A Different Husband Every Day

The two fought very fiercely, with vigorous skill, quick response, and strong fist, completely out of the traditional boxing.

The cheers at the scene were unprecedentedly high, and the emotions of every audience were mobilized.

Li Weiyin could see that Xu Yimo didn't try his best. He seemed to be teasing Han Qiu. Every time he dodges, he either casts a scornful or joking look, or offers a mocking or disdainful smile.

Han Qiu was able to calm down at first, but was soon angered by Xu Yimo, his offensive was even tougher, and his moves were even more vicious.

He didn't even stop defending and dodge, and adopted the style of self-injury and Xu Yimo.

He jumped directly into Xu Yimo's trap. His fist seemed to hit Xu Yimo, but Xu Yimo unloaded his strength with one hand, and hit the edge of the key with one hand.

It seems that there is room for avoiding the key points, but in fact it has caused a lot of harm to Han Qiu.

With one punch and one punch, it seemed that Xu Yimo hadn't been pleased on the surface. He even got a punch on the face and put on some color, but Han Qiu had no bruises at all, but he was actually injured under his skin.

The more this happens, the more Han Qiu can't fall, otherwise people who don't understand the doorway will think this boxing ring is a fake.

Those who come here to consume are all expensive. The Han family offends one or two, but can't offend all of them.

Li Weiyin noticed that Xu Yimo really wanted to fix Han Qiu to death.

In a regular boxing match, death only needs to be within the rules and accidents, and there is no legal responsibility, not to mention this private organization.

Han Qiu felt the multiple injuries on his body, and his internal organs seemed to be broken apart a little bit.

Han Qiu's eyes were fierce, his fists creaked, and several consecutive spinning kicks broke out at an abnormal speed. There was no opportunity for Xu Yimo to counterattack, and Xu Yimo, who could only be defended, was pushed to the edge of the arena.

Seeing that Xu Yimo was about to be forced into a blind spot, the audience stood up excitedly and held their breath.

After blocking Xu Yimo's silent kick, Han Qi took advantage of his feet and jumped into the air, kicking Xu Yimo's kick extremely explosively.

Even a layman can feel the murderousness of this kick, and a kick is inevitable KO!

There was not much space behind Xu Yimo, and Han Qiu locked the scope of his activities. Everyone believed that Xu Yimo would definitely lose.

Even Li Weiyin's heart was lifted up and couldn't help running towards the arena.

But at this moment, Xu Yi did not retreat but moved forward. He was short, propped on the ground with one hand, his body flipped back, avoiding Han Qiu's attack, and at the same time his legs locked Han Qiu's neck in mid-air.

Those slender legs seemed to have strong strength. Only relying on the strength of the legs, they overturned Han Qiu and smashed his whole person down. He rolled around, kneeling on the ground with an elegant posture, and stabilized his body. .

There was a loud noise next, and Han Qiu smashed his whole body to the ground, his eyes sluggish for a moment.

Quiet, after a moment of silence, there was a loud scream.

The security guard and the Han family quickly rushed to the arena and rushed to the fallen Han Qiu.

Xu Yimo just took advantage of this gap, an somersault, crossed the fence of the arena, and landed firmly on the periphery.

Almost at the same time, Li Weiyin, who rushed to the front, handed him his clothes: "Hurry up and put it on."

Xu Yimo stretched out his hands and lowered his head, causing a roar around him.

Li Weiyin had no choice but to put on a compassionate shirt on him and glared at his triumphant smile.