Lost and Spy

Chapter 1180 The Counterattack Begins

"Damn it, you've had enough, now it's my turn!"

This, the voice Habara Koichi didn't want to hear the most!

Meng Shaoyuan!
He turned around slowly.

Then, he saw the person he least wanted to see:
Meng Shaoyuan!
He is still standing!

He was knocked down seven times, and stood up tenaciously seven times!

Habara Koichi couldn't believe it at all:

"You, can you still fight?"

Meng Shaoyuan grinned, his face was covered with blood, his right eye was black and blue, and he looked a bit hideous:

"I said, like this, I can type all day!"

Then, he walked towards Habara Hikichi step by step:

"You're tired, aren't you?"

you are tired, aren't you?

Habara Koichi is really tired, his physical strength has been exhausted.

However, Meng Shaoyuan is like a machine that never stops running and never feels tired.

"It's my turn!"

Meng Shaoyuan punches!
This is his first active attack so far in today's decisive battle!
Habara Koichi hastily blocked!

It is easy to block.

Then, he quickly counterattacked and hit Meng Shaoyuan's face with a precise punch.

However, Meng Shaoyuan smiled strangely.

Koichi Habara, you've been fooled!

Meng Shaoyuan received such a punch on purpose.

At the beginning, Xie Cairui, the boxing coach of the Hangzhou Police Academy who improved martial arts, also fell for Meng Shaoyuan.

Yu Yuanguang hit one punch at a time, Meng Shaoyuan endured such a blow with all his strength, and instead of retreating or falling, he threw himself forward.

At this time, Hikaru Habara was exhausted, and his footsteps and reactions had become seriously sluggish.

Meng Shaoyuan, the counterattack begins!
Muay Thai, knee kicks!

History repeats itself again!
Back then, Xie Cairui was hit in the crotch by Meng Shaoyuan's knee strike. Now, the target has changed:

Habara Koichi!

The severely delayed reaction made it too late for him to make any response!
With a scream, he was hit accurately in the crotch.

Xie Cairui was hit in the crotch at that time and could still try to fight back.

But what about Habara Koichi?
Almost collapsed, he has no ability to resist!
Meng Shaoyuan, strike back!

Western boxing... doesn't seem to be... Bajiquan... It doesn't look like...

Fuck it, whatever punch it is!

Meng Shaoyuan bowed left and right, and his fists landed on Habara Hikichi's face one after another.

Just like Yu Yuanguang beat Meng Shaoyuan not long ago.

How could Habara Koichi survive such a punch?

Just when he was about to fall, Young Master Meng was called a bad guy.

He grabbed Habara Koichi, and then another:
Knee shot!
Or the crotch!

The taste of a man's crotch being hit twice in succession...

……

The wild shouts resounded through the audience again, and the roof was almost toppled over.

The difference is that this time it was the Chinese who burst into cheers!
Everyone was screaming desperately there, cheering desperately.

Some people shouted hoarsely.

Even the old man Jinghu cheered loudly like a teenager.

Li Zhifeng roared again and again, and Qi Xuezhen screamed and jumped.

Wu Jingyi also clenched her fists.

Master, come on!
kill him!
……

"I cheated on your grandma! I cheated on your ancestors!"

Meng Shaoyuan rode on Habara Koichi's body, punching one after another:
"You hit me? How dare you fucking hit me!"

Habara Koichi just lay there upright, letting the opponent hit him.

His eyes were swollen and his face was cracked.

In fact, at the end, Meng Shaoyuan was really exhausted. He was not an iron man after all, and his strength was exhausted.

The fist that landed on Habara Koichi didn't have much strength.

But he is still fighting.

He was waiting for something to appear!

……

Nagashima wide-eyed.

what happened?
Obviously he had the upper hand just now, Meng Shaoyuan was about to be beaten to death, why did he turn upside down in the blink of an eye?
"It can't be done, Habara-kun can't do it!"

The people around him screamed in panic.

Nagashima Hiroshi subconsciously grabbed the white towel.

Throwing out means surrender.

Koichi Habara's surrender.

The surrender of the Japanese Empire.

"Look, look, Meng Shaoyuan is crazy!"

……

Meng Shaoyuan was really out of strength.

I have no strength left.

He suddenly bit Habara Koichi's left ear.

Sometimes, Meng Shaoyuan was really a lunatic.

That time, he bit Xie Cairui's neck.

Now, he bit Habara Koichi's ear.

Habara Koichi didn't even have the strength to scream, he could only wriggle there.

At this moment, something suddenly flew and landed on the ring,

That is, a white towel!

……

"The opponent has surrendered, stop, stop!"

Geist hurried forward and grabbed Meng Shaoyuan.

However, Meng Shaoyuan still bit Habara Koichi's ear firmly!

……

"Win! Win!"

"We won the battle, the Japanese surrendered!"

The audience roared with cheers!
Vented loudly and hugged each other.

Some Chinese even embraced each other and wept.

After the fall of Shanghai, the grievances of so many hours were finally completely released at this moment!
Win, China wins!
Win, Meng Shaoyuan won!

Look, look, those twenty Japanese, all bowed their heads in silence!

You see, you see, the Japanese who were arrogant and domineering before finally lowered their heads!

You see, you see, the Chinese are cheering, that's the cheering that only winners have!
China, win!
If the arena is won, can the victory of the War of Resistance be far behind?

……

Geist and the two strong men rushed to the ring, and it took a lot of effort to pull Meng Shaoyuan up.

In Meng Shaoyuan's mouth, there was still a piece of...

ear!

That was Habara Koichi's half ear.

"Pooh!"

Meng Shaoyuan spat out the ears in his mouth.

His vision was blurred, and his consciousness began to gradually become blurred.

He saw a lot of people shouting something there.

He saw a lot of people running onto the ring.

That's Wu Jingyi?Qi Xuezhen?Joshua Lee?
Seems to be.

Meng Shaoyuan could no longer see clearly.

All he wanted to do now was to collapse and get a good night's sleep.

Li Zhifeng and Wu Jingyi rushed over, holding Meng Shaoyuan one by one.

"We won?" Meng Shaoyuan asked vaguely.

"We won, we won, sir, we won!" Li Zhifeng cried with joy.

"In the future, whoever asks me to fight in the ring will kill his whole family." Meng Shaoyuan said with all his might.

"Well, let's not fight in the ring anymore, never again."

Blood had already covered Meng Shaoyuan's eyes, he glanced at Qi Xuezhen and opened his mouth.

Qi Xuezhen nodded vigorously, as if to say:
Teacher, I know what to do.

"Go home, go home."

Meng Shaoyuan murmured.

"Go home, let's go home."

Wu Jingyi hugged him tightly, and then said in a very low voice next to his ear:

"You, go home, can you still eat grapes?"

Can you still eat grapes?

Meng Shaoyuan laughed:
"I, of course..."

Then, his body limply and slowly slid down.

……

This decisive death on September 1939, 9 was Meng Shaoyuan's first fight in the ring.

It was also the only time in his life that he stepped onto this damn ring!
(Yesterday, I saw a reader in the book review area asking me to ask whether the Lonely Swordsman still writes history. I asked on WeChat, and the swordsman replied that the lower part is history. I found that I am not only writing a book, but also asking about it, quack If you want to ask any questions about military history authors in the future, as long as I know them, I will help you.)
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