Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

A fist that is not considered light among the peers, and an outrageously dexterous dodge.

This is really an amateur match that no one like the underground boxing match will participate in! ?

Compared with top boxing events, this kind of game is undoubtedly many orders of magnitude worse.

The money earned is even more different.

How can I meet such a person here?

He looked at Jack, who was bleeding heavily on his head, and those clear and steady eyes, and suddenly felt as if he was back on the field.

This is a fighter who doesn't belong in this kind of rubbish competition!

But his agent told him that this was obviously an amateur player who had never participated in a formal competition.

call--! ! !

The heavy right punch that made a harsh sound made his guess even more firm.

Jack did dodge again, and landed a hard right uppercut to his open body.

A punch landed on his stomach, which was too full to dodge.

This adventurous offensive posture is his style.

But generally speaking, whether he is good at defending or dodging, even the same heavy gunner will fall first in his razor-sharp attack.

The previous punch did indeed cause huge damage.

But in the next few rounds of confrontation, he couldn't even touch each other!

Whenever he wanted to attack the head, Jack would press down quickly, sliding left and right like a loach.

When it wants to attack the body, Jack will move back quickly, using his arms to block the fist that has reached the end of the stroke.

Every punch will pass the target part close at hand and hit the air.

This feeling of powerlessness in hammering the cotton with all his strength made his muscles start to suffer.

"Drink ah ah ah ah-!!!"

A super right uppercut that was so close to losing his body's balance.

The opponent's body was right in front of him, but at the moment of the collision, he still brushed the opponent's back and missed.

In an instant.

The sharp pain in his right waist interrupted his breathing.

Bend over, kneel, low position.

Left arm, roundabout, uppercut!

Jack nearly burst his back with a punch.

Another punch!

Then right uppercut!

Hughes, who was stunned, backed away desperately.

The feeling of heavy punches on his body made him feel terrible.

There is no feeling from the fists on the head or even on the face, but the pain in the abdomen is almost completely separated——

He just changed his abs last week!

Nerves are as sensitive as newborn skin.

Now it's like a fried steak rolling on a pan.

"Very good! Continue to suppress, he will not be able to stand it anymore!"

Lao Wei shouted from the sidelines.

ah?Jack is about to win?

Luo Qi was a little dazed.

He also thought that this battle would be very difficult, or even lost quickly.

"real or fake?"

V couldn't help asking.

"Encourage, encourage, encourage."

Lao Wei showed a mysterious smile, "And you see, the effect is not bad."

Hearing Lao Wei's words, Jack really cheered up, and began to consume Hughes boldly.

The bigger the body, the greater the strength. If there is no physical strength to match it, then the final outcome will not be too beautiful.

But the prosthetic body on Hughes will only make his physical strength become almost infinite.

Jack's offensive did not achieve the desired effect, but began to exchange fists with Hughes.

Evasion doesn't work every time.

After passing the initial stage of ignorance, Hughes' shooting percentage began to improve.

Among the twenty or thirty punches that are thrown continuously within a few seconds, one tenth of them can be effectively hit.

But at the same time, his abs were being targeted by Jack one after another.

Jack is like a matador, and Hughes is like a raging bull, starting to squander his strength recklessly.

Even hammered down a pillar for it.

In a series of stormy attacks, Hughes was completely knocked out, and he staggered and bent over trying not to fall, but Jack punched his abdominal muscles with continuous lower uppercuts.

a bit!

Twice! !

Three times! ! !

A punch was heavier than a punch, as if he had completely given up on dodging, and was only going to attack with all his strength.

"Uhhhhhh-"

Under the severe pain, Hughes let out a painful roar, and then slammed into Jack's fist, swinging a fist that contained anger and pain.

Boom-! ! !

The fists of both sides hit each other at the same time, making a huge and incomparable sound.

Boom-! ! !

Jack's fist hit Hughes' side again, and Hughes' fist hit Jack's shoulder.

Boom-! ! !

With all his strength, Jack lowered his body and punched Hughes in the stomach, and at the same time he received a straight punch on the side of his head.

Limited dodge, fist and arm collision, heavy artillery bombardment without giving way.

The fists were like unstoppable lightning, hitting the opponent's body again and again, and then continued to repeat the struggle of separation and contact.

Every hit was accompanied by tremors as if the body was hit by a truck.

The voice of the audience disappeared, the voice of the commentary disappeared, and the voice of the host disappeared.

The whole world seemed to be filled with the sound of gasping for breath and the sound of the body being punched.

Jack could no longer hear, and even lost his sight.

Tinnitus exploded in the brain.

He saw Hughes frequently throwing out terrifying punches, tried to dodge as hard as he could, and then aimed at the gap in his abdomen with the last of his strength.

One punch!

boom--! ! ! ! ! !

There were almost overlapping impact sounds.

Jack felt his vision jerk suddenly, followed by an earth-shattering shaking, and then he couldn't feel the pain.

But at the last moment when the world shut down and collapsed precariously.

He saw the muscular alloy monster on the opposite side, whose abdomen shrank suddenly because of his punch, and it was no longer hard, and then spurted a large amount of liquid from its mouth.

Jack hit the ground again like a falling rock.

Razor Hughes took two steps convulsively, his knees softened, and he fell headlong into his own vomit and blood.

Both fell to the ground.

Chapter 310 A Subnet Surveillance Smell?

Luo Qi no longer remembered the specific situation at the scene.

Audience and media reaction is none of his business.

Lao Wei rushed to the ring first, and then announced the suspension of the game, and they conceded on behalf of Jack.

Hughes, who stood up with great difficulty, was not happy to see such an opponent defeated by him.

Being beaten like this by what he considers an amateur boxer, and using the rules of boxing completely, he has already lost.

The nausea from the blows to the abdomen and guts left him in such poor shape that he left the ring early and hastily declared victory.

"Is it worth it?"

Suzi and Luo Qi stood outside the sterile operating area and asked the frowning Luo Qi.

"Is there anything you have, ever wanted to pursue and prove?"

Rocky asked back.

"Revenge, if that counts."

Suzi thought for a long time, but found that she couldn't find anything that could be called "ideal".

My childhood was beautiful, and I had many unrealistic fantasies, but none of them were clear goals.

In later life, it was a blessing to be able to survive, so I couldn't cultivate any pursuits.

Compared with Jack, Suzi's life is indeed a bit too monotonous, just like a black and white photo.

"..."

Luo Qi laughed, then shook his head mockingly, touched Suzi's hand again and again.

He shouldn't have asked Suzi that question.

"What about you?" Suzi looked at him.

"Let's live an extraordinary life, at least don't be oblivious to everyone, or you will always feel that life is for nothing."

Luo Qi thought for a long time, but he couldn't find anything that could be called pursuit.

"But that was before, it's different now."

"?"

Suzi looked at him with such eyes.

"Do a good job with the Terrorist Squad and try to get better."

Luo Qi grabbed her hand and didn't let go.

The life in Night City not only has thrills like huge waves, but also endless crises, and even more rapid changes.

But what he pursues is an ending in which the people around him can be "not bad".

As for "nobody" or "famous"?

Luo Qi felt that he could answer this question well——

A truly unknown person has no choice at all. When he can make a choice, he may not be famous all over the world, but he is definitely not an unknown person.

This is basically a series of nonsense.

It's a pity that Dexter probably rotted in the garbage dump, otherwise Luo Qi would really want to step on his face and tell him who is the boss now.