America is in control

Chapter 180 The scenery and books refused to stop after the game

The referee held Shinji Takehara's neck with his hands and loudly called the first aid doctor at the scene.

The audience in the stands were like a group of chickens whose throats were strangled, their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide, but they could not make any sound.

The commentators sitting under the boxing ring seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of them. They subconsciously leaned back and supported the edge of the table with both hands.

There was a stunned expression on his face, his body was pressed against the back of the chair, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

The eyes of the members of General Liu's logistics team were full of surprise, their mouths opened wide, and they were about to burst into cheers.

The members of Shinji Takehara's logistics team had despair in their eyes. They were trembling all over and yelling angrily in a hurry.

Those book audiences who flew thousands of miles to Las Vegas to support Shinji Takehara all looked like they were mourning for their heirs.

The god in their eyes was completely destroyed by General Liu!
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment. A Japanese female audience member began to sob softly.

This whimper was like a signal, instantly detonating the whole place.

Cheers, curses, screams, and sobs filled the entire space, creating a chaotic mess.

In the end, the cheers suppressed all other voices and took over the mainstream, forming an overwhelming sound wave.

The game commentators suddenly came back to their senses, and they started a long speech into the microphone.

"Wow! To all the spectators at the scene and in front of the TV, this is definitely a wonderful KO that can be recorded in the history of boxing!"

"Our Grand Slam boxing champion blocked his opponent in the corner and punched him for eighteen times. Every punch was extremely lethal!"

"Shinji Takehara is completely like a wooden stake. He seems to have been petrified by John's fist!"

"This is simply a famous scene rarely seen in professional boxing in ten years!"

The doctor at the scene hurriedly entered the ring with a first aid kit. He squatted next to Takehara Shinji and checked the opponent's condition.

Liu leaned his back against the pillar, his fists hanging naturally on both sides of his thighs.

The dirty blood dripping from the gloves gathered into two small puddles on the ring.

There was an expression of great pride on his face, and a hearty feeling was rolling in his chest.

The referee stood up and made a gesture of crossing his hands towards the bottom of the ring, completely ending the game.

A chorus of shouts suddenly erupted from the stands.

"New Caesar! New Caesar! New Caesar!"

Liu Jiang stood up straight and slowly turned to face the audience in the stands.

He jumped up onto the rope at the corner of his fist, extended his arms wildly, and greeted the audience.

Tonight! He raised his fists in the air! I don’t know what an opponent is!
The hearty feeling in his chest could no longer be suppressed. He looked up to the sky and screamed, venting his heart to his heart's content.

The audience in the stands responded with even more enthusiastic cheers!
At this moment, Liu Jiang, who was bathed in everyone's gaze, was shining with dazzling brilliance!
Members of both sides' logistics teams all rushed onto the ring at this time, and the already small place was instantly packed to the brim.

The notebooks were cursing and casting hostile glances at General Liu's back.

But they only said they were good at it, but they didn't dare to take a step forward.

Because the members of General Liu's logistics team were staring at them eagerly.

"Contact an ambulance quickly! His condition is very bad! He needs to be sent to the hospital for rescue immediately!"

The doctor in charge of first aid at the scene shouted angrily at the staff in the audience.

The staff made a call and sent a stretcher, and everyone carried Shinji Takehara off the ring in a hurry.

The members of Shinji Takehara's logistics team immediately dispersed, and the ring was suddenly half empty.

Liu Jiang stood on the boxing rope and watched his opponent being carried away. He softly hummed an African ditty, which was the famous African song used by black people to carry coffins.

When the other party's figure disappeared from sight, he jumped off the rope without hesitation.

Hugging the members of the logistics team one by one, Liu Jiang smiled and kept saying words of thanks.

After celebrating for a while, the referee stood in the center of the ring and waved to General Liu. He wanted to announce the result of the game.

Liu Jiang quickly came to the referee, who raised his right arm, and the whole place was boiling again.

The WBA staff came behind him and tied the gold belt symbolizing the WBA middleweight championship on him.

General Liu patted the gold belt around his waist, feeling extremely good.

