Old Binny, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, raised his heart to his throat again.

The timer on the sidelines had reached two minutes and forty-five seconds. The man in charge of the timer had already started counting silently with the timer, and the mallet in his hand was also raised high. Ineiichiro gritted his teeth and stared at Luo Lie and launched a final attack. No one believed that this attack would achieve the final victory, and Ineiichiro himself had already put the hope of winning in the third round. Under this mentality, Ineiichiro's attack could not help but be a little relaxed.

Luo Lie finally waited for the opportunity!

"Look at the knife!"

Luo Lie shouted with a sudden shout, turning his fist into a palm, turning Western fist into a flying knife skill, and shooting his four fingers of his left hand as a flying knife at the neck of Teng Ichiro. Teng Yi's reaction was very fast, and he quickly retreated to the shape of iron claws to protect each other, but exposed the gap in front of his chest. However, the flying knife skill that Luo Lie practiced was to shoot left and right. After the left hand knife took action, the right hand knife followed at the same time. When the four fingers touched Teng Yi's skin, they shrank their fingers into fists and hit the weakest part between the chest and abdomen under the slashing process of Teng Yi's chest. Even though Luo Lie's fist was not hard enough or strong enough, he also hit Teng Yi's blood.

Itenichiro retreated, and Luo Lie followed suit and used the life-fighting technique taught to him by Dong Biao. He ignored his own flaws and ignored them, and only called his opponent's vitals, inserting his eyes, locking his throat, and kicking his crotch. Although these three moves are taboos in the boxing ring rules, Luo Lie used them just a trick. However, Itenichiro looked at Luo Lie red and did not dare to be on guard, so he had a lot of flaws all over his body.

"Bang--"

He avoided the straight fingers and got an uppercut on his chin.

"Ba"

I protected the throat, but slapped heavily on the cheek.

"Bang--"

The thing under his crotch was considered safe, but the flying foot swirled in the air and landed on his forehead.

Iten Ichiro staggered back to the edge of the boxing ring. At this time, there were only three seconds left before the end of the second round. The timer, who felt dazed due to surprise, woke up at this time, raised the wooden hammer in his hand again and was about to fall. The referee on the stage was also ready to end the showdown, but it was too late.

Luo Lie made a quick move and used his grasping hand to hold Itoichiro's right wrist. He twisted, pulled, and turned back. With a "click", Itoichiro's entire right arm was completely ruined. At the moment the gong sounded, Luo Lie hooked his feet, exerted force, and threw Itoichiro from the ring.

"Crazy-pa--"

Iten Ichiro knocked over several people and landed on the ground. He struggled for a few times, but finally collapsed.

The onlookers were quiet at first, and suddenly cheered, and the cheers lost their momentum in an instant. No wonder, the gambling money they had just cheered and thought about the money they lost, so how could they continue to be excited?

Old Binny was stunned at first, then jumped into the ring, and without waiting for the referee to announce the verdict, he picked up Luo Lie. "Nuoli, my hero, I can't believe my eyes..." Although Binny is old, he still has strength. He forced Luo Lie to ride on his neck, then circle around the platform, waving his arms and shouting wildly. Not only because of the successful receipt of the 1,500 dollar gambling, but also because he swept away the anger in his chest that had been in his for more than half a year.

A very small number of people who did not participate in the bet were always excited, and at this moment they also rushed to the ring to celebrate Luo Lie's victory with Binny. A small number of people who bets below one dollar also quickly emerged from the disappointment of losing money. But most people placed bets above one dollar, and even twenty or thirty people bets exceeding ten dollars. Ten dollars is not a small amount, equivalent to the half-month salary of a skilled worker. Moreover, this worker must be white. If it were black or Chinese, don't even think about it. If you can earn five dollars in half a month, you will be a high income.

For example, the big black Randall.

The ten dollars he bet on was saved up after saving for a whole year, but it turned out to nothing under Luo Lie's incredible fifteen seconds of attack. He would not have the mood to cheer for the winner. All he could have was full of regret and regret, and he just wanted to find a quiet place where no one could cry.

