When he saw Zhao Fanchen throwing the boxing gloves and headbands in his hand aside casually, some of the men standing opposite him were immediately unhappy and sarcastically said, "Xiao Fan, what? Are you afraid of it?

Isn't dare to fight with Brother Haizi? Or do you think you can't do it and want to quit voluntarily? I knew no one dared to fight with Brother Haizi. When he fought with him, he would either die or be injured, even if he put on boxing gloves

It will definitely work. Last time, there was a self-righteous guy who actually wanted to fight with his child. What was the result? He was hit by Brother Haizi and became a lifelong disabled person. Xiaofan, you are actually doing some small business here.

OK! Don't worry, we will cover you in the future."

There was not much expression on Mr. Xiong's face. A few men had brought tables and chairs to Mr. Xiong and Mr. Hu, and brewed tea and watermelon. Mr. Xiong sat down slowly without saying anything.

He picked up a piece of watermelon and took a bite. He started eating it. It seemed that he didn't care about the matter here at all. Sihu didn't say anything, but just sat down and accompanied Mr. Xiong to eat the watermelon here.

Zhao Fanchen lit a cigarette for himself without saying a word and slowly walked towards Haizi opposite him who was doing warm-up exercises. Haizi frowned slightly and grinned, "Xiaofan, I advise you to keep your head."

Wear both the condom and the boxing gloves. This is not a competition, but a practical battle. It will kill people. You have to think clearly before taking action. If you don't wear this, you will probably lie down or spend your whole life.

Cleptic, believe me.”

In fact, these people are willing to call Zhao Fanchen and Xiaofan, all for the sake of Master Xiong's face. If Master Xiong wasn't here, the situation would have been completely different.

"Sorry, I'm not used to wearing boxing gloves." Zhao Fanchen took a puff of cigarettes and looked at Haizi who was doing push-ups on the ground. He just stood up with a light moment.

"Okay, since you insist on not wearing boxing gloves, I have no choice, but don't expect that when you do something, I will show mercy to you." Haizi was doing push-ups, and his strong muscles seemed to be able to explode

Extend strong potential in exercise.

While doing more than a hundred push-ups, Haizi climbed up from the ground, touched the sweat on his forehead, and sweat oozed out of his body. This guy waved a few punches in the air, his moves were full of wind and strong.

It is powerful, it is the explosion of the fist and air colliding together. It can be seen that this guy is very good at having a good skill. There are some shadows of northern boxing techniques in his boxing. He is strong and powerful, and has a lot of strength.

Haizi looked at Zhao Fanchen with contempt, and clasped his fists at him: "Are you ready? If you are ready, let's start now!"

"Okay!" Zhao Fanchen's words were still short and powerful, and he didn't say much. It was far less shocking and persuasive than the power on his fist when he started.

"Damn! Is this kid crazy? He dared to fight with Brother Haizi without warming up. Isn't this a search for abuse? Not warming up means he is seeking death." Several men in the crowd were whispering in contempt.

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At this time, the crowd slowly and consciously made way for a clearing space in the middle, freeing up a place for Haizi and Zhao Fanchen to take action.

Chinatown is not in China, it speaks based on strength! It is not the time to keep your hands humbly... Besides, if Zhao Fanchen just came here, if he didn't show his toughness now, he might be in the future.

I'm going to be looked down upon!

Only by taking enough tough measures here can you intimidate these desperate people, make a splash, avoid being looked down upon, and these people will not bare their teeth in front of you. Dignity is won back by your own fists.

Here, only if you have strong enough strength and good skills can these people look down on you and respect you.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Fanchen still stood there quietly, without saying a word, but just watched Haizi calmly put on a standard posture. Everyone calmed down and stared at Zhao Fanchen and Haizi tightly.

Haizi sneered and took action directly. Then he took a step back, spread his legs slightly, sank his waist, gently moved his waist, and then exhaled and sniffed! A sudden shout broke out.

Zhao Fanchen just smiled faintly, and looked at Haizi, who had a magnificent aura, and suddenly stepped on the ground with both hands and burst out the power, and rushed towards Zhao Fanchen. At this time, Zhao Fanchen just said in a quiet voice.

Taking a step back, Zhao Fanchen took out his hands and gently blocked Haizi's strong punches, and then twisted his waist to punch. The boxing skills were practiced to a high level. In fact, the action was the strength of the arm, but

Connecting to the waist and legs, all the strength in the body was hit with a punch!

