Mr. Man looked unconcerned and waved his hand: "Come on! I'm waiting to see how you will beat my ass!"
As he said this, Mr. Man patted his butt and pointed at the other person's face.
Zhang Fei in the audience was speechless. These two guys were so childish, like two children.
Next, the two began to fight. The madman who was eager to vent his anger used the "beating at random" routine. He swung his fist blindly for a long time without hitting Mr. Man. Instead, he looked at Mr. Man, as if
He didn't seem to want to fight back at all, he just dodged.
And all this can only be understood by Mr. Man on the stage. The opponent is also a master of boxing. His seemingly chaotic punches are actually very orderly. Every punch is necessary.
The attack was broken.
Mr. Man had no chance to attack. The madman shook his fist like this. After about five minutes, the two stopped and moved away from each other.
The lunatic was exhausted, and Mr. Man was beaten so hard that he could only dodge and had no chance to fight back. This was boxing, not looking for anger.
The first round came to an end. The two rested for a while. Zhang Fei looked at Mr. Man and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Man, this guy seems to be running out of energy. Mr. Man, if you keep fighting him like this, you will be able to do it in the next round."
Throw this guy down!"
Mr. Man shook his head: "This guy is a master! His physical strength recovered very quickly, and the boxing technique he just performed was very much like ancient martial arts. It seemed chaotic, but in fact, it was linked together like a long river.
, the surging river flowed continuously, leaving me no chance to fight back."
"So powerful?" Zhang Fei was a little stunned. In fact, he didn't understand the so-called boxing, martial arts, etc. He was just a spectator. Isn't there a saying that experts know the rules and laymen just watch the excitement!
Mr. Man then said something else: "He should have fought against several people before, and he spent a lot of energy, so I can beat him in this battle, but if both of us are at their peak, I'm afraid
The outcome is unpredictable..."
Ding!~
The second round was about to begin, and the two continued to return to the boxing ring, bang bang bang bang! After knocking the boxing gloves a few times, Mr. Man began to show off his weird footwork again.
The lunatic was a little unhappy and yelled: "Cao, you are acting like a bastard again, dodging and dodging. If you have the ability, attack!"
Mr. Man took two steps forward. Suddenly, his fist exerted force and he punched the opponent. The punch was so fast that it was difficult for the madman to dodge. He put his hands in front of his chest to block. With a bang, the opponent thumped.
He took three steps back and then shook his arms. He was numbed by the shock. This guy was very powerful. Although his punching power was short in distance, it was very powerful!
The madman's method is completely different from that of his opponent. This guy relies on large swings and long-distance exertion to increase the power of his fists, making each punch stronger than the last.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...this lunatic started his "Mad Dog Fist" again. Of course, this name was given to him by President Manchu.
This time, in less than five minutes, the madman was exhausted. President Man seized the opportunity, stepped forward with one foot, and struck hard. The madman actually dodged in such a state.
Immediately afterwards, a side hook landed directly on Mr. Man's face. The braces in Mr. Man's mouth were knocked out, and blood spat out along with his saliva.
The madman laughed: "Second round! I win!"
Nowadays, madmen are no longer simply fighting each other because of the so-called venting. They feel that they have met a master. The two of them even feel a little sympathy for each other. They just want to decide the winner. As for beating him down and having a violent meal
Emotions such as beating to vent have gradually faded away in the fight just now.
The madman rapped in a very hip-hop style, as if he was deliberately trying to annoy his opponent, and even made up his own lyrics.
"Today, I come to the boxing ring! I meet a fat man who is dead! The fat man is like a dog! Dodge left and dodge right, and he is very flexible! What a pity, the fat man~
He’s always the fat guy!~My big ass was broken with one punch from me!~Hey hoo!~Hey hoo~Hey hoo! Hey hoo! Hey hoo!~”
This guy is quite self-indulgent. President Manchu is not angry. The one who laughs last is the one who really laughs. Next round, let this guy have a good time and let him understand what it means...
"Wing Chun"!
After rinsing his mouth, Mr. Man put on his braces again. Although this madman is not tall and a little thin, his punching power is really overbearing! I'm afraid it's a little bit of Muay Thai style.
kind.
Mr. Man and Madman stood back in the center of the boxing ring. Mr. Man stretched out his fist and pointed at each other: "This round, I will let you crawl down!"
"I should be the one saying this to you, damn fat man!"
The two were facing each other tit for tat, and President Man suddenly moved. Madman's physical strength was clearly unable to keep up. He did not expect that President Man was accumulating strength and attacking later. The strength he had accumulated made Madman tremble.
