Chapter 433: Big White Bear Anthony

There was a stern look in the black panther's eyes. You must know that his strongest leg skills are his leg skills. He can easily kick and break a stone pillar. The person in front of him is going to be leg-to-leg with him. Isn't this courting death?

He felt ruthless in his heart, and his legs suddenly became a little faster, and the two legs collided with such a bang.

Strong against strong, legs touched legs, and then there was a click, and the two stopped all movements and stood on the stage like statues.

"The leg is broken, the leg is broken, and I can hear the sound of fracture?"

"Whose leg is broken? Weak chicken or black panther?"

"Of course it's a weak chicken. I've seen the black panther's leg skills before, and even a stone pillar can be kicked to pieces..."

"Are you blind? Didn't you see the black panther's leg was broken?"

In the boiling noise, people were surprised to find that the black panther's calf had been kicked into a V-shape by Chen Fugui.

Since his debut, the Black Panther, who has never been defeated, has actually lost! And it was still a move, defeating him from his strongest point!

Feeling the piercing pain from the leg, the black panther couldn't believe it was true. His strongest steel leg sweep, even failed to beat the Chinese man in front of him. How is this possible?

Chen Fugui slowly retracted his right leg. His current cultivation base has reached the second grade of Dark Strength. His calf full of infuriating energy can be kicked off even a steel column, not to mention a black panther's leg.

"I fought with you!"

After the failure, the black panther had lost his mind, propped up on the ground with one hand, and the remaining left leg volleyed towards Chen Fugui and kicked it down.

As a proud boxer, he can't say the word admit defeat, and he knows what kind of mission he shoulders today. If he admits defeat on stage, I'm afraid he won't live long after he goes down, and he will soon be shot. kill.

Facing the dying blow of the Black Panther, Chen Fugui's eyes flashed with contempt again, and he raised his hand and punched it out.

Generally speaking, a fist is not as powerful as a leg anyway, but the difference in cultivation between the two is too great. One is only a black boxer, and the other is a master of the second rank of Dark Strength. There is really no comparison.

Soon, there was another click in the sky above the boxing ring, and the black panther's left leg was interrupted by Chen Fugui's punch.

After losing his legs, the black panther could no longer stand, and fell on the ring with a bang, struggling a few times but did not get up.

At the end of the game, Chen Fugui won again.

There was another cheer at the scene. The gamblers who bet on Chen Fugui celebrated their victory one after another. The waiter wearing a bikini almost jumped up with joy. Two consecutive victories brought her an income of 100,000 US dollars. .

She turned her head to look at Qin Haodong, and it was because of betting with this man that her life changed.

"Thank you sir!"

She said respectfully to Qin Haodong.

Qin Haodong smiled slightly, "It's your decision who you place your bet on. You don't need to thank me."

The waiter said, "Sir, you won this game again. Do you want to win the bonus or keep betting?"

Thinking that the man in front of her had won 100 million dollars, she felt an inexplicable trembling in her heart.

"I'll continue to bet, as always, bet on the weak chicken to win." Qin Haodong glanced at the waiter who was about to move, and said, "There are not many opportunities, if you want to bet, hurry up, there is no such shop after this village. son."

"Sir, do you think the weak chicken will still win this game?"

The waiter was a little hesitant. She wanted to put all the 100,000 dollars up for a fight, but she was a little unsure, and she would accept it if she wanted to.

Qin Haodong said with a smile, "Trust me right, I'm betting this one hundred million dollars, what are you afraid of?"

The waiter was right when he thought about it. They didn't hesitate to press even 100 million US dollars, which showed that they had sufficient confidence in this weak chicken.

In addition to the three previous victories, she was completely convinced by Qin Haodong's vision in front of her and decided to gamble again.

"Thank you, sir."

After the waiter finished speaking, he also bet all the $100,000 in his hand.

On the boxing ring, the black panther with broken legs had been dragged down. Although the referee was extremely reluctant, he finally announced that Chen Fugui had won the match.

Chen Fugui glanced at him and said, "Is there anything else to challenge?"

"This……"

Now that the referee can't make the decision at all, he turned his head to look at the manager of the ring.

The manager was also anxious and sweaty. Even the strongest Black Panther in the field had his leg broken. Who would dare to challenge this terrifying Chinese?

At this moment, a cold voice came from the door of the boxing stadium: "Huaxia people, I will challenge you."

Everyone looked at the source of the voice, and saw a white man with a height of two meters appearing at the gate of the boxing ring. This guy weighs more than 200 kilograms and looks much stronger than King Kong. He is like a walking big white bear. Every step he takes will cause tremors in the boxing ring.

With a yellow mohawk on top of his head, this man looked like a hippie gangster in Western movies, but at this time, the expression on his face was extremely serious, and he exuded a powerful murderous aura.

He is the chief instructor of the blood-clothed team, Anthony from the Siberia training camp, nicknamed the big white bear.

Seeing Anthony's appearance, Qin Haodong's complexion changed a little bit. This guy has no internal skills, and only relying on crazy training to stimulate his personal potential has raised his cultivation base to the peak of Ming Jin Ninth Grade, which is very rare.

