fight?

Can Drought Chief be afraid?

He is a dead body!

Jiang Ning and Wu Luan stood aside as if watching a play.

On the other hand, Lin Yunfeng, who was opposite, had a fierce look on his face and said to Lin Wenhu: "Third uncle, you must not let that little bastard named Jiang go by today."

Lin Wenhu smiled evilly and said, "Don't worry, none of them will get out alive today."

After saying that, he turned to look at the muscular black boxer.

"Nick, go and beat him to death!"

The black boxer known as Nick gave a ferocious laugh and fixed his eyes eagerly on Han Kui.

The most powerful thing about Nick is his double fists.

In the black market boxing arena, he is called: Iron Fist.

He once had 48 wins, 44 KOs, and an impressive record of beating people to death in more than a dozen games.

On the opposite side, Han Kui stood motionless.

Wearing a baseball cap, he stood straight and straight with a pair of dead gray eyes without any emotion.

Take action!

call!

The black boxer struck first.

One punch.

The terrifying punch, which weighed several hundred kilograms, hit Han Kui with a terrifying strong wind when it was thrown out.

Hankui didn't block or avoid him at all.

No matter how hard the black boxer hit him, he punched me hard.

when!!

There was a crisp sound, and the black boxer felt his heavy fist hit the iron plate.

A burning pain came from his fist, his face changed slightly in pain, and he looked at Han Kui in shock.

"How can it be?"

"Why does this guy's body look like a steel plate? No! It should be said that it is harder than a steel plate?"

The black boxer was stunned for a moment.

Hankui was still as motionless as a stone.

Even his feet were rooted to the ground, even after receiving such a severe punch, they still didn't move at all.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wenhu over there couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"What the hell?"

"Nick's iron fist hit that guy, why didn't the guy feel anything?"

Seeing Han Kui motionless, he didn't even fight back at all.

The black boxer roared angrily and struck with both fists again.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Punch continuously.

Punch, uppercut, straight punch!

In every punch, the black boxer used 100% of his strength.

But these heavy punches rained down on Han Kui, and Han Kui remained motionless.

The only thing that could be heard was the sound of "clanging crotch" coming from his body.

It's as if his body is not a physical body, but a vajra.

At this moment, the black boxer finally stopped.

Ha ha ha ha!

On the other hand, Jiang Ning next to him laughed heartlessly.

He looked at the black boxer with a smile and said: "Hey, Old Hei, are you dumbfounded? Are you confused? Now you know the strength of my Han Kui?"

The black boxer seemed to understand Jiang Ning's taunting words, roared angrily, and pounced on Han Kui again.

"Hankui, it's time to take action, torture him!"

As Jiang Ning finished speaking, Han Kui uttered one word in his hoarse voice: "Yes, Master!"

Then, his deathly gray eyes raised and focused on the black boxer.

The black man's fist, which was like a broken bamboo, came towards him.

Han Kui stretched out a big hand out of thin air, and with a bang, he directly grabbed the black boxer's fist.

The black boxer was subconsciously startled and threw another uppercut with his left fist, trying to break free from Kai Hankui's restraints.

But as soon as his fist fell, Han Kui suddenly grabbed his other fist.

Facing his own fists, both of which were clenched, the black boxer just wanted to sweep them away with his legs.

But Han Kui suddenly exerted force on his hands.

An indescribable force was heard, and the black boxer's arms were directly twisted and deformed.

Click!

He was beaten into an S shape by Han Kui!

The sound of cracking bones reached the ears of everyone present.

A shrill scream of pain came from the black boxer's mouth.

Han Kui flew out with a kick and kicked the black boxer away.

Looking at the black boxer who fell to the ground and screamed miserably, Lin Wenhu's expression immediately changed at this moment.

Even the foreign boxers around him had mutinous looks on their faces.

After all, they all know that although Nick is not the strongest boxer on their side, he is still ranked among the top.

But now?

He couldn't even resist a move in front of that big guy?

This is incredible!

"Han Pi, keep coming!"

"Didn't you just clamor to kill me?"

Jiang Ning looked at Lin Wenhu with a smile.

Lin Wenhua's face looked extremely ugly.

He never imagined that the Han Kui beside Jiang Ning could be so terrifying?

"Come on, you guys, kill that bastard for me!"

Lin Wenhu said to the foreign boxers around him.

Although these foreign boxers are all desperadoes, they are all a bit weak when facing Han Kui.

"Whoever can kill him, I will reward him with five million!"

When Lin Wenhu saw that his boxers were motionless, he couldn't help but offer a heavy reward.

Five million per export.

Each of these boxers became jealous instantly.

Originally, they were doing black boxing just to risk their lives for money.

Now seeing five million, of course they are all jealous.

superior!

The remaining foreign boxers all surrounded Han Kui.

When Wu Luan saw so many boxers smelling Han Kui, he couldn't help but said: "It smells shameless, so many people bully Han Kui? Young Master, do you want me to go up and kill them?"

Jiang Ning waved his hand and said, "No need! One Hangui is enough."

After hearing this, Lao Wu said "oh".

Then, the battle begins.

Several foreign boxers pounced on Han Kui like tigers.
To be continued...