Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 821 Li Xia
Big L's agonizing screams echoed through the boxing gym, heart-wrenching and filled with bloody despair.

Every fighter who participates in underground boxing has an expectation of what will happen if they lose: they will either faint, get injured, or at most become disabled.

No one expected it would result in blindness. Even Big L, the man known as the strongest in the new district, was not capable of bearing such an outcome.

Fear, like the tide of night, instantly engulfed Big L.

He was like a non-swimmer who had fallen into the ocean, desperately trying to survive, but utterly powerless to resist.

Big L tried to push away the opponent who was pressing down on him, but the brief loss of vision made him lose his senses. In a panic, he backed away and waved his hands wildly in the air.

Li Xia didn't stop. He used his nearly broken body to forcibly hang on Da L, then used his still movable hand and foot to restrain the frantically struggling Da L, and finally ended the black market boxing match with a headbutt.

Big L's screams stopped abruptly, and the boxing gym and the live broadcast room fell into a deathly silence.

Li Xia released his grip, and Da L, like a puppet on a stage play that had lost its tether, fell to the ground with a thud, its head twisted to the side, and lay motionless.

The room was very quiet, with only Li Xia's heavy breathing echoing inside.

Gradually, the staff members wearing Yaksha masks around them began to let out suppressed gasps and whispers. The defeat of the gang's invincible Double Flower Red Stick made them somewhat flustered, and even the referee who announced the winner was stunned to the side.

"Unbelievable! That big L actually lost?"

"Damn, what a monster!"

"Damn, I lost terribly this time, but why do I feel so good about it?"

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After a brief silence, the comment section exploded with a barrage of all sorts of messages and extravagant gifts, as if they were free, determined to shatter the previous quiet.

"Holy crap! Who is this kid?"

"Big L actually fell into his hands? That's unbelievable!"

"Oh! I have witnessed the birth of a new king!"

"That's insane! That's insane! That's insane!"

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The VIP room was just as lively.

The bald, fat man knelt on the ground, completely stunned, his mind filled with the two million he had lost.

His subordinate, Xiao Li, was extremely excited. He jumped up and down, cheering that he had made the right bet and had predicted the bookmaker's prediction.

According to the odds, even after deducting the 10% commission, his bet of 100,000 yuan would still yield a total of 1.8 million yuan. How could Xiao Li not be excited about such a large sum of money?

Overjoyed, he didn't even think twice before pulling the alluring princess into his arms and giving her a big kiss on her chubby white cheek.

The princess, who had previously looked down on Xiao Li, was now starting to see through the scheme.

She didn't seem bothered by Xiao Li's sudden intimacy at all. Instead, she opened her smoky eyes wide and asked with a coquettish tone, "Brother Xiao Li, how much money did you make this round?"

"Two million!" Little Li laughed loudly, then turned to the bald, fat man. "Boss, you're amazing! I'm so glad I listened to you this time! Haha, we're rich now!"

"Get rich my ass!" The bald, fat man, extremely distressed and enraged, grabbed a crystal ashtray from the coffee table and threw it at Xiao Li. "Get the hell out of here!"

It hit him squarely on the forehead with a thud, breaking the skin and drawing blood. Little Li covered his forehead, feeling extremely aggrieved.

The bald, fat man began to curse uncontrollably, his vicious words flying everywhere in the room with his spittle. Little did he know that at this moment, he was no different from those gamblers who had been upset by unexpected results.

The online and offline reactions exploded, while the culprit simply sat quietly on the concrete floor, propped up with one hand, looking up at the ceiling lights, and letting out a long sigh.

At this moment, Big L's fingers twitched slightly, and then his eyes slowly half-opened. Thanks to his exceptional physical abilities, this strongest man in the new district had recovered in just half a minute.

Although the vision was somewhat blurry, the outline of the figure in front of me was still visible.

Anger surged up instantly. Big L let out a low growl and kicked in the direction Li Xia was sitting. Then he slowly got up, muttering to himself:

"I'll fuck your mother, I'm going to fuck you to death. I'm going to fuck you to death."

The staff on site and the fans in the live broadcast room were stunned by this scene. They instinctively held their breath and watched nervously.

Li Xia sat on the ground, his eyes cold.

Judging from the force of the kick, he knew that Big L was out of strength.

Li Xia's body was also at its limit, but he knew that as long as Da L was still standing, the match was not over, just like the last time he fought against Doge.

Li Hao, who was on one arm and one leg, had no intention of getting up at this moment. He just struggled to crawl toward the swaying figure.

