Rebirth Game Tycoon

Before going on the court, Wang Shaoxiao seemed even more nervous than Fat Dun.

"Pudun, can you do it? No, don't force it! That guy is so big, he must be inflexible. Would you like to fight around him?" Wang Shaoxiao said, pretending to be quite expert.

As a result, he was immediately slapped in the face, because the little giant made a beautiful lower waist movement before starting the war, and then moved quickly, making the opponent's body very flexible.

After Fat Dun entered the field, he remained motionless, as if thinking about tactics.

But this is obviously the thoughts of those who don't know him. Anyone who knows him will never think so, because Chubby never needs tactics!

"Fire King! Fire King!" The audience in the audience was already screaming the name of the little giant.

It can be seen that the little giant nicknamed the Fire King is very popular here, and it is obvious that he is a strong man who has won many competitions and has so many supporters.

At this time, apart from Lu Menglin and Wang Shaoxiao, probably only the four bosses from City C silently hope that Pang Duan can create miracles, because if Pang Duan loses, the right to join them will also change hands.

And relatively speaking, if they have to deal with each other, they certainly don't want to interact with a ruthless character like Brother Wolf, and they hope to get along with Lu Menglin and make a fortune together.

"Have you ever practiced for Fat Dun?" Li Song Li's boss leaned in front of Lu Menglin and asked cautiously.

"No, he is very talented!" Lu Menglin replied casually.

"Ah? That's okay?" Boss Li looked dull and didn't know what to say.

As they spoke, the two in the iron cage had already begun to touch.

The first to attack was the little giant Fire King. He really deserves the name of the Fire King. He was invaded like fire and punched very fast. In addition to his height and strength, his arm span was extremely long, he made several consecutive jabs. Back again and again.

Fatty backed away and his center of gravity was unstable, so he took two steps back. As a result, the King of Fire made a sudden sweep of his legs while he was making progress, and huffed against Fatty's ankle.

Boom!Fat Dun was swept down by a leg and fell directly into his ass.

"It's over!" When many people present saw Fat Dun falling down, these three words suddenly appeared in their hearts.

Because the next attack will only be more violent, the little giant Fire King will never let go of this rare opportunity.

Another leg sweep came in the air, and this leg drew towards the chubby neck from top to bottom.

Sitting on the ground, Fat Dun was simply a live target that could not be moved. His foot was full of strength. If he was kicked, it was very likely that the battle would be ended directly.

Peng!This is a fistful sound!

At the critical moment, Fat Dun raised his arm to block it, and blocked the opponent's sweeping leg with the outside of his arm.

However, the strength of this leg is still extremely heavy, and the whole person almost rolls over.

The little giant Fire King has another high leg, like a horse hoof knocking on the ground, he stomped heavily towards his fat chest.

Fat Dun can only take advantage of a lazy donkey to roll around, and he can easily avoid the opponent's step.

The Fire King laughed loudly, and instead of taking advantage of the victory, he stayed on the spot and threw out his fist at Fat Dun with his thumb down.

Because he had already seen that this fat guy hadn't practiced at all, he was just a thick-skinned, rough man, and he was not at all a rival of his own.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fatty supported his arms and got up from the floor, finally getting another chance to breathe.

"Do you want to die like that? Fatty! It's so boring to beat you." The Fire King teased.

Chudun squinted his eyes and shook his head. He didn't plan to talk to the other person.

The Fire King slashed at an angle, fisted with a fist, Fat Dun quickly raised his hand to parry, but the other side kicked him back on Fat Dun's thigh, pushing him back three steps in a row.

The fire king's fist fell like a gust of wind and rain. It was dense and anxious, and his fist was like eyes with long eyes. He specifically picked a place that was not protected by the fat, poisonous and drilled.

After hitting more than a dozen punches in a row, Fat Dun was forced to the corner of the cage, shaking.

The audience outside the iron cage all stared at it and shook their heads. This is clearly a battle of disparity in strength, and there is no possibility of reversal at all!No wonder the dealer refuses to open the odds.

"Hit him! Hit him!"

"kill him!"

"Get rid of him! We want to watch the real game!"

"Fire King, blow him up! Don't waste time!" There were surging voices from around the iron cage, all of which made the Fire King quickly end the battle.

For such a fight that can neither bet nor watch, probably the only thing that can stimulate them is cruelty and blood.

The Fire King shook his shoulders, jumped slightly under his feet, and approached his opponent again.

Although he knew that his opponent was a layman, the training that the Fire King received still gave him sufficient concentration and vigilance, because after all, he was in the ring, so he couldn't care about it.

A cross leg swept toward the chubby knee, fierce and fierce!

