The heartbeat may be a fear of standing in the cemetery when facing unknown, or a commotion from the bottom of the heart when you are about to kiss your lover's lips, and sometimes even a heart rhythm that cannot be explained clearly... ≦... ≦

But Richardson knew that the reason for his heartbeat had nothing to do with what was listed above, he was excited.

Back!

Back!!

Several consecutive retreats made Richardson stand up to the last of the nine stone pillars only once and then he was beaten to the stone pillar. He was strong and never stayed up late and was not a sub-healthy group. His heart began to be beaten faster, because after he improved the level of this battle in his heart, he had found an opportunity to end the battle with great care.

Of course, no one noticed this. The rich people at the scene were still shouting and scolding after forgetting their identities. Some of them had already stood up. The middle fingers and unclean words in their mouths were all about this boring match.

"Where is Gu Ke? I lost 14 million dollars here in a year. Can't he send a real man to the field?"

"Is there any security guard here? This black man ruined the reputation of the 'man world'. This is not a match between men at all. Even the intensity of women's wrestling that can conquer the audience by relying on acting skills cannot be expressed. Why no one stood up and threw him out!"

"Host, ring the bell and end this boring battle, this is a waste of our time."

"Byzantine warriors! Kill him!"

I don’t know who took the lead and shouted this sentence, but in the blink of an eye, this sentence has become a wave that has completely overturned in the underground boxing ring.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!!"

The neat roar was like a retired star shouting out his name by fans at the farewell, which shows that the rich people can no longer bear the dullness of this game.

In the same second, the Byzantine warriors in the ring were aroused by the audience's belligerent. When the blood veins hidden in the German nation completely burst out, they stepped down their fists to protect their heads and leps forward, rushed up two crazy steps, swung their long legs, which were thicker than those of the football player, and directly swept across.

According to the inertia shown by the black man in front of him, the Byzantine warrior expected that he would take two steps back when he approached, and then continue to retreat after making moves. However, this time was completely different from before. He saw that Richardson would have no way to retreat after two steps back, and this distance would just be rolled on the foot where he had the most strength.

When he took two steps, the Byzantine warriors narrowed the gap with Richardson. When he saw Richardson taking a step back without any change, he instantly swung his right leg!

The opponent must be unable to avoid it. The Byzantine warriors could think of Richardson's fear of directly facing his feet when he took the second step back.

He would definitely be frightened... so frightened that he opened his mouth and couldn't speak!

Suddenly, the scene became quiet, as if waiting for the black buck teeth to be swept away by one foot. In this case, after the audience in the first row saw the person they hated were about to be beaten and stood up, the audience in the second row also stood up when they were blocked from their sight, followed by the audience behind. At that moment, the audience in the underground boxing ring stood up almost layer by layer, as if they had heard orders from the army and stared at the battlefield.

hiss.

Richardson's right mouth cracked open, and when the muscles on his face bulged to his cheekbones along this movement, there was no surprise on the face, but there was a strange expression of smile that could only be seen on one side. On the contrary, the Byzantine Warrior had a brief short circuit, because he only saw Richardson take a step back, and his opponent had no intention of continuing to retreat!

The next second, Richardson took his left foot and took half a step forward, and once again approached the Byzantine warriors!!

This is the reason why the Byzantine warriors fell into a blank mind. He saw that his opponent was afraid of his strength, his arms were long and he kept dodging. But he didn't expect that this black man would dare to rush up in such a short time. After all, from the position just now to the next pillar, he had only experienced three straight punches. Who could quickly come up with countermeasures and dig out this trap that could only take advantage of his advantages? If this guy really had this attainment and could still live in the underground boxing world for so long, it would be impossible for him not to know him!

Who is he?

bump!

A short battle between soldiers happened. Richardson, who was shorter than the Byzantine warrior, first bent his left hand as a shield. At the same second, the four fingers on his right hand were stretched flat and punched the four fingers in the first half of the knuckles. When the right hand swung to the left, just one punch or so farther than the shape of the shield-like limb of the left hand, the Byzantine warrior swept over his legs, but Richardson attacked the inner side of the Byzantine warrior's thigh, which was extremely soft no matter how strong it was.

