Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 403 Black Whistle
After rolling a few times close to the ground, the black bear's body slid to the edge of the ring, with the upper half of its body hanging in the air.

"He lost," Abramovich said.

The referee didn't blow his whistle.

Abu flashed to the side of the black bear, stretched out his hand from the air, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'll pull you up."

The black bear gritted its teeth, and grabbed Abu's outstretched hand with his right hand.

The moment your hands touch.

As soon as Abu exerted force with his arm, he pushed down hard, and the black bear's body was pushed down by the huge thrust and hit the ground.

"He lost!"

Abu stood up and faced the audience, and a sonorous voice sounded.

"it is good!"

There was a burst of applause from the audience.

"Grass!"

The black bear who fell under the stage got up from the ground, and after being severely humiliated by Abu, his anger surged, and he jumped directly onto the ring with a run-up.

His body just appeared on the ring.

Abu, who was standing originally, accelerated his body, ran over quickly and raised his foot to kick the black bear.

The black bear who had just stood firm before rushing onto the stage hadn't reacted yet, and was kicked down again, falling to the ground.

"Hahaha"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

"I won."

Abu turned his head to look at the referee, and said coldly: "If you don't blow the whistle, how about the two of us make two moves?"

"Chinese team, win!"

Seeing Abu's skills, the referee didn't dare to argue with him anymore, and immediately blew the whistle.

"Shit!"

Duan Shui Liu cursed in a low voice with displeasure on his face, and called another person to come on stage: "Don't let the black bear stop being embarrassing, you go up and kill him."

"Yes."

The subordinate took the order, turned on the stage, and stared at Abu with covetous eyes.

"He can't."

Abramovich stretched out his thumb towards the new opponent, then turned it down, full of provocation:

"You are even worse."

"Grass!"

The opponent cursed angrily, rushed up quickly, and attacked Abu's face.

Abu played the Tai Chi starting gesture, met the opponent's punch, and pushed the person away after easily unloading the force with a backhand.

He stood firmly in place.

"What kind of trick are you doing?!"

The opponent was pushed away with one move, and looked at Abu with a frown: "Why have I never seen it before?"

"Tai Chi!"

Abu frowned, and said with a sneer, "I don't think you're a foreigner, what's the matter? Learned karate and forgot all the tricks of our ancestors?"

"Gorgeous, useless!"

The opponent snorted coldly, rushed up again with a run-up, and launched a fierce attack.

A Bu is able to handle a task with ease, seeing every move and dismantling every move.

As the fight continued to escalate, the opponent's forehead gradually became sweaty.

Abu's Tai Chi fights are really weird, looking soft, but every time he can easily deflect his own attack.

Every time I punched, it was as if I hit the cotton, which was really aggrieved.

offstage.

Azu looked at Abu on the stage, with a trace of surprise in his eyes, and turned to look at Zhong Wenze: "Unexpectedly, he is still a practicing family."

Paused.

He said with some sincerity: "This hand of Tai Chi is perfect."

Although he doesn't know how to do it, judging from Abu's performance on the spot, he knows that Abu has achieved something in the field of Tai Chi.

Not only does it give people a good visual sense in terms of perception, but the lethality is also not weak.

"I thank you for Abu."

Zhong Wenze bared his teeth and smiled: "It's really difficult for a player who can be praised by reporter Azu himself."

"Ah."

Azu snorted coldly when he heard the words, and stopped looking at Zhong Wenze.

now.

He also had new doubts in his heart: Abu's skills are obviously good, Zhong Wenze is just a small policeman, how can he be qualified to be his friend?
"Okay, it's your turn to play."

Zhong Wenze looked at the two people fighting on the stage and made a decision.

"Is it?"

Azu frowned, not approving.

He has not yet seen that Abramovich can control the enemy with one move.

next second.

"Snapped."

A crisp sound.

Abu opened the opponent with a slap and punched him, then moved forward with his feet, and leaned his shoulders forward with strength from his upper body.

The opponent seemed to be hit by a car, his whole body flew upside down, fell to the ground without breathing, and he couldn't climb up.

Abramovich stood with his hands back and turned to look at the referee.

This time.

Without Abu speaking, the referee immediately whistled: "Chinese team, win!"

After seeing Abu's skills, the referee did not dare to have any disobedience or favoritism, for fear that Abu would be punished together with him.

The front row under the stage.

"Fuck!"

Seeing the team that had been killed and dismounted again, the Guilo executive cursed in a low voice, and spoke quickly to the assistant beside him.

The assistant quickly walked around to the rest area next to him, frowning and looking at Gushuiliu: "Is that all you guys are capable of?"

