Son of Heaven

"When" the golden gong rang, Liang Chen didn't rush over immediately this time, but just stared at the boxer closely, with indescribable pity and sorrow flashing in his eyes.The half-grown old man was shaking like chaff, looking at Liang Chen in fear, his legs trembled so dizzily, his eyes clearly showed incomparable despair, he closed his eyes, let out a wild roar, and actually lowered his head. With a slap of the head, he bumped towards Liang Chen.

Liang Chen sighed, flashed lightly, stretched out his hand and struck his neck with a chopping palm. As a result, the half-grown old man passed out on the spot and couldn't get up again.There was an uproar outside the arena, mixed with low voices of cursing, but everyone's cursing was very vague, and it was not clear who they were cursing.

"As a result of the match, Boxer No. [-] won. Cai Wenlong, please show your ball number." Yu Zhanyuan continued to shout.The staff outside the venue had already dragged out the half-grown old man who had passed out.

"I also chose No. [-], the boss of Liang Ziheng." The tall and thin Cai Wenlong showed his number ball, and at the same time glanced at Liang Ziheng. Smile, like sarcasm, sympathy, and gloating, it's complicated anyway, Liang Ziheng can't understand it.

He just sat there with a gloomy face, not saying a word. [

Cai Wenlong's boxer came out, and when his boxer came out, there was an uproar in the audience. It turned out to be a little girl with two braids, about five or six years old. Holding a bunch of candied haws and licking them non-stop.

"I... shit..." A few bosses wanted to slap the table and scold their mothers on the spot, but they finally put back the swear words, which is too outrageous for him.

"Bang!" As soon as he slapped the table, the supervisory representative of the National Federation of Federations stood up, trembling with anger.

"Cai Wenlong, what do you mean by this? Are you playing tricks on our Sword Drilling Festival? If you still have this attitude, even if you voluntarily abstain, leave here immediately." Kong Zechun was so angry that almost all of his hair stood on end. Yes, he roared.

"Secretary-General Kong, it seems that there is no rule in the Sword Dagger Festival that children's boxers are not allowed? Besides, who doesn't want to hide their strength and use their own lower horses against the enemy's upper horses in the first match? This is also a It's a kind of confrontation technique." Cai Wenlong shrugged and said, nonchalantly.

"You..." Kong Zechun was so hard pressed by Cai Wenlong that he almost choked.

"Secretary-General Kong, please calm down. According to the rules, this is indeed the case. No matter what kind of boxer the boss sends, as long as the boxer is on the field." Yu Zhanyuan said with a half-smile.

However, at this moment, the little girl saw that the atmosphere in the middle of the field was too depressing, and the bosses had hideous faces, or gnashed their teeth, it was really terrifying, and couldn't help but burst into tears with a "wow", Holding on to the candied haws, holding on to the door of the iron cage with one hand, refusing to go in, and yelling to find her mother, there is no way to fight this battle.The low cursing in the field was mixed with uncontrollable laughter. In this way, the third game was won without any effort.

"Congratulations, Boss Liang." Cai Wenlong turned his head and laughed at Liang Ziheng beside him.

"Hehe, let me go." Liang Ziheng arched his hands and forced a smile on his face.

"But your fighters have to be more careful, the next fight doesn't seem to be so easy and easy to fight." Cai Wenlong threw down a sentence, and began to nibble on melon seeds leisurely, as if he was watching a lively event that had nothing to do with him.