Drawing cards can't save the weird world

Elena tidied up her small pink satchel, and the ribbon bow was still in the bag.

Zhao Hao gently put his arms around Elena's shoulders, and the two of them strolled under the street lights.

Remember there was a nice hotel nearby?

Let me see if their bed is comfortable!

Ju Zuo, who was still in Alan's manor, suddenly found out: Where is the person? What about people? ? ? ? I'm not in the car yet, I'm not in the car yet!

...

It's a pity, Zhao Hao thought beautifully, strolling under the street lights, and then spent an unforgettable night in the hotel.

But he forgot that he was in Amei!

Less than ten minutes after they walked out, the two were surrounded by five or six black men rushing out of the alley.

The headed black bald man saw Zhao Hao and Elena, and his eyes lit up.

"Hey bro, we've been a little tight lately and was hoping you could help us with some cash. For Christmas and God's sake, we won't hurt you as long as you're listening."

However, there was a thin man among his younger brothers, who was obviously not satisfied with just getting a little money on a big day like Christmas.

"Boss, we should have some other fun."

He had a wretched smile on his face, and his eyes kept rolling on Elena.

The boss seemed to be thinking about gains and losses, but a short and sturdy black boy beside him had already shouted: "Hey! We have agreed, as long as money!"

The kid looked fourteen or fifteen years old, but he was short and stocky, with a fierce face and full of momentum.

He had just been released from the juvenile correctional center because of serious and frequent fights, and because he really had no money for Christmas, he agreed to come out with this neighbor to "find some money".

But it was agreed before, as long as money, no trouble. So when he heard that his accomplice had thoughts about Elena, he immediately became dissatisfied.

The skinny man spread his hands: "Oh, God! Today is Christmas, it's rare to have such a good opportunity! Tyson, can you let go of it?"

The boss seemed not to want to cause trouble on Christmas, so he said to Zhao Hao: "Listen, friend, you have also seen that my brother is very interested in your girlfriend. But I don't want to cause trouble, so hand over the money."

The bald boss showed a dagger in his hand.

Zhao Hao glanced at Elena, she hid slightly behind Zhao Hao, but she was not afraid.

Zhao Hao looked at the short man named Tyson again.

"Listen, get out while I'm in a good mood. Don't waste my time, or you will spend the rest of your life in bed." Zhao Hao said with a smile.

The bald boss obviously didn't expect Zhao Hao to say this, and he froze on the spot. The skinny man was more clever, he took out a spring-loaded dagger and was about to attack Zhao Hao from behind.

"Scorpion crotch kick~"

Zhao Hao kicked the skinny man's crotch with a flick of his hind legs with the speed of thunder and jingle. Kicked between the two legs from bottom to top, and the chicken flew to the egg.

The dagger in the thin man's hand dropped, his legs were clamped in an X shape, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was opened wide, and he made a hiss that didn't sound like a human voice, and then slowly fell to his knees.

The bald boss stabbed with a dagger, but Zhao Hao easily grabbed his wrist, and then tightened it little by little.

The boss's wrist was in severe pain as if broken, and the dagger fell to the ground. Zhao Hao slowly raised his hand and folded it lightly. With a crisp "click", the bald black boss' wrist was broken.

"Ah~~~Oh my God! My hand is broken, my hand is broken~" The boss was full of confidence and shouted loudly at night.

Zhao Hao raised his foot and kicked him in the stomach, kicked him more than two meters away with a "plop", and Banban was kneeling on the ground.

"Yelling at night, do you have a sense of public morality? The neighbors have to go to work tomorrow!"

At this time, the short man Tyson suddenly stood in front of Zhao Hao, put on a boxing posture, and shouted at the same time: "You guys go, I will block him!"

Zhao Hao looked at him helplessly, and said, "Look back..."

Tyson carefully turned his head suspiciously, but there was no one behind him.

Even the skinny man who was kicked by Zhao Hao's broken crotch and the bald boss who was kicked away were all escaped by the younger brother. It left Tyson with a few hasty and decisive backs.

Tyson didn't speak for a long time, but he was still in the boxing stance, still blocking Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao put his arms around Elena and smiled, "Why, have you ever practiced boxing?"

That Tyson didn't speak, Zhao Hao let go of Elena and walked two steps closer to Tyson.

"Come on, give me two punches."

After the two almost invisible attacks just now, Tyson already knew that the person in front of him was completely beyond his ability to fight.

But he has been hanging out on the streets since he was ten years old, and his aggressiveness and ruthlessness have been carved into his bones. He will never give up fighting back.

Zhao Hao took another step and approached.

Tyson seemed to have a ruler in his heart, and he sensed that the man from Song Dynasty had entered his excellent attack range.