"No hurries?"

Duan Shui Liu pushed the big black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and squinted at Abu on the stage: "It's just a piece of rubbish, there's nothing to be afraid of."

talking room.

He stood up from his seat, moved his muscles and bones and walked quickly onto the ring, looking at Abu in front of him with a smile:
"Young man, it's not bad. I really let you put it on."

"However, in my opinion, you are rubbish."

"Rubbish?"

Abu also smiled: "You call me trash?"

"No, no, I'm not targeting you."

Duan Shui Liu shook his five-fifths of the traitor's head, and laughed: "I mean, everyone here is rubbish."

His voice is loud.

As soon as this word comes out.

Immediately aroused the abuse of everyone in the audience.

"Ah."

Abu chuckled, turned around and stepped off the stage directly, and he didn't feel any annoyance because of the words that the water flow was cut off.

Follow Zhong Wenze's instructions.

He just killed the first two.

Cut off the water flow.

It belongs to Azu.

"Scared?"

As soon as the referee saw Abu who turned around and stepped off the stage, he did it again, and his voice became louder, full of confidence:
"After the Chinese team saw the big brother Gushuiliu of the Royal team, they immediately stepped down and surrendered."

"Victory without fighting, this aura alone is enough to rule the champion this time!"

As he was showing off vigorously, Duan Shui Liu also proudly raised his hands towards the audience, full of the attitude of a winner.

"Damn it! What are you doing!"

"Surrender and admit defeat before you start fighting?"

"This is too rubbish!"

immediately.

Some people in the audience complained dissatisfiedly, and pointed at Abu's back, which was a bit of a keyboard man's gesture.

but.

Abu was not moved at all, he returned to his seat calmly, looked at Azu: "Little boy, it's your turn to play."

"Don't disappoint."

"Humph!"

Abu snorted coldly and reached out to take off his coat.

front row.

"What are they doing?"

Chief Superintendent Wu was looking back, his eyes also fell on Abu, he frowned and asked Mo Sir: "You beat well, why didn't you beat him again?"

He noticed just now that Abu and Zhong Wenze were together.

Originally, I thought that Abu could help get back the game, but who knew that after winning two games in a row, he would leave the game directly after two humiliating sentences.

This is even more embarrassing than losing the game just now.

"do not know."

Mo Sir shook his head, expressing that he didn't know, and then added: "But don't worry, this kid, Aze, will never disappoint."

"Have you noticed, the Azu reporter who confronted Aze at the press conference last time, won't he be sitting with Aze?"

"Judging from the way they speak, they should be gambling or something, just look down slowly."

"That's true."

Superintendent Wu shook his head with a smile, and sighed: "Look at my temper, but I can't hold my breath anymore."

"It's right to have confidence in Aze."

Mo Sir said with great certainty.

On the stage.

The referee's voice sounded again: "I declare, this game, the Royals"

"What are you announcing?!"

Azu stretched out his hand to stroke the cuff of his shirt and walked forward, with a haughty look on his face: "I didn't realize that we are going to play with another person."

with his appearance.

The eyes of all the audience in the audience fell on Azu.

"very handsome!"

"Pretty boy!"

"Oh my god, he is so handsome, yet he still wants to fight in the ring?"

"Such a handsome person has good skills, and his posture must be very handsome when he shoots!"

in the crowd.

There is no shortage of female audiences.

After seeing Azu, all of them immediately screamed.

front row.

"Bullshit!"

Superintendent Guan Wen looked at Azu who suddenly appeared on the stage, and cursed in a low voice: "Why is he here again?"

"Still going up to the ring? What the hell is he doing! It's lawless!"

"do not be angry!"

Senior Inspector Chen Guorong tried to persuade him again: "You also know about Azu's skills, maybe he just thinks it's for fun, it doesn't matter."

"What did he mutter to Zhong Wenze?"

Guan Wen also noticed him walking out from Zhong Wenze's side: "This Zhong Wenze, what the hell is he doing?"

He is no longer strict with Azu, but he is his own son after all.

In case something goes wrong in the ring, it's not what he wants to see.

now.

Zhong Wenze was looking at the ring expectantly.

He is still very curious about Azu's skill, looking forward to his true strength.

"Just wait and see."

Chen Guorong signaled Guan Wen not to be angry.

A person has already gone up, so it is unrealistic to ask him to come down at this time, and it will become the focus instead.

"You are."

The referee looked Azu up and down.

in mind.

There is still no profile for this contestant.

"Chinese!"

Azu said lightly.

He specifically said the Chinese, not the Chinese team.

