The five people looked at Jiang Fan in surprise, thinking he was talking nonsense. Jiang Fan walked to the wall opposite the iron gate, silently recited the wall-penetrating spell, and his body immediately passed through the wall. Brother Sheng and the other five people were stunned, "The boss has passed through the wall!"
Xiaoqiang exclaimed.
Brother Sheng couldn't believe his eyes. He was dreaming. He stretched out his hand and pinched his own hand. When he felt pain, he realized that the boss just walked through the wall was real.
After Jiang Fan passed through the wall, he found that there was no one around, only the searchlights in the distance were shining back and forth. Following the direction pointed by Xiao Qiang, Jiang Fan quickly found the processing factory in the prison. There were more than a dozen prison guards standing at the door of the factory.
Jiang Fan immediately escaped underground and entered the basement of the processing factory. He heard shouts and whistles in the distance. The black boxing venue was at the corner of the basement. It was a very large venue with a platform in the center and surrounded by
Surrounded by railings, two boxers are fighting inside the railings.
Both boxers were naked from the waist up. One boxer was wearing blue pants, and the other boxer was wearing red pants. The two were fighting with bare hands. The one wearing blue pants had been beaten until his face was covered with blood, and his body was shaking.
To fall down.
The audience below the field was very excited, "Holy crap, come on! Don't fall down, I bet a million!"
"Damn, fuck him quickly! It's like they haven't eaten him yet! Work harder!"
Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan thought of the underground arena in the Western Kingdom. The situation was very similar, except that the people here were prisoners and prison guards. Jiang Fan blended into the crowd, and no one noticed him at this time. Everyone was staring at him.
Two boxers on the stage.
Jiang Fan looked around, and finally saw the prison warden Bu Shiren and the female prison guard Qin Xiaoyue in the viewing gallery. Bu Shiren put one hand on Qin Xiaoyue's shoulder, and groped with the other hand in her arms, still shouting.
Qin Xiaoyue also shouted and put one hand into Bu Shiren's crotch, groping as if he was taking out something.
The match on the stage was over, and the boxer in blue pants was knocked down by the boxer in red pants. The audience immediately started shouting wildly, and there were shouts and curses immediately.
"Damn, the guy in blue pants is such a shit-eater, he made me lose money!"
Then a beautiful female host came on stage, "Everyone, next is the cold-eyed evil god Geng Feng who has won ten games in a row versus the deadly iron-legged Wu Qiang who has won fifteen games in a row! The cold-eyed evil god Geng Feng versus the deadly iron-legged Wu Qiang
The odds are 5 to 2, everyone can bet."
Jiang Fan was surprised when he heard Geng Feng's name. He didn't expect that he would also participate in black boxing. At this time, Geng Feng was standing on the stage with his arms bare. He said nothing, as cold as a piece of ice, and his eyes were full of glare.
Like a cheetah seeing its prey.
Opposite Geng Feng is a man who is taller and stronger than him. He has a bald head, scars on his face, muscular chest, and dense scars. He is Wu Qiang, who is known as the deadly iron leg. This guy originally
He was a bodyguard, and he was sent to Qinghu Prison for murder.
Wu Qiang once went to the Dai Kingdom to learn Dai Boxing and was awarded the title of Dai Boxing Warrior. His feet were as hard as iron. He could break a small tree as thick as a bowl with just a sweep of his legs, which shows the power of his leg skills.
In addition, Wu Qiang is tall, one fist taller than Geng Feng. When the two stood together, Wu Qiang was obviously better than Geng Feng. Wu Qiang kept waving to the audience and shouted: "I, Wu Qiang, am invincible."
Yes! Must kill!"
Someone in the audience immediately shouted: "The deadly iron legs will win!"
Faced with all this noise, Geng Feng didn't react at all, with a cold face, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Jiang Fan secretly admired: "Damn, this Geng Feng is very determined. It seems that Wu Qiang will definitely lose!"
Jiang Fan judged from Geng Feng's demeanor that Geng Feng would win, because fighting mainly depends on a person's momentum. The stronger the momentum, the greater the chance of winning.
With the sound of a bell, the competition began. Wu Qiang feinted a punch, then raised his leg to attack Geng Feng's abdomen. His specialty was his legs, which were flying up and down like double-knotted sticks.
Geng Feng took his time and dodged Wu Qiang's leg, his steps were as fast as sliding in, his punches were like shooting stars, and he defended and counterattacked. After a few rounds, Geng Feng received a kick on the leg, and he took the opportunity to hit Wu Qiang's shoulder.
With a bang, Wu Qiang was knocked back a few steps, and he felt pain in his shoulder. If he hadn't practiced the Seven-Star Horizontal Exercise, this punch would have shattered his shoulder.
Geng Feng was kicked by Wu Qiang and felt pain. If he hadn't gone through hard training, he wouldn't have been able to withstand such a sharp blow.
Geng Feng hit Wu Qiang's shoulder and found that the opponent's shoulder was as hard as iron. He knew that Wu Qiang had practiced horizontal kung fu and his only weakness was his crotch. So Geng Feng kicked out three legs in a row, with the first two legs attacking Wu Qiang.
The weak spot, the third leg suddenly changed its trajectory and attacked Wu Qiang's crotch.
Wu Qiang was unable to dodge, and was kicked in the crotch by Geng Feng. With a bang, Wu Qiang was not injured at all! Geng Feng was surprised, "Haha, I practiced the Iron Gear Gong, and the bottom is as hard as iron!" Wu Qiang laughed.
.
Geng Feng remained silent. He continued to attack Wu Qiang. A few minutes later, Wu Qiang hit Geng Feng a few more times. Wu Qiang was still unscathed, "Haha, you can't break my Qixing Henglian."
!" Wu Qiang said with a proud smile.
Geng Feng frowned slightly, and when he was thinking about how to deal with Wu Qiang, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Brother, Qixing Henglian's cover is under his armpits. As long as you attack his ribs, his Seven Stars Henglian will be broken."
Got it!"
Geng Feng was shocked. Someone actually transmitted a voice to his mind, and there was such a clever person in the prison! Following the prompts of the voice in his mind, Geng Feng lured Wu Qiang to take action, looking for opportunities to attack his armpits.
Wu Qiang basically kept his hands close to his elbows and his elbows never left his ribs. It was not easy for Geng Fenggao to attack his ribs. When he was worried, a voice came to his mind: "Follow my instructions and attack him!"
Geng Feng followed the instructions in his mind and feinted to attack Wu Qiang's eyes, then revealed a flaw for Wu Qiang to attack. As expected, Wu Qiang fell into the trap and finally raised his elbows, exposing his armpits.
Seizing the opportunity, Geng Feng hit Wu Qiang under the arm with a punch. Wu Qiang screamed, and his seven-star horizontal skill was broken. Then Geng Feng struck repeatedly, and Wu Qiang was kicked several times on the head, abdomen, and crotch, and Wu Qiang screamed.
fell to the ground.
The whole audience immediately started shouting, and someone immediately cursed: "Damn it, what a deadly iron leg, bullshit!"
"Oh, the cold-eyed evil god has won! Great, I won money!" someone immediately shouted.
Warden Bu Shiren, who was watching, was surprised: "I didn't expect this man to defeat the deadly iron leg! It's beyond my expectation!"
"Yes, I feel that this person has great potential, and we need to train him well!" said female prison guard Qin Xiaoyue.
"Well, we need to train him well!" Bu Shiren nodded.