no good to dress like this? Did you break the rules? "

The two workers looked at each other, shrugged and let go.

In the elegant seat over there, beside the middle-aged man known as "Ye", another man came out. He was about fifty years old. He was dressed up in a common way. He looked as if he was honest and had a rustic air all over his body.

Sitting beside the middle-aged man, he is also drooping.

Such a man, put in the street, almost no one will look at it.

But the middle-aged man seemed to be very polite to him and asked with a smile, "Mr. He, who will win

Mr. He said blandly: "it hasn't started yet. I don't know. As far as strength is concerned, both sides are above the same level, but they have already played one game in a row, and there will be some physical exhaustion at least. Moreover, this Shi Hansheng played with hatred, and Xu Sheng was not allowed to lose. In terms of fighting spirit, he was definitely inferior to him. Therefore, if you want to bet, Mr. Dong, I suggest you buy Shi Hansheng. "

The middle-aged man smiles and nods.

"Heroes think alike."

Mr. He stopped talking and sat there quietly. Unfortunately, his figure was just hidden in a shadow. If you don't look carefully, you may not notice that there is still a person sitting here.

Shi Hansheng has set foot on the ring.

"Young man, put your name in the newspaper!"

The referee held out Shi Hansheng and asked aloud.

The referee also had a microphone in his hand.

Yes, you are right. The referee is also the host, responsible for promoting the atmosphere of the ring. Generally, such people are extremely eloquent and good at creating a fanatical atmosphere.

"Get out of here

Shi Hansheng replied to him with two words.

There were cheers and screams from the audience.

"Have personality..."

"I like..."

The prince listened to the crazy cry of the girls around him, and a smile of pride rose from the corner of his mouth.

This is the effect.

This time, however, he made a heavy note on Shi Hansheng. He believed that this guy would not let him down. "Barrage" of course is also a master, but he will not work hard.

He has no drive to fight.

The boxers who really want to eat this bowl of rice know a truth: on the stage, victory is not the first, but protecting yourself is the most important!

Encounter weak chicken, might as well direct next cruel hand.

If your opponent is similar to yourself, you should try to protect yourself, try not to hurt, at least not to hurt the key. It doesn't matter whether you can win or not.

If you fight for a small life in every game, even if you belong to a cat and have nine lives, it is not enough to play.The referee shrugged his shoulders awkwardly and said with a laugh, "young man, it seems that you are on the stage for the first time. Let me tell you, you can't wear this way. It's very hard to get caught in your clothes and fall down

It should be said that the referee's reminder is still kind.

This is the reason why the players wear very little in the free fight competition.

Another reason, of course, is to show off the explosive muscles of boxers and increase their viewing.

Shi Hansheng took a serious look at him and said coldly, "no, I'm stone!"

Shi Han has a cold face and a hot heart. Although he has no good feelings for all the people present today, especially the dark underground boxing ground, because of Prince Jing's relationship. But the referee's words were reasonable, so he didn't mind giving face.

"Good, Mr. stone, the most individual player I've ever seen!"

"I hope your fist is as hard as your name!"

There were warm applause and strange shouts from the audience again.

In a sense, Shi Hansheng's "coldness" just fits in with the atmosphere of the underground boxing field. Many people are a little tired of watching the regular competition. Suddenly, such an "alien" suddenly emerges, which makes all people feel refreshed.

Although no one has ever seen Shi Hansen's competition before, he has successfully lifted the appetite of the audience by focusing on his size, muscles and "cool" appearance.

For a moment, everyone bet.

However, Shi Hansheng's "cool" is "cool", and the number of people who sell him is still a small number.

People have inertia.

Compared with Shi Hansheng's "New Youth", we still believe in the rich experience of the game.

Most people are betting on "continuous fire".

Only prince Jing bought Shi Hansheng with confidence to win.

"Shit, buy so much, lose you!"

Wang Zijing next to the rich second generation spit hard, backhand to buy a "barrage.".

I don't believe in evil!