Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 11 110 Odds
The handicap has been opened, and the soldiers on the scene are getting excited again.

No one likes a stupid bird who wants to die.

Everyone felt that Song Heping could not withstand Andre's punch, so they all placed bets that Song Heping would lose.

The old demon secretly asked Song Heping: "Do you really want to fight? Look at his fists. I don't think you can withstand his punch! Don't risk your life here!"

Song Heping moved his joints and asked the old demon, "Do you still have the remaining six hundred dollars with you?"

The old demon nodded in astonishment: "Of course I will take it with me, I won't leave the money in the store."

Then his eyes became round: "I said you don't really want to fight me, do you?"

Song Heping said: "Ask your old cousin if he can lend you an extra four hundred, add one thousand together and then buy and I will win."

The old demon cursed: "Damn it, are you serious? How sure are you?"

He knew that Song Heping had practiced, but no matter how hard he practiced, he couldn't beat a big guy like Andre!

The two of them are not at the same weight level, how can they fight?
Song Heping said: "Let's open it 50-50."

The old demon almost scolded my mother again: "Fifty-fifty? How dare you bet your fortune on a fifty-fifty chance? I say you are really a lunatic!"

Song Heping began to settle accounts: "1 to 10, one thousand US dollars. If you win, it will be . We will split it equally. You don't have to borrow money to buy air tickets. I can also temporarily pay for the living expenses of my younger siblings."

"Ugh……"

The old demon sighed.

He knew he couldn't stop it.

Song Heping didn't care about anything, the only thing he cared about most was his younger brothers and sisters.

The old demon sighed and said, "Alright, I'll go crazy with you. We've already gotten to this point. At worst, you can ask your family to send some money so I can buy a plane ticket back."

After that, I actually went to ask my old cousin Donald to borrow money.

Song Heping took off his coat and was about to go on stage. Thomas stopped him: "Sang, I'm just introducing you to a job. You don't need to risk your life."

Song Heping smiled and said: "It's okay. If it doesn't work, I will escape by myself and I won't die."

Then he added: "I said my name is SONG, not SANG!"

Thomas thought about it carefully in his mind for a few times, and finally shouted: "Mourning!"

"FK!"

Song Heping was completely speechless and went straight to the ring.

Andre was already waiting on the stage.

He really didn't understand how Song Heping had the courage to go on stage and fight him.

He has been here for three months and he has never lost in this arena.

Boxing is not for money, Andre likes to beat those American soldiers, and he has a natural dissatisfaction with American soldiers.

As a Russian, even though he is earning US dollars now, it does not prevent him from disliking these guys.

"Boy, I don't want to beat you to death, at least you don't annoy me."

"Then I have to thank you?"

Song Heping smiled slightly, his eyes roving back and forth on Andre.

Before taking action, you must conduct careful observation whenever you have the opportunity. Just like a scout who wants to raid a stronghold for an attack, he must first conduct fire reconnaissance to find loopholes in the stronghold's defense.

This is true for tactics, and it is also true for individual soldiers.

"I have a question." Song Heping asked Donald in the audience: "What are the rules here?"

Donald spread his hands: "There are no rules. This is not an Olympic venue. What, are you afraid?"

Song Heping asked: "You mean, I just need to knock him down?"

Donald and the people around him burst into laughter, and he kept nodding: "Yes, as long as you have the ability." Hearing that there were no rules, Song Heping was relieved.

If it's boxing rules, then I'm really not sure I can win. If there are no restrictions and no rules, then there is still a chance of winning.

He already understood Andre's situation.

It's a pity that this guy has so few weaknesses.

Generally, strength-type guys have very developed muscles. The advantage of strong muscles is that they have strong resistance to beatings and a high strength index. Their weaknesses are usually the lower body, or lack of flexibility.

After seeing Andre's legs, Song Heping was a little disappointed.

The opponent's bottom plate doesn't look weak, and there are no weak points to attack there.

Then you can only find other weaknesses.

Song Heping has received professional training in this aspect, and military combat arts from all over the world have long studied the weaknesses of the human body from top to bottom.

As long as he is human, even Tyson also has these weaknesses, unless he is not human.

Andre's muscles are so developed that it's like he is wearing a muscle protective suit. The weakness of this kind of muscular man is generally his lack of flexibility, and he is basically invincible in other aspects. Even if I wanted to use ground techniques to drag him into a fight, I might not be able to lock him down.

If Donald's previous statement was not an exaggeration, a guy who can push up to 300kg in chest press definitely did not lock it by relying on joint skills...

So, how to knock the opponent down?
Song Heping's eyes fell on the other party's head.

head.

That's right.

No matter how awesome it is, the head and neck are relatively fragile.

At this time, a soldier from the American army came up and he acted as the referee.

Both Song Heping and Andre put on thin boxing gloves. The referee led the two to the center of the ring, asked Song Heping's name, and then asked both sides if they were ready.

The two responded in the affirmative.

The referee added: "The rules here are no rules, but it is best not to kill anyone. Of course, you are not in our army. If someone lives, it has nothing to do with us. Do you understand what I am saying?"

Song Heping felt that he was announcing an exemption clause rather than any rules.

The two nodded quickly, indicating that they understood clearly.

Except for the old demon, everyone in the audience thought Andre would win.

The old demon really asked Donald to borrow 400 yuan, plus 600 US dollars of his own, and collected a total of US dollars to bet Song Heping.

While placing the bet, Les looked at him and smiled, feeling that the old demon had the word "Silly" carved into his head.

The whistle blows, the referee steps back, and the game begins.

Andre looked at Song Heping with a smile, spread his hands, puffed up his chest muscles, and made provocative movements, but did not take the initiative to attack.

He didn't want to win too easily, it would be too boring.

Just like a cat and a mouse, under the suppression of blood, no matter how much the mouse resists, it will be useless, but the cat will still struggle to kill the mouse.

He felt that Song Heping was a mouse that was brought to him on his own initiative.

The atmosphere in the audience was also very relaxed.

Everyone was pointing and talking with a smile, holding beer bottles in their hands and drinking. They all felt that Song Heping would be a total failure. They were discussing the difference between how many punches he could endure.

Before Andre could finish feeling proud, his vision suddenly blurred, and Song Heping's figure suddenly became blurry.

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his jaw, and there was a huge impact that made his vision go dark. He immediately lost his vision, and he didn't know anything after that.

"Oh, my god!"

The audience, who were eagerly waiting to see a cat and mouse game, screamed in unison and were collectively dumbfounded.

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