If he is not worried, there is an essential difference between Ming Jing and Dark Jing. After all, Chen Fugui is still several levels higher than this guy.

And as a former soldier king, in terms of killing skills and fighting skills, Chen Fugui will not lose to the big white bear in front of him.

In the backstage of the boxing ring, Ruan Chengfa let out a sigh of relief after seeing Anthony appearing on the big screen, otherwise he really didn't know how to end today.

In this game just now, Qin Haodong put down $50 million. Although he has adjusted the odds to 1:2, he still has to pay a bet of $100 million.

Although the boxing ring was able to get so much money from fighting gold the day before, I am afraid that Ruan Zhendong will immediately dismantle his bones.

Well now, he has seen Anthony take a shot, his skills are terrifying and scary, it is simply a killing machine, so in his opinion, no matter how powerful that Chinese man is, he can't be Anthony's opponent.

Anthony stepped up to the front desk step by step, looked at Chen Fugui sharply and said, "I want to challenge you!"

Chen Fugui said indifferently: "Yes, as long as you are not afraid of death."

Seeing that Chen Fugui accepted the challenge, the boxing manager was relieved, and the two sides and the latest odds were immediately displayed on the big screen.

According to Ruan Chengfa's arrangement, Chen Fugui's odds were adjusted to 1:1.5, while Anthony's odds dropped to 1:2.

This is not to say that Ruan Chengfa has no confidence in Anthony. After operating in the casino for so many years, he is very clear about these gamblers.

The lower the odds are at this moment, the more these people will bet on Chen Fugui. When Anthony defeats this Chinese man called the weak chicken, he will not only be able to get back all the money he just lost, on the contrary, he will also be able to make more money. make a fortune.

Just as he expected, these gamblers have seen Chen Fugui's terrifying skills, winning three consecutive games with only one move. Although this Anthony seems to be full of momentum, they still put their hands in their hands. All the chips were placed on Chen Fugui's body.

Ruan Chengfa looked at the rapidly rising betting data on the electronic screen with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. At the same time, he stared at Qin Haodong sitting in the VIP seat, expecting him to put all the money in his hand again.

What he is most afraid of now is that this Chinese man will stop at this point. If it is true, the boxing ring paying 100 million US dollars will be hurt, and not paying will greatly affect the reputation of the casino.

As he wished, Qin Haodong once again put all the $100 million won on Chen Fugui.

It was only at this moment that Ruan Chengfa was relieved, and sneered at the figure on the big screen: "Boy, you can spit out what you eat in it."

Ten minutes later, the betting time is over and the fight begins again.

On the boxing ring, Chen Fugui glanced at Anthony and said, "You are finally better than those trash, let's shoot."

Anthony said murderously: "You shoot first, if I shoot first, you will die."

"Out of control."

Chen Fugui shook his head, stopped talking nonsense with Anthony, and punched him in the chest.

Anthony's pupils shrank, and he reached out and grabbed Chen Fugui's fist. This is a trick he often uses, first breaking the opponent's arm, and then smashing the opponent's head into a rotten watermelon with his knee.

Chen Fugui's punching speed was not too fast, and his power didn't seem to be too great, so he was easily caught by Anthony.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to break Chen Fugui's arm, but he was quickly surprised to find that his hand could not grasp Chen Fugui's fist, not only could he not grasp it, but he couldn't even block it for a moment.

This seemingly ordinary fist contained very amazing power. In the blink of an eye, it pierced through his hands and slammed into his chest.

With a muffled bang, Anthony's body, which weighed more than 200 pounds, was knocked into the air by the volley, and slammed into the iron cage behind him.

Seeing Chen Fugui punching Anthony, the audience immediately boiled over, and the gamblers who had placed heavy bets on Chen Fugui screamed wildly:

"Good, weak chicken, you are good..."

"Kill him, kick his head, crush his balls..."

And those gamblers who bet on Anthony were remorseful, and swear words kept spewing out of their mouths:

"Trash, Bai is so big, he can't even block a punch."

In the backstage of the boxing arena, Ruan Chengfa was looking at the big screen proudly, but now the smile on his face froze instantly, and he stood there like a stone statue.

how is this possible? Isn't Anthony a killing machine? How could it possibly be hit by a punch?

Just when everyone thought that Chen Fugui once again secured the victory with one move, Anthony got up from the ground. Anyway, he is also a martial artist at the peak of Ming Jin Rank 9, and he has rich fighting experience. Some internal injuries, but not to the point of injury.

He looked at the Chinese who was several sizes younger than him, his eyes were unprecedentedly dignified, he had never met such a strong powerhouse before, even stronger than the instructor in the Siberia training camp.

Chen Fugui looked at Anthony who got up again, and said lightly: "You are indeed stronger than those people, but you are still weak."

After speaking, he punched Anthony again.

After trying the opponent's strength, Anthony did not dare to take it hard this time. He slipped and dodged about a meter to the side, preparing to dodge the punch first and then look for an opportunity to counterattack.