The best prodigal son

Han Feng really didn't expect that this boxing arena really wanted to put the boxers to death. Even if it was a kind of arena that is more for viewing, it wouldn't put such a dangerous thing, would it?

Those arenas are all supported by scripts, but the boxing arena here is a sincere fight every time!
Never die!

"Boy, have you seen those blades? Don't worry, the thin monkey will throw you off the stage to let you feel the thrill of death."

Ye Falcon's voice was wildly slow, and his expression was contemptuous, as if crushing a thin monkey to death was as easy as crushing an ant.

The thin monkey looked at Ye Falcon indifferently, and rushed straight with both feet, clenched into fists, as if a cheetah had suddenly appeared in front of him, and straightened his iron fist to greet Ye Falcon's head without any tricks.

Fast, accurate, hard.

There were no fancy movements, just a punch, but it was just a punch, and the speed was so fast that Night Falcon couldn't react.

With a scream, the Night Falcon flew upside down like a kite that was unthreaded and rolled on the ground.

The scene was full of boos, and everyone looked at the thin monkey in surprise.

No one wanted to believe that this man who looked so much thinner than Night Falcon actually knocked Night Falcon down with just one punch!
"Okay!" Han Feng, who was sitting on the seat, was now also aroused with emotions in his blood, and clapped his hands for this.

Night Falcon shook his head, got up from the ground, his face was full of anger, cloudy and sunny, and his grin was funny, "You want to die."

After finishing speaking, Night Falcon rushed towards the skinny monkey like a mad cow. Its huge body was as tall as a black iron tower, and its thick palm swung to take a picture.

The thin monkey turned his head away, grabbed his wrist easily, a trace of violence flashed in his eyes, and then turned around and threw it away.

The scene is like a gray comedy that doesn't violate the harmony, which makes people dumbfounded. The two-meter-tall strong man, Ye Falcon, who has long been famous in underground boxing, is thrown flying by a newcomer.

It's like an adult being beaten into the air by a child, completely unbelievable to see the facts.

But the spectators are still spectators, and the roar of the eruption is like overlapping waves, which is even more violent.

The huge screen presents the fighting scene between the skinny monkey and the night falcon. The real hand-to-hand combat brings them the most primitive excitement and shocks everyone's eyes.

Moreover, isn't such a reversal plot much more interesting than a unilateral massacre that already knew the result?

Skinny Monkey had to admit that Night Falcon's fighting ability was indeed strong, but it was not impossible to deal with it, but it was more difficult to deal with than other types of opponents.

The skinny monkey kicked Ye Falcon's calf with a whip, kicked him out of the air, and immediately bent over and bent his legs and rushed forward, with five fingers like claws clasping Ye Falcon's throat, with a smirk on his face.

Ye Falcon's pupils widened, and he looked at the thin monkey in a panic, fear spreading from all over his body and swallowing him.

The thin monkey felt the blood boiling in his body, and as if the sleeping beast was about to wake up, with murderous intent in his heart, he dragged Night Falcon's body and rushed to the iron chain.

Night Falcon trembled and looked ashen, looking at the thin monkey beggingly with frightened eyes.

The thin monkey licked his lips and smiled evilly, his arms erupted with great strength and lifted him up high, his cold eyes stared at the night falcon like two points of cold light.

"Drop it, drop it."

"Kill him, kill him."

The voice full of killing intent kept surrounding the thin monkey's ears, tempting, teasing, and attracting the thin monkey.

"Don't! Don't!" Han Feng is clenching his fists tightly now. Of course it's a good thing for the thin monkey to win, but he doesn't want to see the dead happen in front of him.

Under everyone's gaze, the thin monkey gradually let go of Night Falcon's body, like a beast opening its bloody mouth to swallow Night Falcon into its stomach.

The cold tip of the knife pierced Night Falcon's body, and the shining dagger blade seemed to be painted, red and chilly, with the intestines and liver exposed.

No one showed pity, and besides indifference, there was excitement on everyone's face.

Han Feng felt half cold in his heart now, this was the first time he had seen such a bloody scene, he felt something churning in his stomach, and he was about to vomit it out.

Haifu'an now has a calm expression on his face, after all he has seen this kind of scene a lot.

Regarding Han Feng's current performance, Hai Fu'an didn't make any comments, just looked at him and smiled softly.

"An unexpected ending. I didn't expect Ye Falcon to be killed by a newcomer. Let us congratulate Shouhou for becoming the new champion."

The host had a smile on his face. Shouhou's performance not only surprised him, but also brought him a lot of income from the underground boxing match.

After all, Shouhou is just a rookie, and no one knows whether Shouhou can fight, so almost everyone present is betting on Night Falcon to win.

But now, Skinny Monkey has killed Ye Falcon, which means that the boxing ring will swallow a lot of money.

The thin monkey clenched his fists, raised his eyes to look at the audience, licked his lips and grinned grinningly, the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to make people terrified.

The host saw that Shouhou had no intention of stepping down, and thinking about Shouhou's performance before, he couldn't help adding fuel to the flames, and said loudly, "Are there any other clients who want to let their own fighters go on stage to teach newcomers a lesson."

Silent.

Everyone began to calm down. Some spectators who lost money were going to contact their boxers, while spectators who made money were thinking about how to bet on this fight.

The thin monkey stood on the iron platform and looked around coldly. As a newcomer to the boxing ring, he needed a lot of fights to establish his prestige.

On the audience stage, a middle-aged man stared at the thin monkey, with a hint of joy and excitement hidden under his surprised expression, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, edited and sent a message, and then called the host.

"My boxer still needs to wait for a while, can you wait for a few more minutes?"

"Okay, no problem sir, I think everyone here wants to see a more exciting performance, and I also hope that the next game will be more thrilling."

The host looked at the middle-aged man with a smile on his face, and clapped the microphone in his hand to signal the thin monkey to rest for a while.

Han Feng felt that he was almost retching, so he returned to his position and drank a glass of wine to make himself a little more comfortable.

"Mr. Han, do you think this punch is good?" Hai Fu'an looked at Han Feng and smiled softly, with an unpredictable smile on his face.

"It's pretty." Han Feng looked at Hai Fu'an and forced a smile, "But is it really okay to have a private fight like this?"

Han Feng really couldn't believe it would be such a scene here, and he couldn't imagine that it would be such a bloody and barbaric place.

Moreover, the man in front of him completely treats other people's life and death as a plaything, this is unforgivable!