Randle was definitely not the only one who wanted to cry. This was the case for anyone who had bets of more than three dollars. There were many of them, and they were frustrated and resentful in their hearts, so they could only vent their losses. Therefore, the two followers of Iteichiro still wanted to jump into the ring and continue to entangle with Luo Lie, but were beaten up by the angry crowd using this as a reason. Abe's nose bridge was beaten crooked, and his nose was bleeding, dyeing his clothes red. What's more, Park's mouth was torn apart, and some heavy blood marks were scratched on his cheeks. Someone scratched his crotch. He could only cover the thing and curl up on the ground and unable to get up.

Old Binny in the boxing ring put down Luo Lie, calmly stopped everyone's fight, then stepped down slowly, and walked to Ichiro Ine. "This is the result of your own fault. No wonder others have lost to my students. I have the right to decide your future in the Kings Club. However, I don't want to make a decision so early. You should take your two assistants to see the doctor first, and come to discuss your plans with me when you recover from the injury." Old Binny said in a gentle manner, but the expression on his face betrayed him. The reason why he was not in a hurry to make a decision was nothing more than to humiliate Ichiro Ine again. Old Binny, who was so happy, took out a thick stack of dollars from his pocket, pulled out more than a dozen US dollars in denominations, and threw it on Ichiro Ine's face.

"And you..." Old Binny turned to face the rest of the club, and raised the thick stack of US dollars in his hand and said, "This is a lesson for you. Remember, although Binny is old, his strength is still there and he can still teach powerful students. Here, at Kings Fighting Club, it will always be my Binny's words that count."

At this time, someone finally recognized Luo Lie and began to whisper.

"I said how could this Noli beat Ichiro Izuiro? It turned out that he was Noli, the flying knife hero who killed one on the train and captured two robbers alive!"

"How is that possible? Isn't that Noli the star of Universal Circus? Universal Circus is in New York!"

"How is it impossible? I heard that Noli is the successor of Anliangtang. Tom of Anliangtang sent Noli to the circus just to give him more exercise and experience."

Taking advantage of this gap, Luo Lie on the boxing ring had already slipped out of the boxing ring, went to the rest area to pick up his clothes, and continued to walk away without saying a word. On the side of the road at the entrance of the club department, a car slowly drove over and stopped beside Luo Lie.

Dong Biao smiled and said, "Boy, I have to fulfill your promise tonight! Brother Biao has saved a few bottles of stuffed donkeys. Haha, if you can't be bored tonight, Brother Biao will learn to scream for you!"

"Nuoli, what's wrong with you? Do you want to see a doctor?" Alice gently stroked Luo Lie's back, looking very worried.

Luo Lie vomited twice to the toilet and smiled bitterly: "I'm fine, I just drank too much last night."

Alice complained with compassion: "Why do you drink so much alcohol? You know, alcoholism is bad for your health!"

Luo Lie stood up and rinsed at the faucet, and replied with a wry smile: "You think I want to drink so much, isn't there any way!"

Alice said in confusion: "How come there is no way? Will there be someone who forces you to drink?"

Luo Lie sighed. This question is really difficult to answer. There are obvious differences between foreign cultures and Chinese culture, especially in drinking. Most foreigners seem to be excessive in drinking. As long as they wake up, they can drink a glass at any time, no matter whether they are with them or not, and they don’t need to have a drink. But in fact, foreigners drink very modestly. Unless they are drunk, they will always stop in moderation and never be excessive. But Chinese people are different. They must drink at the dinner table, and they must enjoy themselves. Various rules on the table are emerging in order to make others drink a little more.

Dong Biao followed Alice to Luo Lie's room. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he was not very easy.

Alice's complaints did not work in Luo Lie, so she could only continue to complain to Dong Biao: "Brother Biao, you don't protect Nuoli. Look at him, he vomited so much that he would vomit out his bile."

Dong Biao shook his head helplessly and said, "Alice, you don't know. Last night, Nuoli showed great power. He killed gods and ghosts. Even my brother Biao couldn't stand it. He was drunk."

