Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 131 The Ferocious Foreign Devil
On a cruise ship in the ocean, a group of men and women were shouting wildly around a ring in the cabin.

Two brawny men were bare-chested, swinging their fists desperately on top.

Both of them had fierce expressions on their faces, punching to the flesh, and the other's face was painted with color.

Blood splattered all over the ring, but the two still didn't stop fighting.

This is a black cruise ship, with a casino on top and an underground boxing ring below, where black boxing is used.

After a game, they are often either dead or disabled.

If someone was killed, the boxer was tied with stones and thrown into the sea.

For the spectators around, looking for it is a thrill.

They bet on these fighters, and they can sign up to be fighters themselves.

As long as you win a game, you will have a bonus of 10 yuan.

If you won the champion of the night, you can also have an extra reward of 100 million if you persist in more than ten challenges.

Usually people's physical strength is limited, and they are injured all over after one fight, how can they last ten games.

So far only a few people have taken 100 million.

Two young men were sitting on a soft seat, with two beauties in their arms, laughing and pouring beer into their mouths.

A young man with a western face, a 1.9-meter tall brother, with flesh all over his body.

He stared at the ring, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Lin, I want to try in the ring!"

The corner of the Westerner's mouth twitched, his face full of expressions of eagerness to try.

The young man from the east smiled, "Okay, I'll get someone to sign up for you!"

He waved his hand to a black-clothed bodyguard beside him, and the cell phone in his arms suddenly rang.

He picked it up, and immediately there was a coquettish shout from inside, "Cousin, where are you?"

"Playing outside, who are you?"

The young man yelled.

He said to her face, "I'm Lili, your cousin. You have no conscience, you just forgot about me after only a few years."

The young man laughed, "Lili, who am I! Where are you? How do you know my phone number?"

The opposite said, "I'm at your house. My aunt gave me the phone number. I need your help with something. When do you have time?"

The young man smiled, "Tomorrow, I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow, let's talk slowly when we meet!"

"Okay, see you tomorrow!"

The other party was happy and hung up the phone together.

The young man looked at his phone and added a note to the number, cousin.

He is none other than Zheng Fang's son, Lin Jiahui.

This time he came back from the United States, and he brought a good friend, that is, a Westerner by his side, Marcus.

The two met on a dating site.

As soon as they met, they shared similar interests, so they got mixed together.

Marcus served in the US Marine Corps in his early years, and then went abroad as a mercenary for several years.

Lin Jiahui was fascinated by his masculine aura.

After a match in the ring, Marcus swung his arms and went on stage amidst the shouts of the host.

His opponent is the champion of this field, a muay thai master who has held on for five games.

After the two stood up on the ring, the referee briefly explained the rules.

The rule here is that there are no rules, but if the opponent admits defeat, he must stop immediately.

Marcus moved his wrist and shook his index finger at his opponent.

This was a disrespectful gesture. The ring master glared, and the little Hei was full of murderous looks, and bared his teeth at Marcus and roared.

People on the field bet one after another. Of course, Lin Jiahui bought Marcus to win, and once he bought it, it was 100 million.

The odds are one to two for Marcus.

The odds are one to one.

Even so, many people present still chose to buy the champion to win.

After all, his muay thai is sharp, and he has won five games in a row, usually by KO opponent within three moves.

After the betting is over, the referee waves to announce the start.

The ring master jumped up and threw his fist at Marcus.

With a sneer, Marcus' tall body didn't know what to do. When the distance between the two was one meter, his right foot suddenly stepped out, and at a tricky angle, he swung his right fist and smashed at the throat of the challenger. .

There was a bang, a very simple action.

The leader's Adam's apple clicked, and Marcus punched it in. He leaned back and rolled on the ground.

There was a moment of silence on the court, and then a cry of surprise broke out.

After watching the game for so long, I knew it was going to die, but I never saw it.

This time, seeing it with my own eyes was simply too shocking.

Marcus shook his head, chuckling disdainfully.

The referee stretched out his hand to test the breath of the ringleader, his brows were frowned and he was lifted immediately.

These players were actually arranged by the sponsors behind them.Whoever the benefactor lets win wins.

As soon as Marcus came out, he disrupted the rhythm of the field.

The gold master rearranged people to go up, and each of these fighters had a fight with Marcus, with black muscles all over their bodies, and they looked very sturdy.

The host began to introduce on the big screen, "The following is the 32nd stage of our ring, Lei Zhen. He has practiced Bajiquan since he was a child, and he has trained a whole body of steel and iron. He is known as the 'Iron Fist Thunder God'. He and Let us wait and see what fierce collision this new champion will have..."

Marcus looked at Lei Zhen and shook his head and smiled, but still shook his index finger with a look of contempt.

Lei Zhen frowned, and when the referee called the start, his feet trembled, and he punched Marcus straight up with an octagonal punch.

A muffled bang can be heard on the field, it is the sound of internal strength erupting from Bajiquan practiced to a certain level.

Marcus waved his hand and grabbed Lei Zhen's fist.

Lei Zhen frowned, his fist was grabbed by Marcus, and he couldn't pull it back for a while.

"how is this possible!"

He yelled in surprise, the strength of his fist was melted away by Marcus.

"Huaxia people, you are too weak!"

Marcus smiled coldly, twisted his right hand, and smashed down his left hand at the same time.

There was a click, and Lei Zhen's arm was smashed in half with a punch like a firewood stick.

Lei Zhen screamed, stretched his arms, gritted his teeth, and kicked him with his legs.

He lifted his hand up, and with the same move, he swung his right fist and smashed it down at Lei Zhen's leg.

With a bang, Lei Zhen's right leg was immediately abolished.

The people around were all troubled when they saw Lei Zhen's trip to the ground, and they all fainted.

Marcus raised his foot, still wanting to make a killer move.

The referee hurriedly stopped him and asked Lei Zhen to be carried down.

After winning two games in a row, the audience around couldn't stop cheering.

The gold master frowned as he watched from behind, but he didn't expect a loach to pop out suddenly, which caught people off guard.

He gave instructions to an old man in Tang suit beside him, and the old man came out from behind with his hands behind his back, beckoned the referee to arrange other fights first, and called Marcus to the backstage.

In this kind of place, if there are people fighting, there must be people watching the scene.

The old man is just a watcher, usually he doesn't make a move easily, but he is a first-class master.

Seeing them entering a room, Lin Jiahui stood up anxiously, not knowing what they were going to do to Marquis, and followed them with his bodyguards.

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