Punch!

At that moment, that punch, Tyson had never been so comfortable. Under Zhao Hao's pressure, this punch was Tyson's most focused, powerful, and fastest punch since he was born!

He can't escape, I can win!

He kind of believed what the boxing coach of the juvenile correctional center said: he is a boxing genius!

However, this excellent uppercut, which was full of confidence and even ecstasy, fell through the air.

The man seemed to shake his head inadvertently, and avoided his self-satisfied punch.

Tyson was terrified in his heart, but he didn't stop his hands. Instead, he punched one after another because of fear, waving his hands, and it was a combination of more than a dozen attacks in an instant! Almost used all the basic boxing methods learned from the boxing coach.

However, the man's head was like a phantom, he shrugged his shoulders and slowly shook his head, as if his fist deliberately avoided the opponent's head.

Tyson had given up attacking the opponent's head, but punched the opponent's chest, but Zhao Hao grabbed his fist.

Tyson thought of his temporary boss, who was stronger than himself, but his wrist was broken without any resistance. Do I also...

Zhao Hao let go of his hand.

He looked at Tyson's T-shirt, which showed a shirtless figure with boxing gloves on his hands.

Made, the idea of ​​cultural shirts has already been plagiarized! Damn it!

He said to Tyson: "You like Ali?"

Tyson was sweating profusely, and the sweat even slid from his forehead.

In the less than a minute fight just now, I didn't touch the opponent at once, but I had already consumed most of my physical strength. I was usually as strong as a cow, but now I was out of breath.

He looked at Zhao Hao and nodded.

Zhao Hao continued: "In September, Ali defeated Spinks by points and won another boxing championship gold belt. However, this is probably the last time he won the gold belt."

Tyson's face was a little displeased: "Impossible, Ali's skills and experience are top-notch! He can keep winning!"

Zhao Hao smiled: "No one can win forever, who can beat time? Ali is 46 years old this year, which is an unacceptable age for a boxer."

Tyson was dumbfounded. That's right, Ali, the seemingly invincible boxing champion in the ring, is now old.

He felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to do. He just looked at Zhao Hao stubbornly.

Zhao Hao said to him: "Ali can't fight for long, and he should retire soon. So, do you want to become the new boxing champion after him?"

If Tyson was struck by lightning, he never thought about what he would do in the future.

Although the boxing coach in the juvenile correctional center said that he was a full-time genius and taught himself, he only wanted to use this to gain a greater advantage in street fights.

And just when Zhao Hao said "Do you want to become another boxing champion after him?", he suddenly had an impulse. He wants to stand in the ring, defeat all enemies, and become the champion of boxing!

Zhao Hao turned over, because of his writing habit, he always carried a pen and paper with him.

He wrote down a series of phone numbers and handed them to Tyson: "Listen, you haven't broken down to the bone, and I'm in a good mood today. So, you have a chance to reach the top."

Tyson reached out to take the note, but Zhao Hao took it back.

"Have you thought about it? Stand out among countless boxers and become the champion. That's not easy!"

"I've made up my mind!" Tyson nodded involuntarily.

"There is a price to pay, and you are never allowed to give up halfway! Are you sure? No matter how much hardship, sweat, or even blood, you are willing to pay?"

"I am willing to give!" Tyson was more determined this time.

"Even if one day, you reach that height, you must always be vigilant instead of indulging in singing, and always be ready to meet new challenges, climb new peaks, and pursue higher glory... Are you willing to do all of this?"

"I am willing!" Tyson involuntarily tapped his chest with his fist and made a bang, as if this was more formal.

Zhao Hao handed him the note, "Okay then, if you make this call tomorrow, just say that Zhao Hao introduced you. Let Gou Quan find you a boxing coach who is strong enough. Tell you, you will become the boxing champion."

Zhao Hao smiled, this time he was happier, as if he had carefully made a trivial graffiti on the fate drawing board.

"Tyson, today is Christmas, make a wish, maybe Santa Claus will make it come true for you."

Tyson looked at the note in his hand, not even daring to hold it tightly.

He said: "I want to become a boxing champion! But I don't need Santa Claus to make my wish come true, I will do it myself."

"very good."

Zhao Hao walked away with Elena in his arms, this time he couldn't press the road, time was tight and the task was heavy, a moment was worth a thousand dollars, so he went straight to the hotel!

And Tyson stood there until Zhao Hao and the others disappeared at the corner of the street. He carefully put the note into his trouser pocket, but he was worried that it might be lost, so he just stood there and memorized the phone number...

The wheels turned.

On Qixi Festival, make a wish to Santa Claus, and wish all lovers in the world will become sisters!