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Chapter 910 I am full of you



Chapter 910 I am full of you

Chapter 910 I am full of you

"You are really a villain who is good at putting on a coat!"

Zhao Quan was a little annoyed, so his first thought was to vertically strike Bai Lin who was in mid-air.

But in the end he gave up this idea. Although he was very helpless, the difference in status made him have to suppress his anger.

After all, it is not what it used to be. In this matter that has not been fully understood, everything can be stabilized.

At this time, Bai Lin's face was full of ferocity, like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass and finally caught the chance to bite.

What a boxer's dignity.Whatever the strongest means, what boxing ceremony, are just his means to paralyze Zhao Quan.

He always believes that as long as he can win, the process is not important at all.

As for the dignity of a boxer, that's even shitty, and he doesn't need it.

So he was very proud, staring at the bastard sandbag who was still raising his left arm stupidly, he roared in his heart, "See if you haven't..."

Before the word 'death' had time to understand, Bai Lin suddenly realized that Zhao Quan, who was standing in front of him just a moment ago, had disappeared at this moment, and he didn't understand why he disappeared. In short, he couldn't find anyone.

"Hey hey..."

Where did Zhao Quanren go? Bai Lin didn't understand, but he knew very well that his flying body was getting closer and closer to the steel guardrail around the ring, and he couldn't get off, and couldn't retract his legs.

The usual boxing ring is surrounded by elastic cables to avoid injuries caused by boxers hitting.

But the boxing ring in the underground boxing arena is obviously different. In order to create visual stimuli such as kicking and bending steel plates, they removed the elastic cables and replaced them with steel plate guardrails.

Of course, this steel plate will not be very thick, and it is very narrow, so that the fists can easily break the kick.

But the same convenience now also falls on Bai Lin, because his 'flying' posture is too suitable, the steel guardrail passes between his curled up left leg and straight right leg, and then there is a muffled 'bang' Finally, the steel plate was bent off successfully.

After landing, Bai Lin's face turned pale in an instant, his expression was extremely painful, and his hands tightly covered his crotch...

In the corner of the boxing ring, Gan Ju glanced at Bai Lin who was lying on the ground, and said with a gleeful smile, "It's up to you!"

She looks down on this kind of shameless guy from the bottom of her heart.

Her eyes fell back to the center of the ring, and then she saw Zhao Quan who was squatting on the ground and now got up leisurely.

"This guy is really amazing. I really can't do his reaction at that moment just now."

"If you were the boss, you should be able to do it, right?"

When Ganju turned her questioning eyes to her side, there was no sign of Ma Kun beside her.

On the contrary, on the ring in the distance, a guy limped onto the ring and walked towards Zhao Quan with his fists clenched.

Zhao Quan has never been a person who is good at causing trouble, but not causing trouble does not mean he is afraid of it.

As long as you dare to bark your teeth, I dare to pull them out for you. This is not the right time.

Therefore, Bai Lin, a villain who is good at putting on clothes, can deeply experience what the slight sadness of the moment is at this moment.

After getting up from the boxing ring, he took off the damaged foot target on his right arm, and prepared to pick off the new one on his left arm.

But at this moment, Ma Kun walked onto the stage with a limp and said to him, "Wear it, let me try it."

While speaking, Ma Kun had already walked up to him with a limp, within reach.

Zhao Quan didn't respond, but just stared at Ma Kun in front of him, not knowing what the boss was thinking.

"Hehe, why, even a young man like Bai Lin is not afraid, but you are afraid of me being a cripple?"

Ma Kun smiled very easy-going, looking like the uncle next door.

But Zhao Quan didn't dare to underestimate him, not only because of Song Hui's very meaningful sentence "Don't provoke anyone surnamed Ma", but also because of Ma Kun's aura of a tiger crouching in the jungle. .

He was very familiar with this kind of aura. He practiced boxing on the mountain with Ma San who had the same aura throughout his youth, so he knew very well the real strength behind this kind of person's smile.

He rubbed the left arm with the foot target, and then raised it with all his strength, his expression was full of dignity, he was rarely serious.

Ma Kun smiled, "It seems that you are ready, so shall I start kicking?"

Zhao Quan nodded solemnly, "Okay!"

After getting a reply, Ma Kun used his good leg to support the ground, then twisted his waist, and the power was transmitted to the thigh and calf, and finally landed on his lame foot, hitting the target accurately.

Everything looked very ordinary, it felt like an old man on the street kicking at random like Tai Chi, far from Bai Lin's majesty and majesty, let alone the speed that almost left an illusion.

But after such a kick that was so ordinary that it was impossible to describe it in detail, Zhao Quan took three big steps backwards, and even the steel guardrail behind him was broken by his body.Turning around to relieve the force, this kept him from falling off the stage.

It was a heavy kick, and the moment it hit, he felt like a mountain was rushing towards his face. Although the speed was not fast, there was nothing to stop him. Anyone who dared to hinder his progress was crushed to pieces.

After receiving it, the soft foot target immediately shattered and fell to the ground, and Zhao Quan's left forearm couldn't help but tremble a little.

This kind of impact was already beyond the scope of pain, until he felt that his whole arm was so uncoordinated as if it was rented, and even the blood in his body was surging.

Although he didn't use the Shanren Wushu to resist it, it was definitely a domineering kick!

Slowly withdrawing his lame leg like a spear pointing at the air, Ma Kun is still the ugly boxing ring boss Ma Laizi.

He smiled and said to Zhao Quan, "That's right, it's rare to have such an ability at such a young age, and you will be my training partner in the future."

Zhao Quan, who was standing on his toes on the edge of the ring, stared at Ma Kun for a while and asked, "Can you fight back?"

Shangmin Ma Kun shook his head, Zhao Quan asked again: "Then can you wear a foot target now?"

Ma Kun smiled, "You really have a temper that doesn't suffer, and you want to return it in such a hurry? Young man, temper your temper!"

Zhao Quan asked: "A young man whose temper has been exhausted, or a young man?"

Ma Kun was slightly taken aback, then nodded with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)


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