Chapter 373

I rubbed my eyes and looked over there carefully. Yes, Secretary Zhang did put a hand on dream's shoulder!

And from the dream is still focused on the stage, no response!

What's the matter?

Linked to just by dream for Secretary Zhang wipe sweat scene, then at this time of the open ambiguous move, I almost collapse!

Don't you

Don't you

In my heart, I quickly made all kinds of guesses.

At this moment, if I'm not standing on the stage, I have to rush over and "eat" Secretary Zhang! But how can the pain in my heart be relieved? My heart, almost in a moment, chaos!

Of course, Mike won't let me go. Just when I was in a state of uncertainty and wondering whether I was right or wrong, a heavy punch hit my head crazily. When I realized the danger and wanted to dodge, it was too late. My nose was hit, although not to be interrupted by the bridge of the nose, but a wave of moisture quickly filled the nasal cavity, I used my hand a sip, the hand was covered with blood. To be exact, under my slight Dodge, Mike's punch on my nose was not too strong, but I was born with a weak nose and a love of bleeding. The nose was the biggest weakness in my organs. Therefore, the occurrence of this bloodshed immediately shocked the leaders and comrades of the stage. Director Qi frowned and sighed under the stage. From the dream also worried about the appearance, involuntarily went forward a step, the corner of the mouth do not know what to say softly.

However, the scene just now is still evolving. When I touched the dream again, Secretary Zhang's hand appeared behind the dream again!

It can be seen that Secretary Zhang is deliberately angry with me!

Why, why? His triumphant appearance stuck in my heart, making my anger rush to every corner of my body again.

To be honest, I really want to rush out of office. Chaoyoumeng and Secretary Zhang ask about it, or even "eat" Secretary Zhang, so as to understand his spirit. The ambiguity between Secretary Zhang and Yu Meng made me unable to devote myself to the confrontation with Mike.

How can I settle down? My girlfriend has been robbed!

Of course, Mike found out my uncertainty again, so he continued to look for opportunities and launched a fierce counterattack against me.

I clenched my fist, and my anger turned into an invisible force. I tried to temporarily transform my hatred for Secretary Zhang into Mike. At this moment, every cell in me seemed to be activated, and every nerve reached the designated battle position.

I want to vent, I want to vent the anger in my heart, which is getting stronger and stronger. Seeing Mike's fists and feet come down like raindrops, I didn't mean to dodge at all, but to block the attack with all my strength.

I don't feel the pain in my arm. I have only one belief now: to burst out anger on the stage!

When people are angry, their fighting spirit is quite strong. All the dangers, all the pain, are no longer important, it is important to vent, vent the anger in the heart, vent the boundless pain in the heart!

To a certain extent, Mike became my "lovelorn" replacement. I'm like a tiger going down the mountain. I don't wait for Mike to react, but I dare to attack. I think of Mike as my rival. I want to beat him as fast as I can! I almost lost my mind, and the picture I just saw was repeated in my mind. Grief and anger sprang out of my heart and turned into an irresistible force. Just so-called, the best defense is to attack. The more fierce I attack, the less Mike's fighting will be. He will not only hurt the other side, but also save his strength. Even though I put the defense aside and just went crazy, Mike never hit me again.

I believe I'm going crazy at this moment. The strength of fist exceeds the previous limit. It's as fast as lightning. It blooms on Mike. He doesn't have any chance to fight back.

I think it's a little bit more pleasant for him to get lost!

The cheers and shouts under the stage are continuous, just like the movie has entered * *, which is exciting.

My fist hit Mike on the chest. Although it can cause some trauma to him, it's not so obvious. After all, Mike's fighting ability is quite strong, and his chest and abdominal muscles are very developed, so I realized this after the attacks. After all, it's hard to beat Mike if he attacks like this. At best, he's just injured.

Under my disorderly fist attack, Mike gradually found his way and increased his protection.

I changed the direction of the attack and began to use the diagonal straight to attack Mike's head. After all, Mike is much taller than me. Only when his fist hits him obliquely can he hit him in the head.

When the fist is tilted, the strength will be greatly reduced. There was no obvious discomfort when he punched Mike in the face. I just jumped up and punched in the air. At first, Mike was able to dodge, but I got braver and braver, and my fists went out faster and faster, so that I could go with them.

