When a computer idiot saw a real (please note that I said a real) computer expert, he would not be too surprised or easily show an expression of admiration, because to him, anyone who could reconfigure the workbench system was an expert.
For the same reason, a dwarf would not be too surprised when he saw a giant. He would keep chasing after them, because to him, every ordinary person walking on the street was a giant.
But when Gu Xifeng saw Shi Qinghai, she would be surprised because he was a real computer expert. When Hu Shi saw this person, he was also shocked because he was tall and sturdy, but it was the first time in his life that he had seen such a tall and sturdy man.
Because he was too shocked, Hu Shi completely forgot to stop him. He looked at the tall and sturdy man walking into the ring and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
The second round of the fight, which involved Lin Banshan's most important foundation in Bermuda, two of the most critical freight routes, and countless lives, officially began.
The tall and thin man from the Bermuda Conference was dark from head to toe, like an armor plate that had been roasted by flames. Under his smooth but tough skin, slender muscles were hidden, which was the best physique for close combat.
The tall and thin boxer did not know that the Orphan Gang had changed members, and he did not care about these details. As a soldier, he came to Bermuda with a hidden identity. What he needed to do was very simple, and that was to defeat everyone in front of him.
With a whoosh, the tall and thin boxer quickly stepped forward, his left knee hitting the outer side of the tall and sturdy man's calf, and his right palm turned into a knife and chopped at the opponent's armpit. The most fatal attack was hidden at his waist, a hidden punch.
The opponent was very tall and strong, and was a head and a half taller than him, but the tall and thin boxer did not care at all. In his opinion, these guys from Bermuda who were trained in martial arts only had brute strength. At most, they only knew some superficial skills. Compared to the sharp killing skills honed in the military, it was like a child's game.
So he did not care to hold back, and used his best close combat skills to kill in one blow. At the moment when he suddenly attacked with a finger clenched at his waist, he seemed to have seen the scene of his opponent's throat breaking and blood spurting out and falling to the ground.
Three crisp sounds rang out almost at the same time. The tall and thin boxer's knee hit the outside of the opponent's calf where the pain nerve bundle gathered, and the knife in his hand heavily chopped under the opponent's armpit. Then his right foot stepped forward, and the long-prepared left fist suddenly struck out!
The fist ruthlessly hit the opponent's throat!
No!
The tall and skinny boxer's pupils suddenly shrank. He didn't understand why the burly man in front of him didn't fall down. His incomparably ruthless three consecutive strikes had clearly landed accurately on the opponent's vital points. Why didn't the opponent react at all?
At this time, a clear and terrifying pain came from his left wrist. The skinny and tall boxer's face changed dramatically. He found that his left fist, which he was sure to hit, had hit his opponent's chest, which was harder than steel!
The moment the whistling sound of the fist wind rose, only a few of the hundreds of people in the venue could see that the burly man simply turned around.
It was this simple turn of the body that caused the tall and thin boxer's ruthless three-hit combo to deviate slightly from the intended target.
However, what was puzzling was that even if this person avoided being hit in the vitals, why didn't his body even shake after taking three heavy blows? Could it be that his resistance to attacks had reached such a terrifying level?
The shock was still lingering in the minds of the audience, and the doubts were still whispering to each other. However, before they could say anything, the following change in the arena made these emotional words instantly turn into a tsunami of exclamations that resounded throughout the entire arena!
The burly man who had just displayed an inhuman resistance to attacks displayed an even more terrifying fighting ability in the next moment.
At the very beginning, he forcibly resisted his opponent's ruthless three-hit combo because he believed in his steel-like body. More importantly, he wanted to seize the initiative, because he wanted to defeat his opponent in one strike and intimidate the entire audience. Now was the best opportunity.
His right arm popped out like a telescopic mechanical arm. His huge palm grabbed the tall and thin boxer's left shoulder like an iron pincer and pulled fiercely. Only a cracking sound could be heard as the tall and thin boxer's left shoulder was forcefully pulled apart!
The left arm, which was thicker than a normal person's thigh, whistled through the air in a hugging posture. The tip of his elbow struck the tall and thin boxer's chest. The powerful force passed through this person's muscles, breaking who knew how many ribs in an instant!
Puff!
A rain of blood fell from the boxing stage. The tall and thin boxer vomited blood and retreated thirteen steps. He could no longer support himself and fell to the ground. He gasped for breath, unable to crawl back up.
The bloody and cruel scene made everyone present feel an unprecedented chill. There was also blood in the previous fight, but it was far less than this one. The shock brought by this burly man's absolute strength was stronger.
The burly man wiped off the blood on his face and slowly walked in front of the boxer. He indifferently reprimanded, "As a soldier of the Federation, you actually work for the Bermuda arms dealer. You are really a disgrace to the army."
"You actually dare to use the standard close combat skills of the army against me. You are really looking for death."
The light shone down from the top of the venue, enveloping the bloodstained boxing stage. It passed through the short stubble of the burly man's head, but it couldn't illuminate his face.
The dark and thin boxer looked at the towering figure in front of him. His eyes were filled with panic and fear. He spurted out blood and asked, "You … which army are you from?"
The burly man frowned and expressionlessly walked down from the boxing stage.
His name was Xiong Linquan, the lieutenant colonel of the new 17th division of the Federation. He was the number one fierce man in the first seven groups.
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There was an uproar in the venue. The audience was shocked by the bloody scene on the boxing stage and the cold aura of the burly man. However, the people in the boxes on both sides of the top floor were shocked and guessing the identity of this person.
The Orphan Gang's box was in a mess. Several people looked at the figure in the shadows with excitement and doubt. They wondered who this person was, why did he fight for Hu Shi, and why did he help them?
Li Wei stood by the railing and looked at that place thoughtfully. He felt that the figure was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
After all, he won. After the end, he would understand what had happened. He narrowed his eyes and loosened the trigger of the bomb that he had been touching.
His palm was full of cold sweat.
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The big shots in the opposite box were shocked by the sudden appearance of Xiong Linquan, but they certainly wouldn't admit defeat. After a simple discussion, they decided to use the last strong man.
"I am very sorry, Lieutenant Colonel Tian. Although you are in charge of the safety of Commissioner Descartes, today's matter is related to the interests of the Federation. Please."
The official looked at the gray-haired man in front of him and said, "The identity of the opponent's boxer is still under investigation. There should be a result soon."
"There is no need." The middle-aged man slowly tied the bandage and turned to look at the official. He said proudly, "Before a fight, I never care about my opponent."
The official smiled awkwardly and mustered up the courage to ask, "The people in the box want to know how confident you are in facing that guy."
"Confident?" The middle-aged man frowned and looked at him unhappily. He said mockingly, "As someone who has never lost before, my confidence has always been a bit blind."
His name was Tian Xingtian, and he was born in the Philadelphia Cultivation Gym. After being pardoned by the Federation government and leaving the Fox Fortress Space Prison, he joined the small eyes special forces and was now the deputy ground service commander.
His confidence and pride came from his past achievements. Tian Xingtian, who claimed to be the third strongest fighter in Philadelphia, had never lost in close combat.
However, the moment he stepped into the ring, he suddenly remembered the dark underground tunnel in the Capital Special District three years ago. He remembered the fat and tender salmon, remembered the broken helmet and the blood under the helmet, and remembered the small eyes man who calmly left without even looking at him.
Tian Xingtian's face suddenly became gloomy, and then he realized that his opponent in the ring had changed. Under the dim light, the person's figure was very similar to the man he hated and feared the most.
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