Such fast speed and strong punching wind. When he felt the punching wind, the madman's body retreated wildly, as if he wanted to dodge the opponent's fast punches.
"Japanese punch punch!"
Mr. Man's punches were very fast. Except for the first two blows, which were dodged by the madman, the rest were hit hard on the madman, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...
A series of heavy punches, all of them are Wing Chun's powerful punches. This guy fired more than twenty punches in a row. All of this happened in the blink of an eye, in less than three or four seconds. Finally, the boxing club below worked
The staff sensed that something was wrong.
He quickly shouted to stop: "Sir! Sir, stop fighting, it will kill someone!"
Mr. Man fast-attacked for two more seconds and punched more than ten times. The madman's entire face was completely unrecognizable. He was so limp that he suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't get up at all...
Mr. Man stepped on the opponent's chest. Even the madman was beaten like this, but he still refused to admit defeat. He murmured in a weak voice: "Get away...get your stinky feet off, you know your feet are stinky."
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Mr. Man stepped hard and the madman spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The staff quickly came up to stop Mr. Man from continuing to attack the opponent who was no longer able to do anything.
Mr. Man smiled: "That kick just now, I helped him remove the congestion in his chest, otherwise he will be in big trouble in the future. Now... he is fine, don't worry!"
Mr. Man's attack was very measured, and the opponent was unable to fight back or stand up, but he did not inflict serious injuries, let alone endanger his life or become disabled.
Taking off his boxing gloves and throwing them on the ground, Mr. Man turned around and sneered at the madman: "Humph! I said, laugh until the end! Haha...haha...hahahahaha..." Mr. Man was very happy
He got off the boxing ring with an arrogant smile, and his expression looked like he wanted to be beaten. The madman really wanted to get up and fight with him. Unfortunately, he moved, and his body couldn't lift any strength at all...
Mr. Man won a great victory, achieved the final victory, and beat the opponent to the point where he couldn't get up. Zhang Fei congratulated him. Mr. Man did not continue to pretend, but said to Zhang Fei meaningfully: "Sometimes, life is
In this way, only the winner has the right to speak, and everything else is in vain!"
Zhang Fei remained silent, but there was something in Mr. Man's words!
After playing a few games with the sparring partner, the two sides will naturally not be so desperate to win or lose. The purpose here is to relieve stress and relax.
After playing in the boxing club for a few hours, Mr. Man was ready to take Zhang Fei back after he had rested. Zhang Fei came here just for fun. In fact, Mr. Man asked him to go up and fight someone twice, but Zhang Fei didn't want to.
He doesn't like such bloody and violent games.
When he was about to leave, Mr. Man was stopped by a person behind him. The voice was very familiar. A sneer appeared at the corner of Mr. Man's mouth, he slowly turned around, looked at the lunatic whom he had knocked down before, and asked:
"What? Do you have any other advice?"
The madman smiled, naturally he didn't take the advice seriously. He had already lost at the hands of Mr. Manchu. Although he had fought with several people before, which cost him some energy, a loss was a loss. The madman didn't want to make so many excuses for himself. His skills were inferior.
People!
"There is not so much fairness in this world. I lost to you today and I am convinced. Look at this, you seem to be a person of some status, right?"
Mr. Man nodded secretly in his mind. The other party observed him very carefully. From his clothes, he could tell how rich or poor he was.
"Is something wrong?" Of course Mr. Man would not think that the other party would rob him. The other party should not be that stupid.
The lunatic stretched out his hand as if he wanted to shake hands with President Manchu: "My name is Zhang Ting, and now I am an unemployed vagrant, haha! It is precisely because of this that I lost my composure today. In the boxing ring before, thank you for your mercy.
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It turns out that the other party just lost his job, no wonder! No wonder...
However, Mr. Man feels that this seems to be a good opportunity!
He stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Ting's hands. Both men's hands were very powerful!
"You can call me Mr. Man!"
"Mr. Man!" Zhang Ting has now returned to his gentle and gentle appearance. The crazy look he had before in the boxing ring has completely disappeared, and he seems to be a different person.
"You come to me and let me guess. You told me you were unemployed. Do you want me to give you a job?"
Zhang Ting is also a straightforward person, so he doesn't shy away from it: "Well! I think a person like Mr. Man should have this ability, so just think of it as doing me a favor. I will definitely give it back to Mr. Man in the future."
Humane."
Mr. Man smiled: "But...why should I help you?"
The smile on Zhang Ting's face froze and he looked serious: "My grandma is sick and I need money. It was because I took the wrong path and misappropriated the company's public funds, which led to..."
Zhang Ting did not continue, but both Mr. Man and Zhang Fei understood that Zhang Ting was fired for this reason...