Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

Everyone took out money and threw it on the table, but none of them threw as much as this middle-aged man.

And everyone except this middle-aged man is betting on Brother Hu.

"Boss, don't you just want to break this kid's leg?" A young man standing behind asked, "Why do you want to hold this kid?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "The key is that you all bet on Ah Hu, and I can only bet on the other party, otherwise the bet cannot be formed."

Then he murmured: "If this kid is really broken by Ah Hu, I will make more money than I will lose."

Everyone stared at the stage, looking bored.

Everyone felt that this should be the most unspectacular boxing match.

This kid couldn't stand Ah Hu's two punches and was about to fall down.

After Yang Xiaobao got on the stage, he saw Ahu, a burly man standing opposite him, grinning.

"Boy, don't blame me, someone wants to make you remember better."

As he spoke, he punched Yang Xiaobao.

"call!"

The punch was fast and hard, and it reached Yang Xiaobao in an instant.

People who specialize in boxing, the speed and strength they usually practice, are simply incomparable to ordinary people.

The people watching below are all happy.

They all thought that Yang Xiaobao would definitely not be able to dodge this punch.

But before their applause fell, they were swallowed back abruptly.

Yang Xiaobao dodged slightly, and unexpectedly dodged the punch easily.

The middle-aged man sitting in the private room also had a surprised expression on his face when he saw Yang Xiaobao hiding so easily.

"This kid's movements are quite sensitive." The person standing behind said with a smile.

"Hmph, no matter how sensitive you are, there are times when you get hit."

These people chatted in a relaxed tone, not worried about losing money at all.

Ah Hu on the stage was secretly taken aback.

He saw that Yang Xiaobao's dodging speed was more agile and light than the most powerful boxer he had ever seen.

Although he thought so in his heart, his subordinates did not stop attacking.

He punched Yang Xiaobao again.

If this punch hits, Yang Xiaobao will at least suffer a concussion.

He thought Yang Xiaobao would dodge, so he had already figured out where to hit the next punch.

But what he didn't expect was that Yang Xiaobao didn't dodge this punch.

Instead, they also clenched their fists, as if they were going to fight.

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao was about to punch him, Ah Hu grinned.

Fighting against yourself, isn't this courting death?

The people in the audience shouted again, they felt that Yang Xiaobao was about to suffer a big loss this time.

Maybe his arm will be discounted.

The middle-aged man's expression also relaxed. It doesn't matter if he loses this little money to his subordinates, as long as this kid is beaten to the ground.

But the unexpected mutation came.

The fists of the two people clashed together, and one of them let out a scream.

But unfortunately, it was not Yang Xiaobao who screamed, but Ah Hu.

Looking at Ah Hu again, he let out a scream, stepped back a few steps, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

His arm, hanging down, could no longer be raised.

But Yang Xiaobao stood firmly at the original place, grinning.

Many people opened their mouths, watching what happened on the stage in disbelief.

The middle-aged man also frowned, his expression became more serious.

The men standing behind him had frozen smiles on their faces, looking in disbelief.

Ah Hu had never been so humiliated before, he yelled, and swung another fist at Yang Xiaobao.

This time Yang Xiaobao was still the same as before, fist to fist with Ahu.

Ah Hu was not as lucky as last time this time, his body flew up and fell heavily on the platform.

Yang Xiaobao didn't hesitate, and with a flash, he came in front of Ahu.

He bent down, grabbed Ahu's ankle, and directly lifted Ahu up.

The audience exclaimed.

"This guy, with such a thin body, how can he be so strong!"

"It's unbelievable, Brother Hu weighs more than 200 kilograms, and he was picked up just like that."

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Xiaobao with a murderous look in his eyes.

After Yang Xiaobao picked up Ah Hu, he threw it directly at the pillar.

"Oh!"

"Crack!"

Ah Hu hit the wooden pillar with his back, smashing the pillar in two.

Ah Hu screamed again, like killing a pig.

Ahu's screams echoed throughout the underground bar, making everyone in the audience shudder.

Now no one applauded, only the sound of gasping for air.

Yang Xiaobao let go the moment Ah Hu hit the pillar, and Ah Hu landed on the platform.

He groaned in pain, his body squirmed, trying to struggle to stand up, but it was of no avail.

Judging by his appearance, Ah Hu's spine was broken.

There was silence under the stage, and Yang Xiaobao shocked everyone.

The middle-aged man looked gloomy, snorted, waved his hand, and said, "Look for someone to carry Ah Hu down."

Although he won the bet this time, he didn't feel the joy of winning at all.

His subordinates found a few people and lifted Ah Hu off the platform.

"Are there any more?"

Yang Xiaobao stood on the stage, looked around the audience, and said coldly: "If you want to come up, hurry up, I don't have so much time to dawdle with you."

The people in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay, and many who thought they were not as capable as Ah Hu lowered their eyes.

The middle-aged man's face became more and more cold. Finally, he waved his hand and whispered something to one of his subordinates.

The subordinate immediately nodded and walked towards a room.

Yang Xiaobao also noticed the middle-aged man at this time, he stared at the middle-aged man, grinned provocatively.

There was anger in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but there was nothing he could do about Yang Xiaobao.

Not long after, Yang Xiaobao saw a short man in shorts walking towards him.

This guy walks like a tiger, with muscle mass all over his body.

Judging from the shape of his face, he should be from the area of ​​Nantai.

His eyes were bright and dark, like a vulture.

When everyone saw this person, they all whispered, and many people had excited expressions on their faces.

"Sucha is here."

"This is a good show. Sucha usually doesn't make a move. As long as he makes a move, the other party will be in big trouble."

Many people became excited and started cheering for Sucha.

Yang Xiaobao stood leisurely on the stage, looked at this man named Sucha, and jumped onto the ring with one leg raised.

Sucha walked up to Yang Xiaobao and grinned.

"I'll fight with you." He said in not-so-standard Mandarin.

Yang Xiaobao nodded and said, "No problem."

At this time, the middle-aged man in the audience said to his subordinates: "Who will win this bet?"

Those of his men glanced at each other.

"Sucha, Sucha has never lost."

"I think this kid is very powerful."

This round is different from the last round, and there are different opinions.