When the finger knuckles and the inner side of the opponent's thighs collided with each other, Richardson watched with his own eyes sink into the opponent's muscles like a wide back knife. When the sensation of solid impact came, the knuckles that were trapped in the opponent's flesh and wrapped in the opponent's body were squeezed out from the muscles that the Byzantine Warriors had tightened under the stimulation of pain.

He felt the sudden tension of the tendon at the other party's thigh, and also felt the force of a kick that could destroy anyone's muscles and bones, like a sudden power outage after a Ferris wheel rotated at high speed. Richardson completely disrupted the opponent's rhythm in the correct tactical trap.

This is the inspiration brought to him by boxing, because in addition to letting athletes feel the opponent's attack, every boxing coach will definitely make you pay attention to the opponent's pace and rhythm. After all, only those who can control the opponent's pace and rhythm will win in a real boxing ring. This is also the reason why many people have never mentioned that Tyson lost to Holyfield, that is, Holyfield is more stable and more experienced than Tyson.

"ah!!"

The scene was almost still, and the underground boxing ring was already still when the Byzantine warriors heard a painful howl and pulled the swinging leg down.

The screams and scolding disappeared; the angry middle finger was still stuck in the hands of some people; but everyone at the scene was watching this scene attentively, and some rich people watching the game behind the Byzantine warriors did not even see what was going on.

Touch, touch... Touch, touch... Touch, touch!

Richardson could feel the heartbeat that was gradually accelerating in his chest. He felt that he had won. At such a close distance, after the attack just now, he had enough preparation time to adjust his body, and could calmly put his opponent in the arms of the Byzantine warriors, almost putting it in the arms of the Byzantine warriors to launch a sandbag-like strike training. How could he lose in this situation?

However, in the second of victory, he forgot one thing, that is the ability of a professional boxer to fight and strike!

Richardson took half a step to the left. Taking advantage of this opportunity, his fists returned to their original position. When the pace stabilized, he pressed his shoulders down to the lower right. When his waist was squeezed out to the left, he pulled his right hand slightly back. He drew a half arc in the air and directly threw a hook punch at the opponent's lower abdomen!

“wow!!!”

"Just beat him like that!!!"

Doko finally shouted out. He should have shouted like this just now, but his mouth didn't keep up with Richardson's fist. In addition, the close contact between lightning only happened in just a few seconds. Doko's reaction was already very fast to shout out.

At that moment, the whole audience was quiet, only Duoko raised his hands high. At that moment, everyone on the scene was staring at the Byzantine warriors, because those who had been here for a long time knew that once the lower abdomen was hit by the opponent's heavy punch, it was equivalent to completely losing combat power...

However……

null!!!!

The second after the sound of the fist and the body came into contact, Richardson's heart was completely at ease. He swore that his fist had hit the other party's lower abdomen firmly. That punch even felt the lines on the other party's abdominal muscles.

As we all know, the lower abdomen is a forbidden area for men. The damage caused by the blow to the lower abdomen is completely different from the abdomen. If this punch is hit, it will not only cause the opponent to lose his combat effectiveness, but it is very likely that by coincidence, it will ruin the power of others and their girlfriend to enjoy the joy of fish and water.

"Um!"

In the previous blow, Richardson called the Byzantine warriors. This blow, Richardson was even more direct and punched the Byzantine warriors to shut their mouths. He seemed to hear the sound of his upper and lower teeth biting violently!

I also saw that face suddenly turned gray.

No one can understand what the pain of the Byzantine warriors feels at this time. It feels like a prostatitis patient suddenly stands up after sitting for a long time and feels tearing pain coming from his lower abdomen multiplied by 10. The over-electrical tearing caused by the force hitting the internal organs through the skin can no longer be described as pain, just like two more hands in the body pulling a certain organ with their lives, and the organ has broken in this pull, breaking inch by inch.

The Byzantine warrior bit his teeth hard to tighten the muscles of his body. Only in this way can he relieve the pain in his body. He must not let this black man attack his body freely. Kicking his crotch, inserting his eyes, and elbows in the underground boxing ring are all technical actions that conform to the rules. Once all these are implemented, the consequences will be unimaginable. After all, there are no rules on this field!

With his strong ability to resist the blow, the Byzantine warrior held his breath in pain and raised his elbow and turned towards Richardson's chin. This is a Muay Thai move. For the Byzantine warrior with long hands and feet, the Muay Thai elbow strike action can just make up for his shortcomings in close combat. The elbow strike is much simpler and faster than the boxing movement.