Alice widened her eyes and pointed at Luo Lie and said in surprise: "What do you mean is Nuoli who forced you to drink?"

Dong Biao shrugged and spread his hands, and said helplessly: "That's not right! Your power is amazing. Whoever dares not drink... Humph, the consequences are unimaginable!" Dong Biao was also worried that Luo Lie would leave after taking a look, making a few jokes, and walked to the door, turned back and reminded: "I asked Mrs. Zhou to make some porridge, and drink some porridge after vomiting. Don't fall asleep, wash and rinse and come over."

After vomiting, Luo Lie felt a little more comfortable. He lay on the bed and couldn't help but remember the memories of the last night when he drank last night. The stuffy donkey was really strong. After a glass of wine, it seemed like it was caught from the throat to the appetite. The weather was not cool in the summer, and the effect of this kind of strong wine made people sweat. The brothers took off their shirts and bare their arms. Luo Lie remembered that after stripping off their shirts, they made the two brothers drink two glasses with themselves under the instigation of Dong Biao, and they could never remember what happened afterwards.

"Nuoli, drink some water first. Maybe you will feel more comfortable after drinking water." Alice sent Dong Biao away, closed the door of the room, poured a glass of water for Luo Lie, and brought it to the bed.

Luo Lie took the water cup and took a few sips, but felt his belly churning again. He hurriedly covered his mouth and rushed into the bathroom.

Alice's expression was very complicated, with both pity and anger, and there was also a lot of helplessness.

Seeing that the porridge was getting cold, Dong Biao didn't see Luo Lie coming, so he simply served a bowl and brought it to Luo Lie's room. Luo Lie showed pain and smiled bitterly: "Brother Biao, let's forget about this porridge, I want to vomit even if I drink a sip of water."

Dong Biao put down the porridge, tried the water cup on the bedside table with his hands, and smiled and said, "If you drink too much this wine and vomit, the most feared thing is to drink cold water... Hey, Alice, you don't have to look at me with such a look. This is not my experience, but your mother told me."

Alice asked suspiciously, "Celina? How could she have the experience of being drunk?"

Dong Biao smiled and said, "She is the best nurse in San Francisco. Her medical experience has exceeded many doctors. How could she not have this experience? Nurse Celina told me personally that after getting drunk, regardless of whether she vomits or not, she will feel comfortable when she drinks some porridge the next day."

After hearing this, Alice stopped talking, and quickly picked up the bowl of porridge, sat down beside the bed, and fed it to Luo Lie's mouth one spoonful after another. Luo Lie took a few bites and suddenly laughed. Alice asked in confusion: "Nuoli, why are you laughing at?"

Luo Lie said: "I thought of it five years ago, and in this room, I just woke up from a coma, and Celena was like this, feeding me porridge spoonful by spoonful."

Alice smiled sweetly and said, "Nuoli, are you in love with me because of Celena?"

Luo Lie shook his head and said, "No, Alice, when I fell in love with you, I didn't know that you were Celena's daughter."

Dong Biao coughed a few times and said, "It's almost enough. Is it necessary to have a breakup in love and love? Are you not ashamed in front of Brother Biao?"

Alice replied in confusion: "Brother Biao, if you feel embarrassed, you can avoid it!"

Dong Biao shook his head, sighed, and left helplessly.

After drinking the porridge, Luo Lie felt comfortable, but his head was a little dizzy.

"Nuoli, I beg you, don't drink so much wine in the future, okay?" Alice went to the bathroom, washed the spoon, and brought Luo Lie a wet towel.

Luo Lie took the towel, wiped his face and neck, and replied: "If it weren't for the last resort, I would rather not drink for the rest of my life. The taste of drunkenness is so sad."

Thanks to Alice, he heard this. If Dong Biao was still in the room, he would definitely suffer a huge loss from him. For men, they either don’t get involved in the wine for the rest of their lives. Once they get involved, they will never get rid of it in this life unless he is not a real man of true nature.
Chapter completed!