She doesn't want to pretend anymore

He looked at Manshu in the audience, whose face was so swollen that his eyes were almost invisible, and forced an ugly smile.

As if to say: Look, I won.

"Ah...Number 19!"

"Boxing champion! Boxing champion!"

There were constant screams from the audience, as if someone had already given Xu Wang the title of King, the underground boxing champion.

He slowly raised his fist in response to everyone's enthusiasm.

His eyes were still looking in the direction of Manshu, with a hint of youthful pride in his eyes.

"Xu Wang, be careful!" Mansu's pupils suddenly shrank.

She noticed with her sharp eyes that King jumped up from the ground and was about to attack Xu Wang from behind.

Her voice was drowned out by other cheers, and even Xu Wang couldn't hear it clearly for a moment.

But he saw the anxiety on Manshu's face and subconsciously sensed the danger.

At the moment when King launched a sneak attack, he turned around suddenly.

King's fist struck him in the face.

"what--"

Everyone in the stands watched this scene in shock.

Some female audience members even covered their eyes, daring not to watch the thrilling scene.

Manshu held his breath and bit his fingers unconsciously.

At the last moment, Xu Wang caught the punch.

There was only a "crack" sound and the sound of bones breaking.

When Xu Wang fought back, he accidentally broke King's wrist.

And he himself did not get any advantage.

King fell into a state of madness, and the two had another thrilling battle.

Finally, they both fell to the ground.

what is this?

A draw?

The audience in the audience began to cheer for the boxer they bet on, asking him to stand up.

Manshu seemed to be infected and also called out Xu Wang.

"Boss, what should we do now?" Zhu Er looked at the two people on the stage and had asked the medical staff to be ready.

Once the host announces the end of the game, the person will be carried down for rescue.

He didn't want anyone to die in the place he was watching, and he didn't want anything to really happen to Xu Wang.

"One of them will stand up eventually. Why are you panicking?" The voice in the headset was cold and a little teasing.

Fuck it will stand up.

Zhu Er cursed in his heart but didn't dare to refute his boss in any way, and even had to control his expression.

Because the boss is on the second floor, he can see everything on the scene through the surveillance.

Xu Wang hit his head three times. The blood had blurred his eyes. He looked at the lights above his head and felt dizzy. In his ears he heard everyone cheering for No. 19.

He blinked hard, trying to get rid of the blood in his eyes.

His eyes finally opened a crack and glanced at the other person on the ring.

King and Xu Wang's injuries were equally serious.

While Xu Wang was struggling to stand up, King also wanted to stand up.

The two of them moved almost at the same time, struggling to support their upper bodies.

The audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at the two people on the stage nervously.

I don’t know who will stand up first and knock the other down again.

King stared at Xu Wang sinisterly, his clenched fist aimed at Xu Wang's face.

With this punch, he wants Xu Wang to die!

Xu Wang opened his blood-stained eyes and rushed towards King before he could.

The two men knocked their heads together.

King was knocked unconscious and this time he really fainted.

Xu Wang?

He raised his bloody head and struggled to get up from the ground.

There was no mistake this time, and the host announced that Xu Wang won.

"Boxing champion! Boxing champion!"

This time, Zhu Er stood up and led the cheering.

At the same time, the person closest to Zhu Er is the one who brought King here this time.

The man had a sinister look on his face and stared at Zhu Er.

"Is Mr. Huang dissatisfied?"