Chapter 342 Boxing Championship Tournament (Part 2) Brother Qian smiled as he faced the Thai boxing champion named Dahu, showing no fear at all. However, during this period, Brother Qian carefully looked at this Thai boxer who had never lost before. The record is 95 battles, 78 wins, 17 draws, and 21 KOs. Brother Gan understands very well what it means. That guy is definitely not just showing off, but has real skills.
Brother Gan did a visual inspection, he's 1.85 meters tall, with a shaved head, tattoos on his body, and muscles all over his body. Looking at his steady heels, you can tell that he is an old boxer, and he has already taken advantage of his weight. There was no more ripples under his feet. Brother Gan smiled coldly, Damn, boxing champion Dahu, why the hell did he actually have sex with Hu? First it was Chen Hu who was lying on the hospital bed now, and then it was Dahu Zi Er from Changcheng. The two brothers Hu Zi are now the menacing boxing champion Da Hu.
That guy Dahu glared at Gan Ge for a long time, but Gan Ge didn't even blink. If this happened in the past, he could knock down his opponent with just his eyes. This is called psychological tactics. He wants to make you psychologically afraid. I feel that when you get to the boxing ring, you have no confidence and will naturally lose. However, his tried and tested psychological offensive did not seem to be effective for Brother Qian. In the end, he was defeated and turned elsewhere. But after turning his head, At the same time, he gave Brother Gan a middle finger gesture.
Brother Gang didn't flinch, and those who play hard with him are the ones who are looking for sex. Brother Gang smiled coldly at him, looked straight at him, and made an F-shaped gesture with his index finger bent in return, using his mouth. Xing Mute said "fuck", then took off his cloak in a cool and free manner, threw it down, and walked straight to the ring.
"Hey, I don't know how my brother's boxing is doing now, so don't make any mistakes..." Li Xiaomeng, who had been guarding the hospital, whispered in the corridor outside Chen Hu's ward.
"Shh... you kid, please keep your voice down! Didn't my godfather say it before he left? Sister Yan and the others can't know about this, otherwise they won't know how worried they will be..." Ouyang Cheng left quickly. He stepped forward and made a "shh" gesture, glanced at Sister Yan who was feeding Chen Hu in the ward, and whispered a reminder.
"It's not Brother Cheng, how did the boxing match go? How about I go and take a look..." Li Xiaomeng whispered anxiously next to Ouyang Cheng.
"You go and have a look? What's the point of going? Besides, you don't even know where the boxing ring is. The boxing match will be over when you find it. Don't worry, Brother Qian will be fine..." Ouyang Cheng He replied quietly.
"Grandma, I really regret that I didn't bring more brothers here. If we were at the seaport, there would be no need to suffer like this. I would just take the brothers to kill them and give them a punch!" Li Xiaomeng said and punched the wall of the corridor fiercely. He punched his fist and cursed.
"Isn't this not in the seaport? Let me tell you, Xiao Meng, our Zhongyi Hall can't be filled with uncles everywhere, but please remember, we can never be grandsons in a place where we are not uncles! Don't you still believe that Godfather Well, if a small underground boxing match could trap him, he would have died hundreds of times! Since he arranged for us to guard here, then we will guard here and don't let him have any worries. ! If godfather comes back and something goes wrong here, how do you say we should explain it?" Ouyang Cheng patted Li Xiaomeng on the shoulder and tried to persuade him.
"Hey, that's all we can do now. If those bastards take advantage of me, I won't chop them into pieces!" Li Xiaomeng sighed, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth.
At this time, an underground boxing ring located on the outskirts of Bangkok was abuzz with people, and the air was filled with bloodthirsty atmosphere. All the people, men, women, old and young, were screaming there, before the somewhat effeminate host could wait. When he was called to enter, Brother Qian lightly jumped over the guardrail of the boxing ring and entered the ring. He was naked except for the big red boxing pants, standing in the boxing ring with his upper body naked. In the middle, Xiao Ao, the Thai guy in the room.
"Huh? Oh...it seems that our little player from China is in a hurry and wants to finish the fight and go home to recuperate. He actually jumped into the boxing ring. Come on, audience, let's give him some applause for his self-awareness..." Before the effeminate host could react, Goddess had already jumped onto the ring. He was dumbfounded, but then he realized what he was doing, and quickly looked at the thin and short Godfather and joked, He thought Godfather wouldn’t do it. She understands Thai and caters to Thai people all the time.
There is no such thing as friendship first and competition second in black boxing like this. It has nothing to do with nationality. The audience only recognizes the strong one. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. They don’t care where you are from. , as long as you are passionate enough to make them happy and make money, then you are a good player. The reason why I kept laughing at Brother Qian this time is mainly because Brother Qian’s "appearance" is too bad. He doesn’t look like a boxer. , none of them are without lumps, just like a handyman, especially the black bear of Dahu, which is not worth mentioning in comparison!