About half an hour ago, he thought the other person was unapproachable.

Now, he felt that if he just reached out and pulled, this behemoth would crash to the ground. And just as he expected, as Li Xia crawled closer, Big L stood up, only to be slammed back to the ground with a thud.

Li Xia entangled him, using only one foot to restrain Da L without using his hands, and then punched him twice on the forehead.

Big L couldn't take it anymore and put the heavy boxing gloves in front of him. Unexpectedly, these gloves, which were originally intended for stage effect to highlight his superior strength compared to his opponents, ended up becoming his protective charm.

Taking advantage of his superior position, Li Xia slammed his elbow into the opponent's slightly exposed cheek. With a muffled groan, Big L released his grip, and Li Xia continued to strike him repeatedly.

Before long, Li Xia was exhausted.

"Fuck your mother, I'll fuck you to death." Big L kept talking, his confidence growing stronger, and Li Xia knew from the force he received from his hands that although Big L was being beaten, he was slowly recovering his strength.

Li Xia, whose arm was already exhausted, didn't care at all. He smiled coldly and was no longer nervous at all. He leaned down and bit down hard on Da L's forearm.

"Ah!" Big L roared in pain. This was the first time he had encountered such a shameless fighting style. First, they gouged out his eyes, and then they bit him like a dog.

He abandoned his defense and recklessly blasted at the mad dog clinging to him, but wearing heavy boxing gloves, how could he possibly inflict much damage on the dog at such close range?

Li Xia's attacks became more and more intense, while Da L's curses grew more and more vicious, and his voice became louder and louder.

Anyone with eyes can see that the balance of power has begun to tilt back in favor of Big L, the professional underground boxer.

Li Xia repeated his old trick, taking advantage of the fact that the other party's attention was entirely focused on the bitten arm, and used one hand to gouge out the other party's eyes again.

Who would have thought that in this match, the power of bare-knuckle punches would be demonstrated in gouging out eyes?

"what!"

The screams, which were probably the umpteenth time, rang out again. Unlike the anger of the past, this time it was filled with terror and despair. Big L was scared.

Li Xia barely managed to sit up, coldly looking at Big L, who was pinned to the ground by him, covering his eyes and screaming.

His mind was filled with all sorts of scenes and sounds.

"The appearance fee is one thousand, and the winning fee is ten thousand. Oh, right, hehe, if I can kill my opponent in the ring, I'll get a bonus of one hundred thousand." The bald fat man's words before the match kept replaying in Li Xia's mind.

"Waaah...waaah..." Doge's wife collapsed outside the emergency room, crying until she had no strength left, and only her wheezing could be faintly heard in Li Xia's ears.

With a slight twitch of his nose, the salty, bloody smell vanished for some reason, replaced by the aroma of braised pork that his mother had cooked for him and his brother since they were little—it was still so tempting.

Li Xia had exhausted all his resources to fight in the underground boxing scene to this extent.

He could no longer feel the pain that should have come from losing his hands and feet; instead, he felt numb and empty, and his consciousness seemed to have been diluted with water, becoming increasingly thin.

I felt as tired as if I had been up for days and nights, my eyelids kept getting heavy, and I was about to give up.

If this drags on any longer, once Big L recovers even slightly, death will be the only outcome for him.

Now, while Da L is still immersed in the emotions of temporary blindness and fear, Li Xia can move his head, the only part of his body that can still move.

Lean back, lean back again, lean back even further, lean back to the extreme.

It looks just like a longbow stretched taut.

Then, I let go.

boom!
Yunnan Province, border port.

Zhang Yang walked in front, Li Xia was several steps behind, and the photographer Xiao Zhao was following closely behind him, almost touching him.

"Brother Xia, what happened to that guy called Big L? Did you kill him with a headbutt in the end?" Little Zhao followed closely behind, like a young fanboy, shamelessly asking.

Li Xia paused, glanced down at the roadside, and was momentarily stunned.

Xiao Zhao, who was following behind, couldn't stop in time and bumped into him: "Ouch, Brother Xia, why did you suddenly stop?"

"Sorry." Li Xia smiled and walked away.

"Brother Xia, what happened next?" Xiao Zhao, rubbing his bruised nose, chased after him relentlessly.

"Later? Later my mother recovered from her illness, and my younger brother was able to go to university."

"So, you continued?"

"you guess."

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Under the streetlight, a wildflower that Li Xia had inadvertently spotted earlier was growing in a dark corner.

The weather was already getting cold, but the deep yellow flowers still stubbornly held their heads high, striving to bloom.

(End of this chapter)