Li Guolou saw Tarzan looking at him with a sneer on his face, as if he had not used all his strength. "Bah!" Li Guolou spat out a mouthful of blood and rinsed his mouth with water. He was full of strength. This round, he would let Tarzan had a taste of the bitter experience. Before the competition, Tarzan, who was still immersed in women's sex, was ruined. He seemed to be patrolling his own territory in the forest, swinging his iron fist to hit his chest, making sharp whistles, and arrogantly. Ignore Tarzan.
The opponent is the ape-man in the jungle, then he is the awakened lion in the great forest. In this land, the person who rules the roost should be the hero of the whole life, and he is worthy of the hardworking warrior of the Qing Dynasty.
Tarzan carried out the original plan in the boxing ring. The two rounds unfolded smoothly and did not deviate from the track. Although there were injuries to each other, he still had a bit of a peak in the scene. He was ahead in points. Li Guolou had been beaten to a black and swollen face by him. , his appearance was extremely ugly, like a green-faced evil ghost. But in the third round, he was under great pressure. His opponent attacked as fiercely as ever, leaving him struggling to cope. He was helpless, trying to dodge the opponent's iron fist.
Li Guolou's breath is long and there is no sign of physical exhaustion. He is flicking left and right, and the weeds are spreading. He is like a goshawk, circling gracefully around his opponent, and his agile steps are clearly visible. He is holding back on the left, and swaying on the right, which is both virtual and real. He derived practical routines from Chinese martial arts into boxing. He has laid a solid foundation by practicing martial arts since he was a child, allowing him to turn danger into danger. Tarzan's many changes in boxing routines were all solved by him and invisible. He did not notice it. The opponent humbly gave in to him, but he felt that the opponent was overwhelmed by him and was in a dilemma.
A beautiful left hook hit the opponent's chin firmly, but Tarzan staggered back and was about to fall. Li Guolou Yi chased the enemy bravely, took a step forward and threw another right swing , hitting Tarzan’s handsome face again.
"Ah..." Amid the exclamations, the undefeated Tarzan collapsed. Everyone couldn't believe what was happening in front of them and stood up in shock.
Even the one-eyed Jack lost the confidence he had just now, and the cigar he held between his fingers fell to the ground. The three rounds were supposed to meet good talents, and they were evenly matched, with no winner or loser, and the scenes were intertwined. What happened to Tarzan today? ?You shouldn’t be beaten so badly by your opponent even if you have some room to spare. Wouldn’t this be a disgrace to the French?
"Tarzan, stand up!" One-eyed Jack was no different from other spectators. He shouted in an anxious voice. The French hero must not lose the game in the third round.
Li Guolou walked around the ring with his fists raised, waiting for the referee with a mustache to count, "One, two, three..."
When the referee counted to the third time, Tarzan had already jumped up and waved to the audience to signal that he was fine and okay. It was just a mistake just now, so the audience can be kind.
"Tarzan, I love you!" Jenny, with tears in her eyes, was inexplicably excited and opened her arms, as if she wanted to give the power of Mother Earth to Tarzan the ape.
"Three!" Tarzan could clearly see the referee holding out a few fingers. He was awake enough to continue fighting. He had underestimated his opponent just now and was too careless. He adjusted his mentality and continued the fight to make the boxing match end perfectly. He shook He shook his head to clear his mind, what was going on? The opponent was obviously weaker than him, how could he miss and be knocked down by his opponent? Tarzan was doubtful and couldn't figure it out in his head. He forgot the most important point, Morale can change the final outcome of a war, and it was precisely because he no longer had the murderous spirit that he could muddle along with his opponents, and finally ended up being knocked to the ground by Li Guolou.
Tarzan did not understand the essence of the matter. A boxer without a strong will is not worthy of standing in the boxing ring. He still believed that he was ten times stronger than his opponent. He took a stance, waved two huge iron fists, and had a pair of blood-colored eyes, as if To devour the opponent.
Seeing Tarzan taking the initiative, the entire audience was excited. They cheered fanatically and roared at the top of their lungs, making people even crazier. The men and women of the Black Dragon Society waved their hands and relied on their agile joints to win huge amounts of money. Gambling money.
