Chapter 2015 Turning defeat into victory

Karate master Ichiro Tamaki defended and counterattacked, kicking Chachai in the left calf.

As luck would have it, the kick hit the exact area that Chachai injured.

Chachai stumbled back two steps and let out a muffled groan.

The sudden change was unexpected, and the onlookers were all stunned.

A proud smile appeared on Jeff's lips, and he glanced at Lu Fei inadvertently.

I thought to myself, the show is about to begin.

Jeff thought well. Chachai received a heavy blow to his left leg. The piercing pain spread instantly, and the entire left leg was almost out of control.

Taking this opportunity, Ichiro Tamaki, who was passively beaten, launched a violent counterattack against him.

Moreover, it was a targeted counterattack, focusing entirely on Chacai's injured leg.

The injury to his left leg caused Chachai's combat power to plummet and he was forced to defend.

Despite this, the injured leg was kicked again by the opponent.

Chachai's whole leg spasmed in pain, and big beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

Despite this, with persistence and professionalism, Chacai did not admit defeat.

He just gritted his teeth and kept retreating, but his fierce eyes were still looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Lu Fei looked at the time and asked the little milk dog.

"Why isn't there a timer on the stage?"

"How long will it take for this round to end?"

The little milk dog was slightly startled.

"Brother, there are no rounds in our competition."

"When both sides get into the ring, they have to keep fighting until one side falls."

"Brother, it seems that the red party may not be successful."

"But it doesn't matter. I'll pay the five million dollars for you."

"As for Jeff's grandson, you don't have to pay attention to him."

Lu Fei waved his hand and said, "No, as long as the red side holds on, it's not certain who will win."

"Well"

On the stage, although the situation on the red side was quite passive, they fought and retreated.

However, except for the difficulty in moving the left leg, the overall defensive action has not been deformed.

However, from a formal point of view, Blue Team has already fully

The face suppressed the red side.

In the audience, Lu Fei's little brothers were all worried about Lu Fei.

Losing money is small, but saving face is big.

Especially if you lose face in front of a foreigner, it will be even more difficult to accept.

Everyone knew Lu Fei's temper and became nervous.

On Jeff's side, there were cheers and whistles.

"Come on Tamaki!"

"kill him!"

"Come on, as long as you knock him down, I will definitely reward you heavily."

"Hey, that kid on the red side, don't fucking insist on it, just give up!"

"There is no shame in admitting defeat. Your legs will be kicked to pieces and your career will be ruined here."

"As for you, give up."

The foreigners shouted loudly, and Jeff looked at Lu Fei.

In his expectation, Lu Fei must be extremely nervous at this time, and his breathing should even freeze.

But when he really looked at it, Jeff was shocked.

There was no change in Lu Fei's expression, and as for the tension, there was none at all.

Well!

Not only was there no nervousness, Jeff even saw a hint of excitement on Lu Fei's expression.

Damn it!

What's happening here?

Shouldn't it?

Damn it!

Just when Jeff was suspicious, he suddenly saw the corners of Lu Fei's mouth raised.

This time, Jeff was even more confused.

Looking back at the stage, Jeff was shocked.

The red team, which was passively defending, was still steady in its movements, but the blue team, which was continuously attacking, was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

At this time, Lan Fang's punch speed obviously slowed down.

The sound made by hitting the opponent is much weaker.

Is there a problem with Blue's physical strength?

It shouldn’t be!

This is less than three minutes!

For a professional boxer, three minutes of continuous attack cannot consume so much!

What on earth is going on!

Another twenty seconds passed, and Blue Fang's physical strength was obviously exhausted.

The fists he fired were weak and weak, his face was sallow, and his offensive movements were severely deformed. ??

Jeff is a boxing fan and has a deep understanding of boxing.

Judging from his past experience, Lan Fang's physical strength was severely exhausted at this time.

If this continues, if the red side is not knocked down within thirty seconds, even if he goes up, he will be able to KO Tamaki Ichiro.

An unexpected situation happened, and Jeff was completely confused.

At this time, he was extremely nervous, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.

I prayed silently in my heart, damn Tian Mu, you must defeat Chachai as soon as possible!

Unfortunately, the opposite happened.

The blue team's physical condition was deteriorating, and the red team, which had always been passively defensive, suddenly launched a counterattack at a certain opportunity.

"Bang bang bang!"

Compared with the blue side, the red side is many times stronger.

"boom!"

The red side hits the blue side with a straight punch.

Lan Fang protected his head with both hands and resisted the punch. Even though he was protecting his head, the huge force still forced him to take two steps back.

Just as he stabilized his body, the red side's straight punch struck again.

The blue side protected his head again, but the red side's fist changed direction midway, from a straight punch to an uppercut, and hit the blue side's chin accurately.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, Lan Fang's vision turned black, and his brain was instantly confused.

His head was raised uncontrollably, and his center of gravity fell backward.

However, the moment Blue Fang's head was raised, Red Fang's right fist hit Blue Fang's cheek again.

There was a muffled sound, sweat splashed everywhere, Lan Fang closed his eyes tightly, fell heavily on the ring, and suddenly went into shock.

The red square almost lost the guess.

The unconscious left leg came to the center of the ring, raised his arm high, and the audience suddenly burst into deafening cheers.

"Won!!"

"good!"

"OK."

"Well played, wonderful, wonderful."

Song Xiaojiao and Liang Ruyi jumped up, cheered and high-fived in celebration.

"yeah!"

"That's great, Fei Ge won, Fei Ge won"

Lu Fei clapped his hands, gave Chachai a thumbs up on the stage and shouted.

"Well done!"

"Xiaolong, give this boxer a reward of one million knives, and it's mine."

"Okay dear brother, I'll do it right away."

A reward of one million knives is a huge deal!

The beautiful waiters in the bar all cast envious glances. Boxer Chacai on the stage was equally happy. He imitated a Chinese etiquette and bowed to Lu Feifei.

There were cheers and celebrations here, while Rosie Jeff not far away felt like mourning his heir.

He still hasn't figured it out yet. The red team is obviously injured, how could the blue team lose?

Ichiro Tamaki is a fifth-level karate master and a professional boxer.

How could he become so exhausted in such a short period of time?

This is absolutely unscientific, right?

Damn it!

What the hell is going on! !

Lu Fei glanced at Jeff and said with a smile.

"Hey, man."

"you lose!"

"Don't forget our bet, I believe you won't default on it."

"you"