Chapter 450

The golden bell faltered.

When kaiseff stood firm in front of me, it meant that the solution to the fight was inevitable.

Fu Shengbing and Jinling, as well as the manager, all urged me, but the grudges between me and kaiseff were not accumulated in one day or two. How can we say that we should stop fighting?

Mike over there is also persuading kaiseff, but I believe kaiseff is in the same mood as me. He is eager to satisfy his vanity and conquering desire with his fist.

I took off my coat in public, and there was only a shoulder vest on it. I felt the strength of my muscles reached the peak level. Kaiseff, however, did not want to be outdone. He stripped his upper body three times, five times and two times, and a clump of golden curly chest hair was growing wantonly, blocking the originally intricate muscles. However, it adds to the horror of his body. His muscles are beautiful and thick, like a bodybuilder. When we stood together, the gap was quite obvious. He was obviously bigger than me, and his arms were much thicker. As soon as he tried, his chest seemed to be saturated, and his muscles were excited. In particular, the eight muscles on the abdomen, in the light of the light, are particularly stylish, the concave and convex sense of fitness makes people feel incredible.

It can be seen that he, like me, has been exercising all the time recently, otherwise his muscles would not be so strong.

To be exact, at this moment, I can't believe that all this will be true. Maybe it's God's gift to me. I've been looking for kaiseff for revenge, but I haven't had a chance. To this day, he came to Easton hotel which I was in charge of for no reason!

Isn't this a gift from heaven?

Of course I won't miss it. I want to use the facts to make kaiseff understand some truth, let him know, sooner or later justice is to defeat evil!

But what is unexpected is that when kaiseff just put the fighting posture in place, he suddenly had another wine burp, and then he bent forward and spewed a lot of dirty things out of his mouth It stinks.

I smiled bitterly, thinking that kaiseff has drunk too much now. Am I a bit suspected of bullying him when I compete with him at this time?

But when Mike saw kaiseff vomit, he quickly came up to him and helped him. At the same time, he shouted to me, "Zhao long, cancel, cancel. Kaiseff has drunk too much. He needs to rest. What's the use of defeating him now?"

Mike's words are not unreasonable, but my enmity with kaiseff goes back to the present. It's not just a matter of winning or losing. It's a kind of deep hatred. He hates me and I hate him.

In fact, I didn't hate him at first, but he angered me and offended me again and again. My patience for him has already reached the limit.

But kaiseff was also a man. He took some paper from his pocket, wiped the corners of his mouth, pushed Mike away with his arm, and said, "I'm ok. Let me teach Zhao long a lesson! Look at this good play. It's going to be fun! "

Kaiseff shook his head confidently, then rubbed the zenith cover with both hands, as if to force himself to refresh.

We looked at each other with contempt and hostility.

Although we have not fought, we must not lose first.

This is a truth that I and kesev both understand.

So we two people, four eyes swing round stare together, no one dare to blink more. Although kaiseff had drunk too much, his arrogance and belligerence had not abated at all.

At this moment, the air around seems to be stagnant. The hotel staff, including Mike, who was watching the battle, were all looking at me and kaiseff intently. They were not able to breathe. In their hearts, they had their own worries and thoughts.

Kaiseff shakes his fists slightly in front of me three or four meters away, but does not move.

Maybe he still despises me a little, maybe he wants to find flaws in my attack moves, so as to defeat me. In a word, he was like a sculpture, motionless, as if he wanted to give me the chance to attack first.

To be honest, the gap between my body and my strength is obvious, and I've never won against kaiseff in the past few actual battles. But this doesn't mean that I have no advantage. First of all, kaiseff's heart will be proud if he wins in a row! Secondly, if he drinks too much today, no matter how tough he is, he will certainly respond more slowly than usual. He can't be as vigorous as usual. In this way, his body and strength are his two advantages over mine. But I still can't belittle the enemy. After all, with kaiseff's arrogant character, he should have been the first to fight to defeat me in the shortest time. Only in this way can we show his strength. But now he is still standing. Obviously, he doesn't even want to take the initiative to consume his precious physical strength, just waiting for me to deliver the goods to the door. Is this a change in his tactics, or is there something hidden in his hard appearance?