Zhao Fanchen just quietly punched and a muffled sound came. Under the nervous gaze and low shouts of everyone, Zhao Fanchen staggered Haizi's fists and hit Haizi's calmly.

On his chest, his body just shook, and did not fall down because of this. He still stood firmly and still had not moved.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Fanchen's punch was not very powerful, and it was not even effective in causing effective lethality to Haizi's tall figure. He still stood there steadily without moving a single step, and even

There was no trend of going to be the next level, and those people were staring at Zhao Fanchen's very simple and ordinary punch, and the punch without lethality.

"What? Such a soft punch, I wanted to knock down Brother Haizi without warming up. It's really a fool. Who do he thinks he is? Do he think he is Bruce Lee? It's such a bad pen. Look, Brother Haizi is going to take action, this kid wants to

He is disabled, Brother Haizi is going to get angry. This kid will be disabled even if he is not dead this time. Let's wait and see!" All the men gave Zhao Fanchen a look of contempt.

Only Zhao Fanchen knew how strong the punch was. The force of his punch was, but Haizi's body was not as strong as Zhao Fanchen's punch! It was just a gentle

It trembled for a moment, far less than the violent force and force that Haizi had when he punched just now, and had the sensational effect. In terms of form, Zhao Fanchen's ordinary punch was obviously not as good as Haizi.

It's shocking.

There was no expression on his face. After Zhao Fanchen punched him, he immediately shrank back, slowly took a step back, stood there and took out the cigarette from his pocket, lit it for himself, and took a deep breath.

Then he raised his eyelids and looked at Haizi in front of him...

Just as Zhao Fanchen retreated, the face of the Xiong Ye who was sitting there eating watermelon finally changed. Just when the onlookers made a disdainful contemptuous voice, he heard Haizi still standing there.

A sudden explosion came from his body. With a thud, he fell to the ground. The part where Qianghou, who had just been bombarded by Zhao Fanchen, suddenly fell down. He fell down on his back.

His face was ferocious and terrifying, and his face was full of pain.

Just such an ordinary punch, he directly sank Haizi's chest, leaving him with no power to fight back and fell to the ground. This has never been done before. He has always been punched by Haizi.

Blasted to the ground.

This unchanging rule was finally broken today. Haizi was knocked to the ground by Zhao Fanchen with a loose punch, and even a piece of his chest was sunken. How strong does it take to do this!

"One punch??????? It was put on Brother Haizi??????? How strong does it take to achieve it? The chest was sunken?????"

The men standing could not help but let out a low voice, took a breath of air conditioning, and their faces changed instantly, and even the voices of their speech began to tremble slightly. At this time, their faces that looked at Zhao Fanchen changed.

When Zhao Fanchen raised his head, everyone's expressions changed, with the incredible and shock that Zhao Fanchen expected. The contemptuous words, mocking eyes and expressions that just now were self-defeating.

These people looked at Zhao Fanchen with their eyes curled up, and their faces were full of surprise. If a person could burst out with such power without warming up, what kind of skills could do to achieve it?

"You are still showing mercy?" Haizi covered his sunken chest with both hands, lay on the ground with a look of pain, raised his head with difficulty and gasped, and said this.

"Hiss!????" Finally, everyone's faces changed terriblely again, and they couldn't help but gasp. The shocked expression on their faces deepened again, and the eyes looking at Zhao Fanchen were looking at him.

It's already a little weird.

Haizi's words just now reminded everyone that Zhao Fanchen still held back his hand in the punch just now, and he punched Haizi like this. If he didn't hold back, how powerful would it be!

In fact, except for Zhao Fanchen, the only child just now was the power of the child taking off the punch. Anyone who has punched the punch knows that heavy punches are about skills. If you do a more detailed statistics, you will be able to do everything now.

In professional boxing matches, ordinary boxers use heavy punches to knock down their opponents, but they rarely go to the first round because they don’t warm up in the first round, but Zhao Fanchen did not make any preparations for warm-ups at all, so he can play like this.

With a heavy punch, the power that could burst out in his body was extremely terrifying.

Then these people's eyes became a little eager and hot when they looked at Zhao Fanchen. The expression on Zhao Fanchen's face was very calm, but he just smiled faintly, but there was no change. He bent down and reached out and lying on his back on the ground looked painful.
Chapter completed!