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Chapter 410: If you survive, I'll stay with you for one night


Chapter 410 If you survive, I will accompany you for one night.

Seeing Lin Xiaotian’s confident look, the beauty from Tsarist Russia couldn’t help but shine in her eyes.

She smiled charmingly and said: "Handsome, you are so confident.

How about I make a bet with you?"

how" "What are you betting on?"

Lin Xiaotian asked curiously.

The Russian beauty reached out and touched Lin Xiaotian's chest, and whispered charmingly: "If you can come out of the ring alive, handsome, I will stay with you for one night."

Lin Xiaotian laughed when he heard this, pinched the Tsarist Russian beauty hard, and laughed and said: "Okay, we have agreed that I will come back alive from the ring for you."

With the help of the beauty from Tsarist Russia, Lin Xiaotian's boxing match was arranged for the next one.

After Lin Xiaotian left, the charming look on the face of the Russian beauty completely disappeared, and she turned and walked towards a box on the underground floor.

In the box, a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman were enjoying the bloody and brutal fight on the ring with great interest.

The beauty of Tsarist Russia is in the age of youth and beauty, with delicate skin, bright eyes and good eyesight, full of youthful atmosphere, she is an out-and-out beauty.

But when she walked into the room and stood in front of the middle-aged woman, she was immediately overshadowed by the middle-aged woman's peerless elegance.

In front of this middle-aged woman, she is like an ugly duckling that has not yet grown up, while this middle-aged woman is a fully blooming manjusana, charming and enchanting, full of magical charm.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly when he saw the Tsarist Russian beauty coming in: "Shava, what's the matter?"

The Russian beauty Sharapova bowed her head respectfully and whispered: "Boss, one of the two Chinese people who won several games in a row has just signed up to participate in the game.

I have arranged for him to be in the next game."

"Chinese people are participating in the competition."

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and showed a sarcastic smile: "I thought they were people sent by other boxing rings to test the waters, but I didn't expect that they were an idiot who didn't know who the so-called Chinese people were.

The weak are never the winners in the underground boxing ring.”

Sharapova hesitated to speak, and after a while she said carefully: "I touched his body deliberately, he is very strong."

"No matter how strong the monkey is, it is impossible to defeat the bear, let alone his opponent in the next match will be Ivanov the Ripper," the middle-aged man said nonchalantly.

At this moment, the enchanting middle-aged woman suddenly said: "I am very interested in this Chinese.

Sharapova, bet one million for me.

If you buy the Chinese, you will win."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise: "Miss Alexeyevna, I remember that you have always been very disgusted with yellow people.

Why are you interested in him?"

The one who is as beautiful and mysterious as Manzhushahua is the Ice Rakshasa Alexeyevna who controls half of the forest city.

"I just hate weak people.

Not all yellow people are weak."

Alexeyevna's watery eyes were filled with a strange look.

Just when the middle-aged man wanted to ask a few more questions, the following game had officially begun.

The host below shouted loudly in passionate Russian: "Dear bloodthirsty Tsarist Russian friends, there will be a special battle for you.

We will be torn apart by our thirteen battles, thirteen victories, and thirteen kills of the opponent's killing machine.

Splitter, fighting against the mysterious man Tian from China."

Having said this, he took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his voice: "Next, let us welcome Ivanov the Killing Machine Ripper" The unique vibrato of Russian brought the emotions of the audience to a peak again.

Ivanov, the killing machine tearer, is a famous murderer in the underground boxing circles of the entire forest city.

He is a retired major of Tsarist Russia's Signal Flag Special Forces.

He has performed several anti-subversion missions overseas.

He is known as a superman, possessing unique skills and being brave and good at fighting.

After joining the underground boxing ring, he achieved an astonishing record of thirteen battles, thirteen wins and thirteen kills, setting a record for the third most consecutive wins in history.

Ivanov the Ripper walked onto the ring wearing a blood-red cloak.

He just raised his arms slightly, which attracted cheers from the audience.

Countless Russian women frantically shouted the Ripper's name and even took off their clothes.

Come down and throw it to the ring, hanging the cage in colorful colors.

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Ivanov the Tearer is famous in the underground boxing ring for his bloody brutality in thirteen fights and thirteen kills.

He once stepped on one of his opponent's thighs many times, then pulled the other thigh, tearing the opponent apart directly.

So these people are looking forward to him tearing apart today's opponents and stage a real bloody feast.

"Now, let us welcome Tian from the ancient mysterious country of China."

The host mobilized the audience's emotions and pointed his finger under the ring in an exaggerated way.

The lights at the scene shone on Lin Xiaotian, making Lin Xiaotian appear in the sight of all the audience at the scene.

"Shhh" When the audience saw Lin Xiaotian's thin figure, they all booed.

Lin Xiaotian stood in front of Ivanov the Ripper, who was two meters tall and weighed two hundred kilograms, like a weak child.

Some spectators who bought Lin Xiaotian's victory rushed to change their bets, while those who bought Ivanov the Ripper shouted crazily: "Tear him apart, tear him apart."

In the box on the first floor, the middle-aged man was a little surprised to see Lin Xiaotian appear, because Lin Xiaotian's figure is not considered burly even among Chinese people, especially now that he is wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and you can clearly see that there is no trace of his body.

Not very prominent muscle lines.

"This is what you call strong."