Li Guolou was immersed in the excitement of hand-to-hand combat. The man's maleness was released at this moment. This was the life he wanted, painful and happy. The stronger the opponent, the more he unleashed his body's potential. Like a leaf. The boat was rising and falling in the rough waves, and a big wave in front of him would wipe out his body. But he was still so confident, advancing and retreating freely, jumping nimbly on his two feet, no slower than the apes in the forest. Only by fighting against the strong can he do it. Being able to show his true colors as a hero, he must win this time, and he must win! Li Guolou persisted, endured, and moved in the harshest arena, and stood firm under the stormy attacks of his opponents.
"Dang!" The break bell rang at an inappropriate time. Whose life was saved? The two reluctantly returned to their respective rest areas.
Li Guolou rinsed his mouth, spit blood into the copper basin, and said through gritted teeth: "I will kill Mount Tai in the fourth round and break the bones of primitive people."
Boxing master Jack encouraged loudly: "Mike, you can do it. Attack boldly. Pay attention to Tarzan's left hook. He has degraded now. Only his left hook is still powerful. Don't be fooled by him. You are better in terms of physical strength." One chip and hold on for three more rounds."
On the other side of the ring, Tarzan couldn't hear what the boxing master was saying to him? It didn't matter to him, and he didn't need the boxing master's guidance. He had the idea of persisting for one round in his heart. He had sold his faith to money, and boxing was just Means of making money. Looking at the ferocious and confident Li Guolou in front of him, I felt so full that I had the guts to come to the United States to seek revenge from him. Otherwise, he would take a sum of money and run away, and no one could do anything to him. In fact, he has already He has lost the confidence to win the match. Even if this boxing match is not a fraud, he still has no confidence. He cannot concentrate the will to fight in his mind, only the belief not to be maimed by his opponent. Now there is a step for him to go down. Tarzan deceived himself into thinking that he was simply giving in to his opponent.
Willpower determines the outcome of a game. Two people with completely different mentality are destined to have no fierce sparks. Li Guolou waited for Tarzan's strong counterattack, but instead waited for a weak attack, and the fist he waved was so weak. After a round of combined punch attacks, he just hugged him and was lazy. A strong smell of fox smell from his opponent hit his face, making him have the urge to vomit, and his taste buds were overflowing. It was better than the stench of digging ditches in the countryside. It's almost like the cesspool in Bali Village.
Is this the heroic nature of the Western boxing champion? Li Guolou pushed away Tarzan's huge body, and some couldn't believe that his opponent used rogue tactics. In the fourth round, Tarzan was already tired. With his huge body, there was no forest. The heroic leaping ape in it? Tarzan, who is over thirty years old, is really on the decline. The huge gap in physical fitness has caused Tarzan's punching movements to be deformed.
Li Guolou was overjoyed. It turned out that his opponent was already dead, so Tarzan quit the boxing ring and worked as a bodyguard for rich people. With his little halo in the past, he was able to earn a living. The excitement was mixed with happiness, and this time he We must defeat the undefeated boxing champion of the West, defeat him completely, and defeat his opponent in a head-to-head confrontation. A ferocious attack began, with the big iron fist hitting the opponent's abdomen and face, and every punch was punched with all his strength. , hitting the opponent's abdomen and face for real. Of course, his door was also wide open, giving the opponent a chance to hit.
The iron fist hit Li Guolou's abdomen. He felt the huge impact and frowned in pain. Both sides' faces were ugly. The severe pain turned the two handsome men into devil-like faces.
Blood seeped out of the ferocious face, and hot blood flowed from the corners of the mouth, eyes, nose, and even ears. However, the attack would not stop until the opponent fell. The two red-eyed boxers clung to the crisis, regardless of the situation. Dangerous hand-to-hand combat.
Xie Liya's eyes filled with tears. She had long forgotten her family's instructions to her and screamed with all her strength. She was proud of Li Guolou's bravery. Although Li Guolou's supporters were only a minority in the audience, they were united as one. , shouting and cheering non-stop.