When I succeed in boxing in the air, Mike can't help but "ah" a sound, body tilt 30 degrees.

Take advantage of the victory, and one punch after another burst out in Mike's face.

Mike was hit hard one after another, and finally had to hold his head for protection, but I couldn't let it go. I remember a few fast legs, hitting Mike in the abdomen.

The third foot, very powerful, kicking Mike tilted backward!

Venting in anger does work, and it's nice to beat people. At this time, Mike didn't know what was going on. He had become the victim of my "lovelorn" and the substitute of secretary Zhang!

I'm crazy. I don't care about the rules any more. I'm just like a fist and foot greeting.

Poor Mike, there's no more strength. I'll hook it again and hit him on the cheek. This fist concentrates all the strength of my body.

Mike tilted to the ground again. When he got up again, his face was already full of cyan and bruise, and the corner of his mouth began to bleed. I don't know if it was a broken tooth or a broken cheek.

His body was shaking, and his arms, which were raised in front of his chest, were beginning to shake.

I clenched my teeth and turned my body. Then I kicked him in the face.

Mike fell to the ground again.

So many times, Mike's face is full of blood, where does he still have the air just now? There was no more anger in his face.

He no longer has the defensive ability, even the posture of the parry can not be put out.

On the rostrum, the US staff asked for a truce by the director general. However, the director agreed. He called director Qi and said, "almost. Let Zhao long not break Mike, or how can we deal with Mr. President?"

There was also a very deep smile on ChuChu's long face. He turned around and seemed eager to enjoy the scene of American guards being beaten again. So his steps were not fast, until he reached the ring, he deliberately paused for a moment, pretending to be looking for the whistle.

On stage, I still can't control the abuse, and my fists and feet keep blooming on Mike.

I think I'm crazy; I think if it's not Mike standing on the stage, but Secretary Zhang dengqiang, then he will be worse than Mike!

A whistle sounded, which was still unheard of to me. I grabbed Mike's collar, and a cross hook punched him. Mike fell down, spitting blood out of his mouth, spraying it in the air and splashing me all over.

Mike fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

I rushed forward and used kicks, elbows and other techniques to further attack the world. I think at this moment, everyone must have regarded me as a devil as a devil! But I like it. I want to vent. I want to vent. It's not that I'm not calm enough or violent. It's that the scene just now tore my heart and made me angry too much. Originally, I went to the security company to be a security guard under all kinds of pressure. I lost my love, even all the glory and brilliance. For the sake of the country and the Swat Bureau, I admit But Zhang dengqiang's son of a bitch took the opportunity to rob my lover of my dream! Zhang dengqiang was my comrade in arms and my superior. I can give anything else to him, but only love, only dream, impossible, absolutely impossible! I can't give it to him!!!

He robbed my dream, I want to beat him a life can not take care of themselves!!!

He robbed my dream, what should I do in the future?

He robbed me of my dream. I am really going crazy at this moment!

No one who has never been lovelorn will not experience this kind of strong and sour feeling, that kind of heartrending feeling, especially like cutting with a knife, is better than cutting with a knife.

In this case, where can I have reason?

Obviously, Mike has become a substitute for me to vent my pain. He is innocent, but he should fight!

I felt a bit of comfort in his unbridled beating. The feeling of venting let me temporarily cover up the pain of lovelorn, but I know that all this can not be so easily ended!

I will never allow anyone to rob my lover and my dream.

From dream, she only belongs to Zhao long!!!

I think a lot in my heart, and anger has become a fierce fist and foot in Mike.

Where is it still playing? It's just killing people!

I think my barbarism must have shocked everyone on the stage, so my goal has been achieved! I just want everyone to know that I am a devil, I am a devil!

I am a madman crazy for love!

The representative of the US side on the rostrum, seeing such a bloody scene, could not help but start to scold: "what is this, is this a competition, is this a competition, is this a desperate effort!"! No, no, no, stop, stop, let that crazy guy stop. If Mike has any advantages or disadvantages, I will represent ZF of the United States to investigate the responsibility of ZF of China Stop, stop... "