When they saw Zhao Fanchen casually throwing aside the pair of boxing gloves and headgear in his hands, some of the men standing opposite immediately became unhappy and sarcastically said: "Xiao Fan, what's wrong? Are you afraid?

Don't you dare to fight Brother Haizi anymore? Or do you think you're not good enough and want to quit voluntarily? I know that no one dares to fight Brother Haizi. When you fight with him, you will either die or be injured, even if you put on the gloves.

It will definitely work. Last time, there was a self-righteous guy who wanted to do something with the child. What was the result? He was punched by Brother Haizi and was disabled for life. Xiaofan, you can actually do some small business here.

Okay! Don’t worry, we will protect you from now on.”

There was not much expression on Mr. Xiong's face. Several men had brought tables and chairs for Mr. Xiong and Mr. Hu, as well as tea and watermelon. Mr. Xiong sat down slowly and did not speak.

He picked up a piece of watermelon, took a bite, and ate it, seemingly not caring at all about what was going on here. Sihu didn't say anything, he just sat down and ate the watermelon with Mr. Xiong.

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

Wear both gloves and boxing gloves. This is not a sparring match, it is a real fight. People will die. You have to think clearly before doing it. If you don’t wear these, you will probably lie down or die for the rest of your life.

Crippled, trust me."

In fact, these people are willing to call Zhao Fanchen Xiaofan because of Mr. Xiong's face. If Mr. Xiong hadn't been here, the situation would have been completely different.

"Sorry, I'm not used to wearing boxing gloves." Zhao Fanchen took a puff of cigarette, looked at Haizi who was lying on the ground doing push-ups, and stood up after just a slight pause.

"Well, since you insist on not wearing gloves, there is nothing I can do, but don't expect that I will be merciful to you when I do it later." Haizi was doing push-ups, and his strong muscles seemed to be able to explode.

A powerful potential is moving.

After doing more than a hundred push-ups, Haizi got up from the ground and touched the sweat on his forehead. Sweat was oozing all over his body. This guy waved a few punches in the air, and his moves were vigorous and strong.

Powerful, it was the explosion sound caused by the collision of fist and air, and it can be seen that this guy's skills are very good, there are some shadows of northern boxing in the boxing method, it is strong and strong, and full of strength.

Haizi was so condescending, looking at Zhao Fanchen with disdain, and clasped his fists at him: "Are you ready? If you are, let's start now!"

"Okay!" Zhao Fanchen's words were still brief and powerful, and he didn't say much. What he said at this time was far less powerful and convincing than the power of his fists when he took action.

"Holy crap! Is this kid crazy? He dares to fight Brother Haizi without warming up. Isn't this asking for abuse? Not warming up is like asking for death." Several men in the crowd whispered in contempt.

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

Chinatown is not in the country, here we speak with strength! We speak with strong fists, now is not the time to be modest and hold back... Besides, Zhao Fanchen has just come here, if he doesn't show some toughness now, I'm afraid he will be in trouble in the future.

I'm going to be looked down upon!

Only by using strong enough tactics here can you deter these desperadoes, make a splash, and not be looked down upon by others. These people will not bare their teeth in front of you. Dignity can be won back with your own fists.

Here, only if you are strong enough and have excellent skills, these people will think highly of you and respect you.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Fanchen still stood there quietly, without speaking, but calmly watched Haizi put into a standard posture. Everyone fell silent, staring closely at Zhao Fanchen and Haizi.

Haizi sneered and took action directly. Then he took a step back, opened his legs slightly, lowered his waist, moved his waist slightly, then exhaled and raised his voice! A loud shout broke out.

Zhao Fanchen just smiled faintly, and looked at the magnificent Haizi who suddenly stepped on the ground with his hands and burst out with strength, and rushed towards Zhao Fanchen. At this time, Zhao Fanchen just said quietly,

Taking a step back, Zhao Fanchen stretched out his hands, gently blocking Haizi's powerful fists, and then twisted his waist to punch. He had practiced his boxing skills to a high level. In fact, the punches were not all about the strength of his arms, but the power of his arms.

