Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

"I loved yesterday so much, but watching your hypocritical performance made me realize how far I am from you."

As the woman's heart-wrenching cries and songs rang out, the atmosphere in the boxing ring was completely ignited.

Everyone was dancing to the music, and the flashing lights were so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Shen Lijuan stood quietly by the boxing ring, holding her clothes and belongings.

Seeing that He Chengfeng's opponent was a tall, strong, fair-skinned man, she immediately clenched her small hands tightly, fearing that He Chengfeng would get hurt.

However, just as she was worrying about He Chengfeng, the glamorous Western woman on the next container openly sang for He Chengfeng, blew him a kiss in public, and spoke in an extremely ambiguous manner, her eyes seeming as if she wanted to devour He Chengfeng on the spot.

"Damn man—"

Upon seeing this, Shen Lijuan stomped her feet in anger, her teeth grinding together.

She knew this man was up to no good. How long had he been out of her sight? Only five minutes, and he'd already hooked up with that glamorous foreign woman. It was infuriating!

"You just wait, He Chengfeng..."

Shen Lijuan coldly watched He Chengfeng in the room, already thinking about how to deal with him after returning to her hotel room.

"good--"

She looked closely and realized that the battle had already begun.

At this moment, the burly, white-skinned man roared and charged at He Chengfeng with his huge fist clenched.

His fist was powerful and heavy, aimed straight at He Chengfeng's forehead.

If that hit, even if He Chengfeng were made of iron, he would probably fall down on the spot.

Shen Lijuan's heart clenched with anxiety, and she kept praying that He Chengfeng would not get into trouble.

He Chengfeng did not disappoint her.

He easily dodged the burly man's attack with a simple backward slide.

Immediately afterward, instead of rushing to attack, he lightly clenched his fists, and in his lace-up black leather shoes, quickly circled around the burly man.

White shirt, black trousers, black leather shoes, short hair, cold eyes...

At this moment, He Chengfeng resembled Jet Li from Fist of Fury, but with even more imposing presence and killing intent.

Shen Lijuan was so engrossed in watching that her eyes became unfocused.

Upon seeing this scene, the onlookers seemed to recall some familiar images, and unconsciously stopped shouting, watching the two people in the arena with tension.

Eve was still singing, but her gaze never left He Chengfeng.

Seeing He Chengfeng strike a familiar and handsome pose, she couldn't help but gleam with amazement, and her singing became even more heartfelt.

"Stop talking, stop talking! Okay, I'm trash, but my love isn't..."

She even recited the interlude monologue in the middle of the song, and did so so vividly and movingly.

"He Chengfeng, my dear He Chengfeng, keep going, you will win!"

After finishing her monologue, Ifka couldn't help but shout at He Chengfeng.

He Chengfeng trembled all over from her shouting, and goosebumps rose on his skin.

He had originally intended to conceal his strength and fight the white, muscular man for a while longer, but now it seemed impossible. If this dragged on any longer, he would be humiliated to death by Eveka.

These foreign women are just so passionate and unrestrained, it's almost unbearable.

"Rabid dog attack!"

He Chengfeng decided to finish the fight quickly and didn't stop. With a strange cry, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked at the burly man.

The burly man was startled and quickly raised his arms to block.

However, He Chengfeng's move was just a feint; his real killing move was in his fist.

He clenched his fist, with his middle finger sticking outwards, making his entire fist look like a cone.

Then, taking advantage of the moment when the big man blocked, he struck the big man's forehead with his right fist in a very tricky way.

A piece of skin on the burly man's forehead was immediately scraped off, causing his eye to twitch in pain.

"Hairpin to the right!"

Enraged, the burly man threw a punch straight at He Chengfeng's face.

He Chengfeng quickly bent down to dodge, then unleashed a flurry of punches from both sides, each one like an awl, fiercely pecking at the strong man's ribs.

"Click click click—"

In a mere second, He Chengfeng pecked at the burly man's ribs five or six times, the sound of his finger bones striking the ribs clearly audible, making one's teeth ache.

The burly man clearly hadn't expected He Chengfeng to be so fast, or that the bones in his fingers were so hard. Then, after being pecked so fiercely by He Chengfeng, he was in so much pain that his face contorted. He gritted his teeth and roared, raining blows on He Chengfeng.

"Well done!"

Seeing that the burly white man had abandoned his defense and was now attacking him with all his might, He Chengfeng couldn't help but sneer. He immediately moved his feet and began to circle around the man again.

"Ah-da—"

Taking advantage of the moment when the big man's punching momentum faltered, he suddenly lunged forward, pretending to throw a punch at the big man's face.

The big man quickly turned his head to dodge, but He Chengfeng's right leg followed up swiftly, delivering a groin kick that struck the big man squarely in the groin.

"The mad ape tries to catch the moon, I'll fight, fight, fight—"

Having landed a successful blow, He Chengfeng gave the burly man no chance to react, leaping forward and unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks at him.

The fist is like a cone, specifically aimed at striking the eye socket, temple, and throat...

The feet are like hammers, specifically targeting the calves, knees, and ribs...

After a flurry of blows, the burly man's 200-pound body crashed to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"I'll hit you—"

Although the burly man fell to the ground, he did not admit defeat.

He Chengfeng roared, slid forward, and delivered a standard soccer kick, aiming straight for the back of the burly man's head.

With a muffled thud, the black leather lace-up shoe suddenly kicked the burly man in the back of the head.

The burly man, who was still breathing and trying to get up, rolled his eyes back, foamed at the mouth, and went limp, completely losing consciousness after being hit.

"good------"

The entire arena erupted in deafening screams. Everyone was captivated by He Chengfeng's spectacular fight, and they all gave him a thumbs up.

Ifka was also extremely excited.

She jumped off the container, twisting her high heels so much they were crooked, but without stopping, she pushed through the crowd and rushed toward He Chengfeng, opening her arms to hug him from afar.

He Chengfeng had just finished fighting and his attention was still on the white, muscular man when, caught off guard, he was suddenly embraced by Eveka.

"Oh oh oh—"

As the audience witnessed the handsome man and beautiful woman embracing, they erupted in a uniquely male roar. Then, someone started chanting, "Kiss!"

"Kiss, kiss, kiss..."

He Chengfeng was dumbfounded.

He tried to push Eve away, but she was holding him too tightly.

The key point is that both of them were dressed very lightly at this time. He Chengfeng was only wearing a white shirt, and Eve was only wearing a silk dress. The plump and warm feeling of her chest made He Chengfeng feel a little reluctant to push her away.

"My dearest He Chengfeng, I knew you could do it!"

Eve hugged him for a moment, looking at He Chengfeng with hazy eyes and growing increasingly anxious. With the people around them constantly urging them to "kiss," the woman smiled shyly, decisively leaned in, and took the initiative to kiss him.

Soft, warm...

He Chengfeng stood there, stunned, and was forcibly kissed without even realizing it.

He blinked, his mind momentarily blank.

Well, I actually quite enjoyed it.

But why did he suddenly feel that the air was a little cold?

He subconsciously turned his head to look to the side and was shocked to see Shen Lijuan standing on the sidelines holding his clothes, her pretty face as cold as ice, her delicate eyebrows tightly furrowed, and her eyes staring intently at him.

He was startled, thinking to himself, "Oh no, how could I have forgotten about this girl?"

Now he's been caught kissing a beautiful foreign woman in public. What is he going to do?