"Mike, take down Tarzan! We've got your back."
A group of ladies from the "Mike Support Group" now renamed the "Yeliya Women's Association" showed up, worked together, waved flags and shouted to compete with the gang of prostitutes from the Black Dragon Association. However, to a discerning eye, the coordination of the ladies of the Qing Dynasty would appear. The organization is not as good as that of a bunch of prostitutes in Little Japan. The women of Little Japan sang and danced and won the love of the male audience, but the ladies of the Qing Dynasty were wearing robes and wrapped like rice dumplings on a hot day, and they were not attractive at all. Comparing the support team, Li Guolou's side ended in a complete defeat.
But a boxing match is a decisive battle between two men. Regardless of women's affairs, the two people in the boxing ring are not disturbed by the outside world and still fight hard. Tarzan regrets in his heart that he should not have indulged in female lust and was subjected to undue demands from three people. He was seduced by a beautiful woman and almost lost his energy to death. He could lose, but still fell in front of the yellow man in four rounds. This was definitely not what he wanted. Leaving the pride of the French in the French Concession would make him regret it for the rest of his life.
Tarzan clung to the crisis, but his ambition had weakened. Just like the Third French Empire, it collapsed suddenly. The iron fist came towards us with lightning speed, and the posture of being weak on the left and strong on the right was unmistakable. .Tarzan raised his arms and blocked the incoming punch. He had strength and talent. He opened his eyes wide and saw clearly the opponent's coming. This was a duel related to reputation. Only then did Tarzan wake up and realized that he was carrying Having met the expectations of too many people, he should not destroy his image and let the stench of copper rot his soul. He must win honors and never let the people he loves down.
Tarzan has a new determination. This ambition was driven out by Li Guolou's iron fist. He was fed up with being beaten up by the yellow braided dog. This time he wanted to teach the braided dog a lesson. "Bang" the huge iron fist struck again. It hit Tarzan on the cheek, and he dodged the huge impact. The pain was nothing to him. A punch hit his ear with a "bang", and blood flowed from the base of the ear. This small injury, the Man-Ape Tarzan would only feel a little dizzy. "Bang bang!" After a heavy blow to his stomach, Tarzan bent down in pain, and the empty door in front of his face was fleeting. Tarzan, who withstood one wave after another of blows, smelled the breath of death. , walking as fast as flying to get out of the dangerous situation.
Without giving his opponent a chance to breathe, Li Guolou gained the upper hand and should use his remaining strength to pursue the enemy. Although he spent a lot of energy, he still continued to attack, and he was not willing to let his opponent win a chance to breathe. When the dawn of victory suddenly appeared, he must Seizing hope. Li Guolou took advantage of the momentum, and his fist was a gift to his opponent. A sly smile froze on his face, and the punch would not miss. The opponent's temple was hit, and Li Guolou's fist struck him. When he fell limply, he gave his opponent another blow on the chin. Both punches on the left and right were fatal blows. The person who can stand up under these two punches is Superman.
Li Guolou smiled sarcastically, looked at Tarzan who had fallen to the ground, and said loudly: "Tarzan, if you dare, stand up and fight again. I will accompany you to the end." After saying this, Li Guolou raised his hands in the air to celebrate the hard-won victory. , a bloody face that has long become distorted, looking terrifying, ugly and ugly.
But at this time, he had become a national hero of the Qing Dynasty, and no one dared to underestimate the murderous aura emanating from Li Guolou. A boxing match that was originally a high and low decision, turned into a one-sided massacre. This What is going on? Even the Cyclops Jack, who is the one behind the scenes, is confused. Like all the viewers, he is waiting for a miracle to happen. Will Tarzan, who was put to death and resurrected, create a miracle?
Many of the female audience members were filled with tears and had passed out. They couldn't believe that the invincible tough man, Tarzan, would actually fall on the boxing ring. Their illusions were shattered and the cruel reality was suffocating. Xiao The bearded referee shook his hands, looking helpless. Everything became desperate. There was a depressing atmosphere in the clubhouse. The gamblers who bet on the wrong money tore up their gambling tickets and tore up their dreams.