Hu Jun is the most powerful boxer in Angela Chang's boxing ring and has just returned from Thailand.

The odds in this game are still one and two.

Everyone continued to bet like a chicken blood, but they still bet all the treasures on the Maozi Roushan. After all, although Hu Jun is a very powerful boxer, it would not be enough to compare with the Maozi Roushan.

This time everyone has learned to be smart and bet the money they won in the previous game again.

In this way, the money in the gambling pool was more, and Angela Chang's face was so gloomy that it could almost drip out of water.

If he continues to play like this, he will soon go bankrupt.

Li Yuanlong laughed, "I won 20 million just now, but now I will bet again, and it will soon become 40 million! Alas! Why is this money so easy to make!"

Angela Chang snorted coldly, "Despicable!"

Li Yuanlong smoked a cigar and smiled proudly, "Don't say that. You are open to business and you are not allowed to place bets. If you want to blame it, you blame the boxers in your boxing ring for being too trash hahaha!"

"snort!"

The referee jumped onto the stage and announced the start of the game.

Hu Jun rushed towards the old Russian Rou Mountain. This time he learned his intelligence and did not fight head-on with the Russian strongman. He kept wandering around the old Russian Rou Mountain, taking the opportunity to sneak attack in hopes of finding his weakness.

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"Tsk, coward."

"That's it, Pushkin, beat him, beat him!"

"Pushkin, beat him up!"

The audience in the audience looked contemptuous and disdainful.

This made Wang Dachun very angry. These spectators were all a group of psychologically distorted and deformed people, and they had no nationalist feelings at all. It was simply outrageous!

The old Russian Roshan looked at Hu Jun with disdain, "Can you just run away?"

Hu Jun snorted, "You can defeat me!"

The Russian Roshan grinned, "So, don't think I can't hit you, I'll call you."

The old Russian Roshan said, and his body rushed towards Hu Jun.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

As he ran, the entire ring shaking, making people worried that the ring would be trampled by him at any time.

Hu Jun's expression changed, and the flesh moved. He felt a strong aura coming to his face, and he was almost breathless when he was oppressed.

"Tear him! Tear him!"

"Pushkin, tear him apart!"

The audience in the audience began to clamor again, some whistle, some took off their clothes and stood on chairs to sway flags and shout for the Russian Roushan.

The atmosphere in the boxing ring reached its climax in an instant.

Zhou Dachuan had a serious expression and said to Wang Dachun: "I didn't expect that this Russian was so flexible and he was really too strong!"

Wang Dachun nodded, his expression was also very serious. The old Russian meat mountain was so huge that he didn't expect to be so flexible. In this way, he really had no weaknesses.

Soon, Hu Jun was forced into a corner, and the old Russian Rou Shan grinned, "Run! I think where are you running?"

"Hmph! Look at the fist!" Hu Jun punched the old Russian Roshan in the chest. The old Russian didn't dodge at all. He didn't know that Hu Jun's move was to hit the east and the west, and his other hand grabbed the old Russian Roshan directly.

Lower body.

"Fare the moon under the sea!"

This move was too fast, and even the Russian Rou Shan couldn't react and was caught in the middle of his lower body.

"good!"

Angela Chang was the first to applaud. No matter how strong the Russian Roshan was, he didn't believe that his lifeline could withstand the attack of warriors.

"it's over!"

Zhou Dachuan, Zhang Yuqing and others also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they squeezed the balls of the old Russian meat mountain, they would not believe that he could still be so arrogant.

Hu Jun was happy at first, but then his face changed drastically because the things he caught in his hand were not soft, but as hard as gold and steel.

"Huh? Could it be that this guy's lifeblood has also been trained into a Vajra Clothing Iron Shirt?"

In fact, although the Russian Roushan looks like a silly big, he is actually very insidious. He has created a pair of iron underwear for his lower body, firmly protecting his life.

Because he knew that this was his only weakness, as long as he protected this weakness, he would be an invincible existence.

It was time for me to say that, and when Hu Jun reacted, it was too late to get out of his way. The old Russian Rou Shan smiled grimly, bent down and grabbed Hu Jun's arm, pulled it hard, and actually brought one of his arms out of strength.

Pull it down.

Blood suddenly sprinkled in the sky!

"Ah!" One of his arm was torn off, and Hu Jun immediately screamed miserablely.

Meiji's pretty face turned pale and she quickly covered her eyes. She regretted coming here.

"Okay! Pushkin, tear him!"

"Pushkin, tear him!"

"Pushkin!"

The audience in the audience immediately exclaimed thunderous applause when they saw such a bloody scene, and they were so excited that they almost fainted.

Angela Chang's expression changed and she quickly stood up, "Absent! We will admit defeat! Referee, call for a stop!"

The referee immediately started whistling, but the Russian Roushan didn't even miss him. He lifted Hu Jun's body upside down with his legs, and then tore it hard.

A sting!

Hu Jun's body was torn in half, and his internal organs fell all over the floor.

"Ah!" Meiji screamed in fear, and immediately got into Wang Dachun's arms and started crying.

The scene was silent, and the audiences in the audience stopped screaming. Many people turned their faces and couldn't bear to watch them anymore. Obviously, such cruel and bloody methods had exceeded everyone's limits.

The old Russian face was covered with blood on his face. He grinned and licked his lips, like a demon walking out of hell.

Obviously, the blood excited him, and this was a murderer.

"Devil! This guy is the devil!"

Soon, Hu Jun's two halves of his body were carried down and the blood was cleaned.

The old Russian Rushan stood on the stage and shouted excitedly, "Who dares to fight me?"

Everyone was silent, obviously scared by his cruel means. This guy was too strong and had almost no hope of defeating him.

The Russian Roushan shouted wildly, "Hahahaha, isn't there anyone in the huge China that can fight? You all have a bucket of rice!"

Zhou Dachuan stood up and said, "I'll do it!"

"Master Zhou, try to attack him as much as possible to get a first-line chance to beat him," Wang Dachun reminded.

"Yes." Zhou Dachuan nodded and walked onto the stage.

The old Russian Roushan looked at Zhou Dachuan and said, "You are not strong enough, but you are not my opponent. Are you afraid that I will tear you?"

Zhou Dachuan snorted coldly, "Hmph, it's not certain whoever tears whom. You guy is so cruel and bloody, you won't have a good end!"

The Russian Rou Shan grinned, "You yellow-skinned monkeys and inferior tribes, I will have no psychological burden on you to kill you!"
Chapter completed!