"This guy is so damn funny. Does he know how to box? He doesn't even wear gloves! Fortunately, I didn't bet on him!" A middle-aged Chinese listened to the Thai guy's constant ridicule. He made a loud sound, pointed at Brother Gan on the ring and complained to another companion next to him.
"Hey, who says it's not the case? It's such a disgrace to us descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasty! Who the hell invited this guy? I'm even worse off than you. I gave him a hundred yuan out of patriotic enthusiasm. It seems like it’s going to be in vain!” His companion sighed and said with a dark face.
"Haha, you vote for him? Then you just wait to lose money! If this kid can defeat Dahu, who has won three consecutive Muay Thai championships, I'm afraid sows can climb trees!" The Chinese laughed when he heard this. He pointed at his companion and said, having already forgotten the worries just now.
"Oh, stop talking, stop talking, look, Black Bear Dahu is coming on!" His companion quickly pointed at Dahu who was walking towards the ring and shouted.
"Okay, audience friends, now show your enthusiasm, raise your hands, and welcome our boxing champion Dahu..." The host shouted loudly in his disgusting sissy voice, but he hadn't finished yet. , Dahu roared angrily, held it with one hand and threw it down from the ring. Dahu glared angrily at his godfather who was despising him on the ring, as if he wanted to eat him. I wanted to I tried to show off that I could step over like a godfather, but my body was too heavy, so I still used a doggy style to crawl over the guardrail.
"Aw...ow...beat him to death! Beat him to death!" The host's sissy words did not incite the audience's enthusiasm, but Dahu's violence aroused the audience's blood, and everyone in the boxing ring kept shouting. They were shouting, as if if they didn't beat Brother Gan to death tonight, their visit would be in vain.
More than 90% of them had bets on Dahu to win. It would be strange if they didn’t clamor! It’s a person who would bet on Dahu to win if he took a quick look at it. Obviously Brother Gan and Dahu are not in the same weight class. The one above, that is, the old man who knows the basics will bet on Brother Gan to win.
This kind of black boxing doesn't even use a referee. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. When you knock the opponent down, it's over only after the opponent is defeated. Even if you beat him to death, no one will ask! This is the rule of black boxing, naked and primitive natural selection. Survival of the fittest! I saw Dahu getting on the ring and glaring at Brother Gan, and then suddenly rushed towards Brother Gan, attacking his vital parts with both hands, and hit him with a right hook with his right hand. Brother Gan's right temple, and his left hand made an uppercut and hit Brother Gan's chin.
Brother Gan didn't dodge or panic, he just raised the corners of his mouth and curled his lips coldly, then suddenly even turned, his legs jumped onto the guardrail of the boxing ring, and took advantage of the elasticity of the guardrail to go straight to Dahu's back. Dahu kicked Dahu's bear shoulders firmly with both feet. Dahu suffered a heavy blow and fell to the ring like a dog, while Brother Qian stood firmly. In the boxing ring.
"Ah..." Dahu, as the Thai boxing champion, had never suffered such a loss. Although his shoulder was in great pain, he still gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, raised his fist and struck at Brother Gan.
The blow just now by Brother Qian was not simple. Brother Qian aimed the kick at Dahu's acupuncture points. If it had been an ordinary person, he would have been knocked down long ago. His body could not even move for ten and a half months. , but this big tiger is worthy of being the Thai boxing champion, and he is really not just bragging. After receiving this flying kick from Brother Qian, he was still able to struggle to get up and launch a second attack. Even Brother Qian was shocked for a while.
Seeing Dahu's fist that was trembling slightly due to the severe pain in his back coming to Brother Gan's eyes with the fist wind, Brother Gan didn't react quickly from the surprise, raised his hand and shook the powerful fist. The punch was deflected away, and his body moved aside.
"The audience, which had been in high spirits when they first came up, immediately succumbed after Dahu failed to attack twice. They are not those ignorant fools. You can tell from the two moves just now. The short Chinese Monkeys are far from being as simple as they seem, and they are definitely masters.
Dahu understands Brother Gan's strength better, because he has been boxing for almost ten years, and he has never been so embarrassed before, because in the past, no matter how strong his opponent was, he could always find a flaw, but today he did not find that short man at all. The other party didn't seem to care about the shortcomings of the tall man, but he was always on guard against it. Moreover, after these two blows, he suffered a long leg, and his back was aching, so he did not dare to attack rashly and was cautious. He was spinning around in circles with Brother Gan.
"Hit him! Beat him! Beat him!" At this time, the audience finally came out of the shock and kept screaming, not knowing who they were supporting.
"Ah..." Dahu obviously felt very much about this kind of cheering and encouragement. He was very narcissistic and thought it was given to him by everyone, so he immediately panicked and ran blindly towards Brother Gan. It looked like he had been injected with chicken blood. generally……