The middle-aged man glared at the Russian beauty Sharapova.

"When I poked his body just now, the muscles were still very hard.

How could it be like this now?"

Sharapova almost burst into tears when her boss complained.

The moment the beautiful woman Alexeyevna saw Lin Xiaotian on the stage, a strange look flashed in her charming eyes, and her thick and sexy lips slightly evoked a playful smile.

"Haha, it's really interesting.

I guess no one would have thought that you would actually come to the underground boxing ring to box.

Poor Menshak, I guess he has already found someone to make someone crazy."

Alexeyevna looked at Lin Xiaotian's eyes.

Full of curiosity.

After killing the three killers he sent, this man did not contact Menshak Ilyichkampov.

Instead, he leisurely went to the underground boxing ring to box.

This made Alexeyevna have to look at him with admiration. .

"He is worthy of being a god of the Defender Mercenary Group, not an ordinary man."

When Ivanov the Ripper saw that his opponent turned out to be a yellow man, he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Why the hell did you arrange a yellow-skinned monkey for me?

He can't even block my punch?"

Lin Xiaotian raised his eyebrows when he heard this and shouted in Russian: "White pig, I think you can't block my punch."

Lin Xiaotian's provocative words made the audience excited.

Several Russian women even shouted loudly: "God, you are a real man, stop playing games and be my man."

"Be my man" Lin Xiaotian smiled at those Tsarist Russian women and jumped onto the ring.

Seeing Lin Xiaotian's light body and dexterous movements, the Tsarist Russian woman screamed coquettishly, wanting to rush to the stage and pull Lin Xiaotian down.

When Ivanov the Tearer saw a woman from his country winking at a yellow-skinned monkey, he howled in anger.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, I will tear you apart and hang your intestines on the cage."

Ivanov the Ripper slapped his chest hard with his fist and looked at Lin Xiaotian fiercely.

The host saw that there was no need to tease him, as the two were already on the same page, so he quickly shouted that the game was about to begin.

The moment the host spoke, Ivanov the Ripper's huge body rushed forward.

The moment he started, the ground shook violently, as if a tank had started.

The instantaneous high-speed activation undoubtedly revealed the strength of his signal flag special forces.

Although he was huge, his movements were extremely fast.

He was almost five or six meters away from Lin Xiaotian, and he was there in an instant.

In front of Lin Xiaotian.

"die" Ivanov the Ripper roared angrily, and slammed his fist into Lin Xiaotian's chest with a roaring sound.

His strength can split tigers and leopards, and his fist can knock down a bullfight.

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If this punch hits an ordinary person, it will definitely break bones and tendons.

Many spectators in the stands had scarlet eyes, wanting to watch Lin Xiaotian being punched to death, but among the female spectators, many looked at the ring with very complicated expressions.

They liked this Chinese pretty boy and didn't want him to be beaten to death, but when they saw Ivanov the Tearer's huge fist getting closer and closer to Lin Xiaotian's handsome face, they suddenly felt a beautiful desire to be hit instantly.

Broken alternative pleasure.

Facing the powerful and heavy punch of Ivanov the Ripper, Lin Xiaotian did not dodge, but crossed his arms in a cross to protect his chest, trying to block Ivanov the Ripper's fist with his arms.

When Ivanov the Ripper saw Lin Xiaotian's stupid move, a mocking smile suddenly appeared in his scarlet eyes.

Bang A fist the size of an average person's head hit Lin Xiaotian's arm hard.

Lin Xiaotian's body flew backwards like a light balloon until it hit the iron mesh of the prison cage.

"Kill him" "Kill him" When the audience saw Ivanov the Ripper knocking Lin Xiaotian away with one punch, they suddenly screamed with excitement.

A look of surprise flashed across Ivanov the Ripper's eyes, because he did not hear the familiar sound of bones breaking.

He is very confident in his fists.

Even a punch with a steel plate can definitely make a dent.

Why is this yellow-skinned monkey's arm not broken?

Lin Xiaotian shook his arm.

His arm was slightly numb from the fist hit by Ivanov the Ripper just now, but it was just numbness in his arm.

At the moment when Ivanov the Ripper launched his attack, Lin Xiaotian suddenly thought of the improvement in his inner energy after the old monk from Erlong Mountain gave him enlightenment.

He wanted to see how much change this increase in inner energy had brought to him. .

So he didn't dodge or even fight back, but resisted Ivanov the Ripper's punch.

Facts have proved that the effect of his internal energy improvement is amazing, and his defense power has been increased by at least one level.

If it were in the past, if he had resisted a punch from Ivanov the Ripper, his arm would have been sore and weak at least, because he was not a powerful fighter after all.

But now after receiving a hard punch, there is almost no difference, just a slight numbness.

This change made Lin Xiaotian's eyes flash with a hint of surprise.

Outside the cage ring, when Lin Xiaotian chose to receive a punch from Ivanov the Ripper, Dongfang Ren's eyes flashed with surprise.

When he saw Lin Xiaotian calmly waved his hands and regained his composure, Dongfang Ren couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

"This guy actually became stronger again" After being briefly surprised, Ivanov the Ripper roared angrily, stepped forward with two thighs as thick as an average person's waist, and smashed Lin Xiaotian's head with his fist.

This time it was from top to bottom.

He wanted to see how this yellow-skinned monkey forced himself to read happily every day.

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