To deal with an opponent who is thick and capable of carrying, destroying his joints is the smartest choice.The King of Fire knows his kicking force very well, and he can even kick off a wooden stake with a thick bowl. It is no problem to kick this fat man's knee bone.

boom!The legs of the two slammed together.

The audience under the ring went crazy when they heard the excitement.

The fire king frowned, because although this leg hit the opponent, it did not hit the knee, but was blocked by the opponent's calf.

In an instant, Fat Dun finally launched a counterattack.

He knew that he couldn't beat his opponent by skill, and he might not be able to win steadily by strength, so he could only use a lose-lose style of play, injuring the enemy a thousand, and hurting himself eight hundred.

So Fatty Tiger roared, ignoring the opponent's straight fist, but opened his arms and leaped at the opponent in a determined posture.

As long as they can fight together, even if the opponent has the skills, they are not afraid, and the fight is who can handle it better!

Seeing Fat Dun's sudden madness, the audience couldn't help exclaiming.

It's too late to say, then soon!The Fire King stared at the chubby who was leaping over, gently touching one side of his body, using his hands and feet together, while grabbing and pulling with both hands, he also used a stumbling block under his feet.

This is the style of wrestling practice. There is no hard work for three or five years, and there is no such reaction at all.

The King of Fire, a brawny man from Inner Mongolia, had practiced this since he was a child. The attack methods on the ring were only the methods he learned later, and this was his housekeeping skill.

Fat Dun just felt that the whole person was flying into the air, and the strength of his own pounce, coupled with the opponent's thrust, made him lose his center of gravity at once.

boom!Fat Dun's huge body slammed into the ring, and the iron cage ring was shaken.

The sour impact was so loud that everyone in the room was stunned.

"Good fellow, did you fall to death this time?"

"Did you die? It's almost the same if you don't die!"

"It fell so hard! Half-life is gone!"

The discerning spectators under the ring shook their heads and sighed. Just now, the shot was too heavy.

In the VIP area directly in front of the iron cage ring, Brother Wolf couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

Lu Menglin's face was cold and his eyes were calm, making people wonder what he was thinking.

But Wang Shaoxiao, who was standing next to him, was obviously dysfunctional. The little fat man trembled all over, his teeth trembled, his shoulders were shaking constantly, and his calves were bent.

Brother Lang glanced at Lu Menglin and Wang Shaoxiao, knowing.

"Hey, that little fat guy! What are you shaking? Come and eat a piece of durian!" Brother Lang actually grinned at Wang Shaoxiao and smiled maliciously.

Wang Shaoxiao was holding the money bag in her arms and her eyes were full of horror. He shook her head in fright when she heard the call from Brother Wolf, and stammered: "No, no more. Thank you! Thank you!"

Seeing his sincere and fearful, nodding and bowing look, Brother Lang and the brothers around him burst into laughter again.

Brother Wolf looked at Lu Menglin triumphantly, shook his head and smiled: "You guy is still calm, and the fool on the stage is also a bit tough, but what kind of stuff is this little guy with you? Bring him to make fun. Is it?"

Lu Menglin turned his head and glanced at Wang Shaoxiao, there seemed to be some resentment in his eyes.

"Do you want to continue fighting? Or you should give up! Otherwise, the fool on the stage will be beaten to death! I am very reasonable. You keep the money, confess and confess, you will follow Brother Wolf. There are also durians, so good!" Brother Lang said casually.

Lu Menglin closed his mouth tightly, still silent, just staring at the two people in the iron cage.

Guan Si beside him couldn't help but said, "Oh, brother Lu, give up! Brother Wolf is willing to accept you, that is your blessing."

"I... we surrender! Tell them not to fight!" Wang Shaoxiao cried out crying.

As soon as this remark came out, Lu Menglin was shocked, and he turned his head and glared at him incredulously.

The gang of Brother Wolf looked like a good show, while being beaten in the stands, while the brothers under the stands turned back.

"I don't admit it! He hasn't lost yet!" Lu Menglin gritted his teeth.

Wang Shaoxiao wiped away his tears and said in a crying voice: "Lu Menglin, don't go too far! Fatton is our brother, are you going to watch him be beaten to death on the stage?"

"Give up, we gave up!" After saying that, Wang Shaoxiao trembled all over, and put the money bag in his arms on the table of Brother Lang.

"You!" Lu Menglin clenched his fists in anger, wishing to lift the table and start his hands.

There is nothing more painful to the loved ones, and the enemies are quicker than brothers turning against each other.

Brother Wolf and the others laughed, Guan Si and the other three had to sigh and shake their heads. These boys are still too young!It's too much to stand up!