Hokage: Otsutsuki Hamura, it turned out to be my teacher

"Okay, then let's bet 1000 million US dollars. Don't you regret it if you lose?" the white man sneered, full of confidence.

"Hurry up, don't affect my eating." Su Weifeng said casually, his words full of contempt.

"Okay, just prepare the money." The white man snorted. At first, he proposed the duel to regain his face. After all, he was completely defeated in terms of money, and the defeat was embarrassing. But now his thoughts are completely The focus is on money, on the 1000 million US dollars.

The gangsters stepped forward and helped the two of them lift some seats so that they could spread out in the restaurant. Although this was somewhat against the rules of the island, the gangsters all benefited today, and this was a duel, and it was not a duel. Not a fight.They had never heard of a bet worth tens of millions of dollars. Although they had nothing to do with it, it was very exciting to witness this moment.

The white man and Su Weifeng both came to the open space. The white man shook his neck, rubbed his wrists, and jumped up on the spot, doing warm-up movements.Su Weifeng stood opposite, looking at the white man and rolling his eyes. This man is too ink-stained and will delay my meal, Su Weifeng thought in his heart.

After the white man had been active for a while, he came up with another set of empty punches. He was fighting vigorously in the open space, straight hooks, straight hooks, straight hooks, straight hooks... The white man's boxing skills were skillful. The steps under his feet were flexible and steady, which immediately attracted a lot of cheers.

"This big brother is going to be in trouble. This white man is a master. Is this a regular boxer at all? It's too bad to bully the little brother." Song Yuner shouted angrily, worried in her heart.

"Am I the big brother or the little brother? Why does this change so quickly?" Yoona's brother said with a smile.

"I want you to take care of..." Song Yun'er snorted, staring at the two people in the open space.

"This white boy is indeed very strong. Even if this Chinese boy knows martial arts, it will be difficult to take advantage of him. After all, the weight difference is too big. He is not on the same level at all." Song Yuner's brother said seriously.

"Hey, didn't this Chinese guy give you money? If you had known, I would have challenged him." A fat white man said.

"Honey, don't look at it. It's been covered in blood for a while. How can we eat?" A girl said to her boyfriend.

"I bet you one minute, this Chinese boy will fall down." A middle-aged man said with a smile.

"One minute left. If he doesn't hide, he won't be able to hold on for ten seconds." Another man also said.

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These tourists were talking one after another, but they were not optimistic about Su Weifeng. Even the waiters in these restaurants were the same. Although they were more inclined to Su Weifeng to win, this was also the good impression brought by the US dollars. In fact, they still did not believe that Su Weifeng won. .

After all, there is a huge disparity between two people standing together. Su Weifeng is about 1.7 meters and a half, while the white man is definitely over 1.8 meters and a half, or even higher. Su Weifeng weighs about 140, while this man weighs nearly [-] kilograms. There is absolutely no comparison. Whether it is weight or wingspan, this man can crush Su Weifeng.

However, Su Weifeng's employees and girlfriends are not worried. They are only worried about whether this white boy can afford the $1000 million bet.

At this time, the white man finally finished his warm-up, shook his head and looked at Su Weifeng provocatively.

Su Weifeng hooked his fingers and looked at the white man impatiently. He had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing that Su Weifeng was so arrogant, the white man didn't take himself seriously at all. He wasn't angry, but he became excited. "Good boy, even if you know how to do some kung fu, but you did the warm-up and let me take the first shot, then you don't have any chance." , the white man was happy.

The white man was not polite and rushed forward with a front hand punch. The punch was very fast and rushed towards Su Weifeng's head. Seeing that Su Weifeng could not avoid it, some girls were already screaming. , but anyone with a discerning eye knows that this jab is just a test, and the subsequent backhand straight punch or combination punch is the killer move. With this kid's reaction speed, there is no way to avoid it.

The man who guessed for 1 minute shook his head and sighed. It seemed that he had guessed wrong. How could he last for 1 minute? It might even be difficult for ten seconds.

Song Yun'er clenched her hands tightly, her nervous body was shaking a little, and she couldn't even scream out if she wanted to be careful.

Pei Ye looked at the white man pitifully. He knew that this white man was finished...

Just when everyone was guessing, Su Weifeng suddenly moved, his head moved slightly, as if he was moving his neck, and he easily dodged the white man's jab. Before the white man could react, a The mouth was slapped on his face, and the white man was sent flying three or four meters away, fell to the ground and passed out.

This was something Su Weifeng had reserved. Otherwise, with Su Weifeng's current strength, unless he met a warrior, or if he met such an ordinary person, Su Weifeng was confident that he could kill him with one slap. And this white man was obviously not a warrior, but just a human being. Ordinary people who have practiced boxing.

"Ah!" the Asian girl who was with the white man screamed. She screamed in horror and rushed towards the white man.

Song Yun'er opened her mouth so wide that she forgot to close it. She was still worried about Su Weifeng just now, but the development of this matter was too dramatic. With just one mouth, the duel was over?Just now I saw a powerful boxer being slapped unconscious with just one mouthful. It seemed like he was playing. Especially looking at Su Weifeng's calm and relaxed look, it seemed that there was not a fight at all, and the fight was Like a dead fly.

Song Yuner's brother was also swallowing his saliva. How did this kid do it? How heavy was his slap? It could knock a person unconscious. His worldview collapsed. This shouldn't be a real battle. ah.

The rest of the tourists were also stunned by the result, and couldn't even believe their eyes. They seemed to be dazzled just now, and the duel was over. Some people already regretted why they didn't record it just now, but they did use their mobile phones to record it. Yes, this will make me excited, or I have foresight.

Those who made the video were already busy posting it on Facebook, with the words Chinese Kung Fu...

"Mr. Su, your video has received over [-] views." Xiaoling said with a smile. It turned out that just when the white man started to provoke, the photographer of Dream Film and Television secretly started recording. As soon as the battle ended, It has been uploaded to various platforms. Although it has not been post-produced and looks a bit rough, it is more real.

Moreover, it was shot by a professional photographer. Whether it is the angle or the transition of the picture, it is very perfect. It can be regarded as a very successful short video.

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