But the referee defaulted that he belonged to the Chinese team: "Okay, the Chinese team sent another player!"

"Little boy, if you break your limbs in a while, don't blame me for being cruel."

Duan Shui Liu's eyes were shining, and he looked at A Zu opposite him: "You are so handsome, I will beat your face like a pig's head."

"It's too late for you to regret it now!"

"Ah."

Azu sneered, and licked his dry lips to get into the state.

Duan Shui Liu's aura was completely different from the previous two players, and Azu didn't dare to underestimate it too much.

"Game start!"

The referee shouted, and immediately retreated to the edge of the ring, for fear of being affected.

"kill!"

The smile on Duan Shui Liu's face suddenly disappeared, and after a burst of drink, he stepped on the ground and made a "da da da" sound, and quickly ran towards Azu.

For a moment.

Duan Shui rushed in front of Azu.

His right hand punched Azu's head like a poisonous tongue.

Azu raised his hand to block.

Duanshuiliu raised his right heel and kicked Azu's abdomen.

Azu's reaction was also very fast, he twisted his waist to the side to avoid it, then raised his right foot and kicked him on the calf of the broken water, kicking him away.

"Something!"

Duan Shui Liu sneered, and his moves became fiercer and faster.

Azu played steadily and steadily, without any disorder.

"not bad."

After seeing the fight between the two sides, Zhong Wenze basically had a judgment in his heart.

Although Azu said that he hadn't practiced any moves, his skills were really good, both in terms of strength and defense.

It should have been trained in frequent fights, and has sufficient actual combat experience.

The two people on the stage came and went, and the audience couldn't see the way, but at least they could see that Azu had an advantage in offense and defense, and he didn't lose the wind in the slightest.

"Grass!"

Duanshuiliu's successive attacks were blocked by Azu, his brows furrowed, and the speed of his shots became faster and faster.

On the other hand, Azu.

But his mentality was extremely stable, his eyes were fixed on Duan Shui Liu, and he noticed that his moves were getting faster and faster, knowing that he was already in a hurry.

For a moment.

Azu seized the gap when Duan Shuiliu was eager to attack, and suddenly raised his foot to kick Guanshuiliu's lower body.

The lower body of Guanshui was unstable, and the whole person fell to the ground.

did not expect.

Faced with severe pain, Duan Shui Liu punched Azu hard in the chest, rushed forward and threw Azu to the ground, clamped his right leg between his legs, and pinched Azu together.

"Grass!"

Azu gritted his teeth tightly, feeling the torque of his right leg, his hands firmly grasped the arm that was cut off from the water, and broke it forcefully.

The strength of the two sides was equal, and the scene entered a state of rigidity.

"Fall down, all down!"

"Whoever relaxes a little bit at this time will lose!"

The audience immediately became noisy.

"The scene is deadlocked!"

The referee looked at the two people who fell to the ground, and stepped forward to check the situation: "Which one of them will win?!"

"Shh!"

Gushuiliu's finger suddenly trembled, and an extra ring appeared on his finger at some point.

The buckle of the ring flicked, and the sharp surface of the ring pressed against Azu's arm, cutting directly.

"Grass your mother!"

Azu was in pain, his forehead was sweating, he looked at the broken water, and roared: "You are a fucking cunt!"

The referee blinked, looked at the extra thing in Duan Shuiliu's hand, and chose to ignore it directly, but reversed his position to help him block the view of the audience.

"Boy!"

Duan Shui Liu sneered, and continued to cut Azu's arm with force with his fingers: "If you don't want to die, then admit defeat!"

"what!"

Azu roared angrily, with his personality, it was impossible to admit defeat.

He tried to kick off the broken water flow with his feet, but his legs were clamped tightly and he couldn't move at all.

"it is good!"

The referee yelled loudly, helping to cover his eyes and ears: "The players of the Chinese team can't hold on any longer. Under the huge force of the broken water, they can't bear the pain anymore."

"I don't know when his arm was injured and bleeding, but even at this juncture, the players of the Chinese team still gritted their teeth and insisted on not admitting defeat. It's amazing!"

The referee performed the black whistle to the extreme.

In a few words, he falsified and vigorously tampered with the situation on the scene.

"Fall on the street!"

With a cold face, Duan Shui Liu manipulated the ring with his fingers and continued to draw it on Azu's arm:

"You can't beat me, surrender and admit defeat."

"impossible!"

Azu's forehead was sweating, he stared at the broken water flow with his sharp eyes, and kicked the broken water flow with both feet vigorously.

PS: Thank you Brother Frostwolf for your 1500 point reward.

(End of this chapter)