He simply walked around the rope and showed off his trophies to the spectators in the stands.

Bob under the ring looked at the high-spirited Liu Jiang on the stage, his face full of joy.

He kept clapping, but occasionally there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

The host led the filming team to intercept Liu Jiang, and he congratulated him excitedly.

"John, congratulations! You have won a great victory!"

"This is a wonderful showdown that will go down in boxing history!"

"What do you want to say to the audience and the audience in front of the TV now?"

With a bright smile on his face, Liu Jiang first greeted the camera in a friendly manner, and then said humbly.

"Thank you very much! Your support is the driving force for me to keep moving forward. I can't do all this without"

It's a pretty standard statement, which is both endearing and flawless.

"Then what are your plans next?"

The host nodded with satisfaction and looked at General Liu with unabashed appreciation in his eyes.

General Liu pondered for a moment, then raised his head suddenly, his eyes shining brightly.

"WBO middleweight champion Lonnie Brandley, WBC middleweight champion Keith Holmes, IBF middleweight champion Bernard Hopkins, are you ready?"

"Now that I have kicked open the door to the middleweight division, I come with the dream of unifying the middleweight championship titles of the four major organizations!"

"Boxing is a sport for the brave. I hope you won't refuse my challenge out of fear!"

Liu Jiang was full of momentum and domineering, and publicly issued a challenge statement to the three middleweight world boxing champions in the media.

The host on the side's eyes lit up. He was so excited that he couldn't control himself and asked a question tremblingly.

"John, are you ready to replicate what you did at welterweight?"

"Wow! I have to admire you, your ambition and action are worthy of your current achievements!"

"I think all boxing fans are extremely looking forward to hearing the news about the boxing champion's unification fight! John, don't keep us waiting too long!"

The ambition in his eyes was almost overflowing, Liu Jiang said confidently with his head held high.

"Bro, my boxing promoter and I will do our best to finalize the match in the shortest possible time!"

"But you also know that the time it takes for a boxing title unification fight may depend more on my next opponent."

"I just want to tell him, don't ink! Let's have a good fight!"

The host couldn't help laughing and echoed, "Three middleweight world boxing champions, have you heard the call for a new Caesar John?"

After the post-match interview, Liu will walk off the ring with members of the logistics team and prepare to return to the locker room.

Some boxing fans in the stands rushed to both sides of the boxer tunnel, wanting to get closer to their idols.

Liu Jiang felt that the situation was not good. He was worried about a stampede accident, so he quickened his pace and rushed back to the locker room. Seeing the rightful owner disappearing at the end of the boxer tunnel, the boxing fans could only gradually disperse.

After resting for a while in the locker room, Bob and Brandon came over.

"John, Takehara Shinji's situation is not good. You should pay attention to your words at the post-game press conference later."

Bob looked at General Liu who was sitting on the stool with his eyes closed and concentrating, and said with sincerity.

Liu Jiang opened his eyes, looked at Bob with a solemn expression, and asked.

"Oh? That kid is not going to die, is he?"

"Anyway, the situation is not very optimistic. According to the news I received, he has been sent to the ICU and is undergoing emergency rescue."

Bob looked serious, not joking at all.

"That kid acted very dirty in the ring and tried to hit me in the lower back many times!"

Not sure what the other party was planning, General Liu explained it just to be on the safe side.

Bob was obviously stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously looked at the other party's waist.

"John, you weren't hit, were you? Is your body really okay?"

"Of course I'm fine! If the opponent really succeeds, I will be the one carried off the ring on a stretcher!"

Liu Jiang patted his lower back and said that there was nothing wrong with him.

"John, you'd better restrain yourself next time. If something happens to your opponent, it won't be easy for you to arrange future games!"

After exhaling, Bob's face relaxed a little, and he gave Liu General some advice.

"I know, Boss!"

Liu Jiang vowed to the other party.

"Good, it's almost time, we should go to the post-match press conference!"

Bob nodded and did not continue the topic.

After changing his clothes, Liu will follow Bob to the post-game press conference.