The hot situation that the audience kept shouting about happened under such an unexpected situation. The moment Richardson was turned on his chin by the Byzantine warrior's elbow, he had no intention of calculating the opponent's injuries. Even if the opponent stood in front of him with a pale face, he could only treat him as an opponent's ability to fight against strikes was different from that of ordinary people. After all, it is a very dangerous stage, and this is a life-and-death battle!

The moment he hit the head with a "touch" by the opponent, and suddenly shook his head to the right, the two of them had already reached a point where no one could retreat. At this time, any intention of retreating would be controlled by the opponent within the range suitable for his attack. At that time, the storm-like attack will become a nightmare. At present, whoever retreats will die!

Richardson could not avoid the elbow at such a close distance, but choosing to defend next must be a wrong decision, because it would ruin all advantages, so a counterattack became inevitable.

When he turned around, his left hand hit his elbow that had not had time to withdraw, and his right hand punched his opponent's nose without any time pulling it.

bump.

The Byzantine warrior suddenly leaned back his head and kicked his right foot back to stabilize his body. The second he threw his head back, his nose had grown a circle. He could not care about the soreness that directly hit the tear glands. The thinking in the same mode as Richardson made his hands bent and lifted from both sides, and with the least waste of time, he slapped the huge slap of his hands on the ears of the black man in front of him.

Bang!

Buzz!

The sound of tinnitus came. Richardson's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a "crackling" sound in his mind, which was like the radio was damp. Even so, he was still fighting. His left hand was not retracted and hit the opponent's elbow without retracting it and hitting the opponent's eye socket with the bone under his palm. After a "bang" sound came, he saw the Byzantine warriors swaying their heads and tilting back with a strong impact force when they shook their heads and slammed them over again. At that moment, Richardson pressed the opponent's forehead with his left hand, and another right punch hit the opponent's nose.

bump.

The Byzantine warriors were also not idle. While their heads were hit by the opponent, they raised their thick legs and pushed them directly against the opponent's crotch as Richardson stepped apart.

null.

The audience was stunned, really. The two boxers came together from the beginning to the blink of an eye and fought without saying hello and fought for their lives. The two people were unable to breathe and were quick attacks like the close battle between the villains in the movie in a big battle.

It was too fast. The speed of the two boxers had just allowed the audience to see the movement clearly. Before they could think about the consequences of that action, this flesh nd had passed. The next round was already in progress...

Wonderful, this boxing match is exciting, everyone, including Duoke, forgot how the audience should react at the beginning of the wonderful boxing match!

"Um!!!"

“f—u—c—k—!!!”

Richardson and the Byzantine Warrior separated at the same time after the last blow. Richardson hugged his lower abdomen and retreated several steps before squatting down. As soon as he squatted down, he changed from covering his lower abdomen to grabbing his crotch (boy book friends who have been attacked in the crotch should understand what kind of painful transition this is). The pain that could not help him squatted on the ground and punched the ground to vent his catharsis; the Byzantine Warriors were not much better. The blood on their nose was flowing all over their mouths and faces were covered with the soreness on their nose and the tendons on their lower abdomen made him stand there with bent down. When the nose blood dripped along the gaps of their fingers, Doko saw the huge blood shattering on the ground with his own eyes.

"This - his - mother - is the boxing match of 'Man's World'!" The host shouted in time, and then there was a volcanic eruption-like shouting and sighing in the stadium.

"This is probably the most exciting boxing match I have ever seen in my life. Fortunately, this boxing match has not been completed yet."

"Why did these two people fight make me feel a little embarrassed to watch?"

"A good Byzantine warrior, don't worry about nosebleeds, you can kill him!"

"Black man. Stand up!!"

There were people saying anything in the venue, but Richardson kept muttering: "i-ill-sun color-up!i'll-sun color-up!!"

At first, no one heard what he was calling, but as the sound became louder, almost everyone was shocked by this sentence and got goosebumps. It was a man's strong fighting spirit. Even if they didn't know where the fighting spirit came from, they were still deeply shocked.

"i'll-Sun Color-up!" Richardson stood up staggeringly, knowing why he was fighting.

"i'll-Sun Color-up!!" The wasted life in prison made him understand why time is precious. He survived through a lot of hardships from Devil Island just to see if there is a tomorrow! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!