Even the waist and legs, all the strength of the whole body was punched out with one punch!

Zhao Fanchen just punched out calmly, and a muffled sound was heard. Under everyone's nervous gazes and low voices, Zhao Fanchen missed Haizi's fists, and calmly punched Haizi directly in the chest.

On his chest, his body only shook a little, but he did not fall down because of it. He still stood firmly in place, still not moving.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Fanchen's punch was not very powerful, and it was not even able to cause effective damage to Haizi's tall figure. He still stood there steadily, not moving a step at all, and even

There was no tendency to go down. Those people were all watching Zhao Fanchen's very simple and ordinary punch, and it had no lethality.

"What? Such a soft punch, trying to knock down Brother Haizi without warming up. What a fool's errand. Who does he think he is? Does he think he is Bruce Lee? What a shame. Just watch, Brother Haizi is about to take action. This kid is going to do it.

He's crippled, Brother Haizi is going to be angry, this guy will be crippled even if he doesn't die this time, just wait and see!" All those men looked at Zhao Fanchen with disdain.

Only Zhao Fanchen knew the strength of the punch just now. The force of his punch was not small, but Haizi's body did not sway much because of Zhao Fanchen's punch! It was just slightly.

It trembled, but it was far less powerful and violent than when Haizi punched just now, as well as the sensational effect. In terms of form, Zhao Fanchen's ordinary punch was obviously not as comprehensive as Haizi's.

It's shocking.

There was no expression on his face. After Zhao Fanchen punched out, he immediately shrank back, took a step back slowly, stood and took out a 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 when Zhao Fanchen came back, the face of Mr. Xiong who was sitting there eating watermelon finally changed. Just when the men who were watching made disdainful sounds from their mouths, they heard Haizi who was still standing there.

There was a sudden explosion on his body, and with a pop, he fell directly to the ground. The area where Xiong Hou was punched by Zhao Fanchen suddenly dented, and he fell down on his back.

His face was hideous and terrifying, with a look of pain all over his face.

With such an ordinary punch, Haizi's chest was dented, leaving him unable to fight back. He fell to the ground directly. This has never happened before. It has always been someone else who was punched by Haizi.

Banged to the ground.

This unchanging rule was finally broken today. Haizi was knocked to the ground by Zhao Fanchen's loose punch, and his chest was even dented. How much strength was required to do this!

"One punch???? One punch to Brother Haizi?????? How much force does it take to do this? The chest was so dented???"

The men standing all couldn't help but let out a low cry and took a breath of cold air. Their expressions instantly changed drastically. Even their voices began to tremble slightly. At this time, their expressions changed when they looked at Zhao Fanchen.

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

These people all looked straight at Zhao Fanchen, with astonishment on their faces. How could a person burst out with such power without warming up? What kind of skills are required to do it?

"Are you showing mercy????" Haizi covered his sunken chest with both hands, lying on his back on the ground, with a look of pain on his face, he raised his head with difficulty and breathed heavily, and said this.

"Hiss!????" Finally, everyone's expressions changed horribly again. They all couldn't help but gasped. The look of shock on their faces deepened again, and they looked at Zhao Fanchen.

It's already a little weird.

Haizi's words just now reminded everyone that Zhao Fanchen still held back the punch just now, and they all punched Haizi like this. If he didn't hold back, how powerful would he have been!

, in fact, apart from Zhao Fanchen, only the child took off how powerful the punch was. Anyone who has boxed knows that punching requires skill. If we make a more detailed statistics, all of them will now know.

In professional boxing matches, boxers usually knock out their opponents with heavy punches, and rarely do so in the first round, because they did not warm up in the first round, but Zhao Fanchen was able to fight like this without making any warm-up preparations.

With heavy punches, the power that can burst out of his body is terrifying to the extreme.

Immediately, the eyes of these people looking at Zhao Fanchen became a little eager and fiery. The expression on Zhao Fanchen's face was very indifferent. He just smiled lightly, without much change. He bent down and stretched out his hands to lie on his back on the ground with a painful expression.
Chapter completed!