Without any surprise, no one from Shinji Takehara attended the press conference.

After the two people sat down, the host started a long speech as usual. After a long chatter, the reporter's question session officially began.

"Mr. John, do you know the current situation of your opponent, Mr. Takehara Shinji?"

A reporter stood up and asked a question in a rather unkind tone.

"I saw him being taken to the hospital by the emergency doctor at the scene. Did there be an accident on the way?"

Liu Jiang pretended to be concerned and asked, which made the reporter angry to death.

Bob, who was sitting next to him, coughed slightly and glanced over, reminding General Liu to pay attention to his words.

"According to the latest news I have received, Mr. Takehara Shinji is currently undergoing emergency treatment in the ICU ward."

"The doctor's preliminary diagnosis results are retinal detachment, comminuted fracture of the bridge of the nose, severe concussion, dislocation of internal organs, and multiple soft tissue contusions throughout the body!"

"He is still not out of danger, and he will never even be able to stand in the ring again!"

"You hit him so harshly, shouldn't you apologize to him?"

The reporter was filled with indignation and shouted angrily. His eyes when he looked at General Liu were filled with overwhelming hatred.

If looks could kill, then General Liu would have died countless times!
"I'm really sorry to learn about Mr. Takehara Shinji's unfortunate experience!"

"But your accusations against me make no sense at all. I don't agree with it! All my actions in the boxing ring are in compliance with the rules!"

"Anything can happen in the boxing ring. These are his exact words. I give him the greatest respect by trying my best in the boxing ring!"

"And your words are insulting the boxer who is ranked number one in the middleweight class!"

Liu Jiang went all out, and he was so smooth-talking that he picked everything on himself and even beat him up.

The reporter's face became even more ugly. He really couldn't find the flaw in Liu Jiang's words.

I can only stand on the moral high ground and speak the words of the Holy Mother.

"But Mr. Takehara Shinji may never be able to step into the ring again, and his life cannot even be guaranteed!"

"No matter what, it's all your fault!"

"Don't you even feel a little bit guilty?"

Liu Jiang looked calm and replied lightly.

"Professional boxing is so cruel, everyone who steps into the ring should be aware of this!"

"Your remarks are ignorant and ridiculous! Maybe you should consider changing industries!"

"The boxing reporter business is not a good fit for a guy like you who's overflowing with sympathy."

The reporter was choked to death, and his face turned red from holding back.

Seeing that the other party couldn't fart for a long time, Liu Jiang was bored. He waved his hand with disdain and said softly.

"Next!"

The following reporter's question and answer session was very good, and General Liu dealt with it casually.

After the post-game press conference, Liu and Bob were about to return to their hotel room.

But he saw Lei walking over quickly, "Boss, a group of boxing fans gathered outside, and they don't seem to want to accept this defeat!"

"I saw that they were quite excited, they kept shouting, and even issued threats!"

"To prevent any accidents, I suggest you wait a while before leaving."

General Liu pondered for a moment and did not rush to make a decision. Instead, he turned to look at Bob.

Bob sneered and said with some contempt: "This is America, and we don't tolerate those books running wild!"

He directly took out his cell phone and called the powerful person in the LVPD.

After briefly introducing the situation to the other party, Bob hung up the phone and looked at General Liu.

"John, I think the celebration dinner should be held in Los Angeles!"

"The LVPD people may not be able to catch all these rats. It would be bad if something happens!"

"what do you think?"

Bob is mature and prudent. Just in case, he proposed to change the venue of the celebration dinner.

"Boss, I will do everything you want."

Liu Jiang readily agreed. The last incident with the blond twins left a huge shadow on him.

The person behind the scenes has not been found out, and he does not want to be set up again.

Besides, how can the beauties in Las Vegas compare to the babes in Hollywood?
It didn't take long for the LVPD officers to arrive at the scene, and they used some American-style threats to successfully disperse the group of books.

After Liu Jiang returned to the hotel room, he rested peacefully for a night.

　In reality, Takehara Shinji is unable to return to the ring because of retinal detachment. This is his destination and his destiny!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)