Chapter 18 second quarter

In the cell that was supposed to be dead and gloomy, it was now full of voices.In a large hall with stone walls underground, there are people who don't belong here.Most of them are hooligans and gamblers from Jiwei and Poshili. The crowd surrounded a circular space in the center.A tall and strong bald man stood in the middle, his naked upper body showing off his sweaty muscles, and his murderous eyes stared at the appraising eyes of the people around him—those who seemed to be evaluating the value of a pig waiting to be slaughtered. vision. The gold and silver coins were quickly handed over amidst the chatter and shouts of the crowd.A dozen or so jailers were among the crowd, holding a large stack of tickets, busy collecting money, and then handing over the tickets to the gamblers.

The only person sitting in the crowd was the fat cell boss, who was gnawing on a shiny meaty bone in his hand, looking at the gold and silver piled on the desk from time to time, with a satisfied smile on his fat face. The crowd suddenly became commotion. "The boxing champion is here!" "The boxing champion?" "Oh! The boxing champion!" "The boxing champion!" Many people kept shouting these two words excitedly.The calls gradually became consistent: "King of Boxing! King of Boxing! King of Boxing!..." Amidst the astonishing shouts, a burly man with filthy clothes and long hair, wearing shackles around his neck and wrists, came in a row under the escort of three jailers holding sticks, and walked to the center of the open space surrounded by the crowd .

"King of Boxing! King of Boxing! King of Boxing!..." The jailer carefully took off the shackles on the "Champion". "Boxing King" stood facing the bald man.The bald man gritted his teeth and clenched his hands. The "Boxing King"'s long hair covered his face, so he couldn't see his face and expression. A thin old man on the periphery held the shoulder of a prison guard. "Hi, how much is it now?" "A big donkey with a bald head pays four. A boxing champion pays one and a half." The old man frowned. "Okay!" The old man put his finger into his mouth and snapped it out, pulled out the gold tooth embedded in the innermost part, and handed the pain to the jailer.

The jailer picked his gold teeth. "Five taels of silver." The old man stared at the bloody gold tooth in the jailer's palm. "Okay, I'll bet on the boxing champion!" The "Boxing King" standing upright in the center reached out and took off the rag shirt on his body, revealing a nearly perfect muscular carcass and mottled and messy scars on the carcass.The combination of muscles symbolizing vitality and scars full of death breath constitutes a vivid and soul-stirring picture. The "King of Boxing" untied a cloth belt wrapped around his right wrist, and gathered his messy hair behind his back, revealing a solid and well-defined bearded black face, and a protruding sickle-shaped black scar on the top of his forehead.

Sickle head. The bald man and donkey stared fiercely at Sickle's eyes. The four eyes stared intently, as if the air was violently agitated where the eyes met. The surrounding crowd held their breath. All bets are off. The fat prisoner also finished eating the bones. The bare bones fell to the ground. The greasy mouth of the fat jailer grinned ferociously, clapped his hands and shouted: "hit!" The big donkey jumped out almost at the same time, kicking the left leg towards the genitals of the sickle head! Lightning raised the sickle's left knee.The big donkey's toe kicked hard on his steel-like knee, and the pain drew back its legs and jumped away, but the sickle did not pursue, and still stood on one foot.

The donkey roared again and ran forward, swinging its left and right fists at the sickle's head and face. Scythe swayed from side to side and dodged the donkey's first three punches.When the donkey's most powerful fourth right punch came, the sickle moved to the left to dodge, took advantage of the trend and turned around, turned his left elbow to fight back, and hit the donkey's exposed right flank fiercely! The big donkey endured the pain of the rib fracture and retreated at full speed, still not forgetting to raise his arms to protect the head and chest vitals in the front.

But Lian Shou leaned back and stretched his legs, kicking the donkey's left knee joint from a long distance! The big donkey's knees were numb, and he immediately fell to his knees. Only then did the scythe launch its full attack: its burly body leaped into the air, gathered its weight and strength on the tip of the right elbow, and fell to the top of the donkey's head! The crowd of onlookers exclaimed, seeing that the flying elbow was about to break the skull of the donkey—— The donkey's kneeling is actually a fake move to lure the enemy.He threw back his head and howled.

However, the sickle's attack has already left the string like an arrow and cannot be retracted. The big donkey saw the falling sickle head, and pulled up the body.Due to the sudden shortening of the distance, Sickle's right elbow has not yet exerted its strength, and has been hard-received by the donkey's left shoulder. The big donkey took the opportunity to expand his arms, and tightly hugged the ribs of the sickle head! The man's sickle in mid-air was painfully held by the donkey's arms, and he struggled frantically.The big donkey pulled the sickle's body until its feet were off the ground. The sickle had nowhere to exert its strength, and it couldn't break free from the pair of long arms that were like a thousand catties of iron.

"Break him, big donkey!" Those who bet on the big donkey cheered at this moment. ——The big donkey was originally a well-known rascal in the Poshili area, relying on brute force to eat.The most appalling record is that once he was drunk, he broke a tall tree forcibly with drunkenness. But the sickle is not a tree. He gritted his teeth, twisted his neck violently, and slammed his head on the bridge of the donkey's nose! Two, three times... the successive impacts smashed the donkey's nose like a swollen rotten persimmon.Blood flowed all over the donkey's face, and also stained the sickle's forehead.

The big donkey's eyes were covered by its own blood, and panic, pain, and madness were mixed in its mind. Hot air and screams came out of its mouth, but the strength of its strong arms was doubled by fear. After the sickle made six consecutive headbutts, it was already difficult to breathe, and a low humming sound sounded in his head, a hot breath was churning up and down in his chest, unable to vent, all the blood rushed to his head, as if it was about to spurt out from the seven holes out.A pair of eyeballs were bloodshot, as if they were about to fall out. The roaring sound in the head occupies all the space of consciousness.There was a dim blood red in front of his eyes.The phantom gradually appeared in the blood red...

--It's hot…… — fire... green fire... jungle... ——and... Buddha statues! The sickle head let out a roar that shook the world. The bystanders hurriedly covered their ears.A few of them saw it, and the sickle-shaped black scar on the forehead of the "Boxer" seemed to have shone brightly... Everything that followed happened too quickly. The muscles in the arms of the sickle were congested and bulged, and the arms of the donkey were looped from the outside.A piercing sharp sound resounded in the stone room.The donkey's elbow joints were completely shattered. Amidst the silent howl of the donkey, Lian Shou's body was freed.He twitched his waist quickly, and inserted his right knee into the donkey's crotch, making a weird and ugly sound. The muscles on the big donkey's bloody face, which had been swollen long ago, twisted into a ball, like a pot of boiled thick syrup.Stimulated by the severe pain, the donkey's waist instinctively convulsed and bent quickly. The sickle's arms were still tightly holding the big donkey's limp arms, and amidst the roar, the waist was thrust back, and the big donkey was thrown backwards—— There was a heavy noise. The onlookers choked. Half of the donkey's head disappeared, and at first glance it seemed to be buried under a hard rock. Red and white brain matter mixed with broken bones splashed all over the ground.