Kaiseff is waiting for the rabbit, so I'm the only one to break the situation.

I quickly forward, waving my right arm at kaiseff and making a swift and powerful blow.

It's a straight fist. Go to the middle and go straight to his front door.

If he doesn't dodge or block, I can at least hit him with a mid concussion. But kaiseff is not an equal. I can't hit him so easily.

Kaiseff chose to stand three or four meters away from me just now because he was sure that he could judge my attack and fight back within this distance.

However, he never thought that my explosive power at this time was so amazing - almost in an instant from start to effective attack range. When he responded, my fist was close at hand.

But in any case, kaiseff is also a veteran of cross boxing for many years. He has rich experience, needless to say, and his reaction and skill are first-class. With a slight frown on his brow, he quickly punched and blocked. At the same time, he turned his face sideways to avoid my fatal blow as much as possible.

Almost at the same time that he raised his fist to protect his face, my other fist had also been attacked.

Although his absolute strength is far better than me, but because of the speed and strength of my fist, it is difficult for him to deal with it with all his strength at the moment.

Of course, kaiseff's hurried hand didn't stop my attack. At best, he made me change my attack strategy.

A cross hook then flew quickly to kaiseff's head. I don't know why. I have an extremely urgent feeling. I want to defeat him as soon as possible.

And this urge seems to have been haunted for a long time. Today, like an atomic bomb, it erupts.

But kaiseff also quickly found the state, he did not choose to continue to fight closely with me, but lost no time to flexibly step back and distance.

He even began to use his leg technique - sweeping and kicking.

His sweeping and kicking action is very fast. I just dodge. I think the most effective way to fight with an opponent who is stronger than myself is to use close body throwing or inch boxing to restrain the opponent's shortcomings with the advantages of Chinese Kung Fu.

Once the tactics had been determined, I turned around kaiseff, who was still turning with me at first, keeping facing me. But he didn't turn around for two laps. I took advantage of the gap between his back and me, went up to stab him in the front and punched him in the back of the head.

Because kaiseff turned his back to me, and when my fist hit him in the head, he suddenly turned around and hit me in the face with a straight fist. I was the first one to punch, and it was almost to hit him in the head, but he even started later. Before the fist hit, it had already hit me in the face.

I quickly bowed my head, trying to avoid his fist. Unexpectedly, his fist pressed down, and turned into a hook in the middle, hitting me on the shoulder.

"Bang!" I'll sit on the ground as I squat down.

Then, taking advantage of the situation, he used his left hand to make a downward hook, which really came to my face.

He has a lot of power. If I hit him with this fist, my nose must be smashed.

I dare to lie tight behind him to avoid his fist, and at the same time, push both hands and legs together to kick on the bone of his feet. He didn't stand up, knelt on the ground, and stretched his right hand down to support the ground. I stretched my right foot to kick his feet, but before I kicked it, I was hit by his left fist on the belly of his right leg. My leg was like being hit by a hammer. It was painful. He threw me with great strength Roll in place.

But kaiseff was not so good either. His feet were attacked by me, and he also died.

Both of us knelt on the ground and rubbed our legs quickly.

Then we almost stood up again. Although my legs hurt, I felt much better this time.

To be exact, I didn't expect that even when I was drunk, this kaiseff could be so quick and strong, which made me even more afraid to belittle him.

And then, again, kaiseff punched. I deftly dodged his straight fist, hugged his waist, picked him up and tried to throw him to the ground.

But before I raised him over my shoulder, he felt that he hit me on the back with both hands and directly hit me on the floor.

My hands also slipped from his waist to his calves, and I felt his calves moving in my hands, trying to release my lock.

I quickly put my hands together and hugged his calves to my arms. I fell on his back.

Then I quickly rushed to ride on his stomach, according to his face is two fists, fist hit on his face feel let me hearty, fuck, cool!

But when I swung my fist, before the third, I got a blow in my ribs, which was hitting my soft ribs.

Fortunately, I have hard Qigong to protect my body. Otherwise, this attack must hurt all my organs.

To be honest, the competition between us seems to have gone beyond all rules and restrictions. There is no ring and boundary, no boxing gloves and protective tools, only crazy fighting, only life and death fighting.

The hotel staff, even Mike, who looked straight, were stunned!