Chapter 1101 Duel(2/2)
"No need." After Li Siwen said that, he took off his suit and handed it directly to the sparrow, not forgetting to say: "Since Boss Ren is so elegant, it's not wrong for me to play with him."
Hearing Li Siwen's words, everyone at the scene laughed, and Zang Tianqi couldn't help but mocked: "Li Siwen, I advise you to let the bodyguards come. That way, the loss may look better. If it were you
, up to thirty seconds.”
"It's impossible for thirty seconds. Brother Zhong is a special forces soldier."
"Brother Zhong once fought ten against one in Pengcheng. How can this skinny monkey compare?"
A group of people laughed repeatedly. After all, Li Siwen seemed to be in poor shape, and Ren Jiazhong was at least a bit stronger than him. In the one-on-one challenge, weight is the most basic criterion for measuring victory or defeat. This is also a reduction in strength by ten.
The origin of the meeting.
However, Li Siwen didn't care about this at all. He rolled up his shirt sleeves, looked at Ren Jiazhong and said, "Boss Ren, let's do it!"
"It's interesting." Ren Jiazhong took off his jacket and said with a smile: "Mr. Li, I didn't expect you to be a warrior who likes heroes to save beauties."
"I'm not that tall." Li Siwen's mouth tilted: "I dare to challenge you in a one-on-one fight only because I am confident that I can beat you."
"Joke!" Ren Jiazhong's face darkened, he threw the jacket in his hand to the side, jumped up, and hit Li Siwen directly in front of the spotlight with his huge fist.
Because Ren Jiazhong's strength was very strong, the wind of his fist made a tearing sound in the air. If this punch hit him, he would probably be knocked out directly.
However, Li Siwen reacted very quickly. He moved his body back two steps like a demon bow, and Ren Jiazhong's fist was thrown into the air. But it was not over yet. Li Siwen raised his hands upwards, lifted up Ren Jiazhong's arm, and fiercely
With a strong force on the ground, Ren Jiazhong's entire body rose into the air.
Over the shoulder!
Ren Jiazhong never expected that Li Siwen would react so quickly, and his body would have lost balance due to his carelessness. However, he was a special forces soldier after all. His other arm directly pressed on Li Siwen's shoulder in mid-air, using the force to keep his body in the air.
It turned around and landed firmly on the ground.
"Mr. Li, I have a moment."
Ren Jiazhong couldn't help but exclaimed.
"You're not bad either!"
Li Siwen's eyes flashed with excitement and he rushed forward.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two fists intertwined, making fierce collision sounds, and it was difficult to tell the difference for a moment. This scene also made the person who just laughed at Li Siwen shut his mouth.
"Mahjong, will he be okay?" Zheng Jiayu sneaked up to Mahjong and asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to him as long as I'm watching over him." Sparrow said with a smile: "And he enjoys this process very much."
"Will he win?" Zheng Jiayu asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Ma Qiao said with certainty: "His skills and experience are not as good as Ren Jiazhong's, but his reaction and physical strength are much stronger. He uses his reaction speed to maximize his strengths and avoid weaknesses, dragging the battle into a favorable time, and he will win without a doubt."
"Really?" Zheng Jiayu couldn't believe it. She couldn't see anything, and how could Li Siwen's physical strength be better than Ren Jiazhong's? She muttered: "Is his physical strength really that good?"
"It's not like you don't know." Sparrow said casually.
Zheng Jiayu was stunned for a moment, feeling that the glass of red wine just now was a little overpowering, and his face immediately turned red: "How could I know."
Chapter completed!