Goodnight Mr. Gu!

And the more Cass got angry, the more angry.

Not to mention the fact that the other party always smiles, but makes people powerless to fight.

The screams of the female audience added fuel to the fire.

No, it's impossible!

How could his members of Clemente couldn't even beat this female fighter who didn't know where to emerge.

Especially the other party is from Asia.

Americans have a natural sense of superiority in their racial superiority, and it is a huge shame to lose to the weak Asian chickens they have always believed to be impossible.

So Cass went crazy.

Cass ran away.

Cass is going to do his best.

Unfortunately, it is useless.

The crazier you are, the easier it is to fight without rules, but there are more flaws.

This is the most taboo thing about fighting. Cass went into madness, and it seemed like he didn't care about it, but it still made Tang Chi's defense tight.

Not only could it not break her defense, but there was no backhand for her attack.

In a blink of an effort, she pulled her arm and broke it, and almost didn't break his arm.

Let Cass let out a huge scream.

No one accused Cass of playing a fake match. Just like him, he was full of anger, sweating all over his body, and his eyes were full of madness, even his eyes turned blood red, or he was beaten by Tang Chi without fighting back. Strength, that is, if you play a fake match, you haven’t scored a point until now, it’s even more fake than the fake match...

It is a pity that the more so, the more people can see the huge power gap between Cass and Tang Chi.

This Asian girl, whom they still looked down upon before, slapped everyone present in the face with her strength.

Even some people who came in behind saw a girl hanging and beating a muscular man on the stage, and couldn't help but start in a daze.

The game ended faster than everyone thought. Cass did not admit defeat, and Tang Chi was beaten to death.

Tang Chi didn't give him a point, after all, with his strength, it was not a joke to hit Tang Chi on his body.

It was not a major game, and Tang Chi was not going to handicap points.

It was 20 to 0 directly.

Shaved Cass' head.

At the end of the fight, Cass had actually collapsed.

Even if he tried his best, he couldn't get a point on the opponent.

This huge sense of powerlessness, even when training with the club's first-line fighters...

Until the 20 points were scored, the referee was dumbfounded and blew his whistle, announcing: "Davina wins!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"awesome!!!"

The female audience screamed and began to call Tang Chi's English name.

Compared with the rebellious female audience, there are more male audiences.

After all, what they lose is money!

It's money! ! !

Most of the spectators who lost money were very angry. They were sitting on the ground at the moment, with gray heads and faces, and Cass spat with obvious bruises on his body.

"You trash, don't you mean you will win?"

"I lost 5000 US dollars!! Oh Faq!!"

"How did Clemente keep you trash?!"

In one game, Cass even lost his reputation.

After all, when he lost the last game, the opponent was a first-line fighter, so it is not surprising that he lost.

But now, he lost to an unfamiliar Asian girl.

Tang Chi only pays attention to the amount of bet on the electronic version, and is calculating rapidly in his heart, which is great, now she can get 500,000 US dollars!

Even if it is tax deduction, she has more than 400,000 yuan!

A good start.