My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The Matador Club is experiencing rare excitement.

A group of people were shouting and yelling around the boxing ring, as if there was some fierce competition going on here.

The reality was that Nadia kept punching and kicking Ethan, but was thrown to the ground from time to time. Those shouts were all instructing her where to hit, but the more she listened, the more confused she became.

Even that little physical strength could not support her to think clearly.

She now deeply understood that fighting was really strenuous, and her sweat vest was soaked through in just a few minutes.

The whole person also turned up the bellows.

"Bang."

There was another muffled sound, and the assistant was knocked down again.

Fortunately, Ethan didn't use much strength, otherwise she would not have been able to get up. Despite this, Nadia still felt soreness in her body.

Her unwillingness to admit defeat still made her stand up immediately.

"Hey."

When Ethan was looking at each other happily, a strong wind came from behind. He let out a soft cry and stepped forward to avoid a sweeping kick.

Turning around, Irene also started to fight.

"asshole."

The female police detective bit her braces and shouted vaguely: "The two of us will play with you."

"Bump."

Knocking on her boxing helmet, Erin quickly rushed forward.

The intensity comes up all at once.

This guy's strength was not comparable to that of Nadia. Ethan cheered up and moved around the ring flexibly. Nadia also gathered her strength to join the fight, chasing him and fighting hard.

Two against one, the scene was very exciting.

Atwater excitedly clapped his hands on the ring and cheered loudly.

Next to him, Antonio's expression was quite solemn.

Boss's movement was too flexible. The two men seemed to be forcing him to dodge continuously. He looked very embarrassed, but in fact they couldn't get close at all.

No matter how hard you swing your fist, if it doesn't hit anyone, it's in vain.

This guy is just playing with a kite.

Ethan found an opportunity to step forward, and suddenly Nadia flew up into the air again, followed closely by Irene. The two of them fell on the ring with a thud. The former was sweating like rain and could no longer climb up. Get up.

She was thrown so many times that she felt like crying.

I agreed to only let myself be beaten, it won't hurt if my feelings are broken, right?

"asshole."

Erin was still full of energy when she first came on the court. She turned over and bounced up, attacking with all her strength by herself.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

The ring was shaking, and Rusek couldn't help but hold his forehead.

It's too awful!

In less than a minute, Irene was thrown so hard that she couldn't get up, and she lay on the ring with Nadia and groaned.

"Yo."

This movement could not be ignored by others. The strong black man just now tensed his muscles like iron and shouted disdainfully to Ethan: "I said, do you only know how to hit little girls?"

"Are you interested in playing with me?"

"The rules of boxing."

In Lao Hei's opinion, this pretty boy is just a coincidence.

While others were wearing gloves, he was using his bare hands. Apart from anything else, he had a huge advantage in terms of control.

"Hey."

Antonio waved his hand and was about to say something to stop him.

The old black guy was also a regular at the club, and we often played together, so there was no need to watch him get beaten.

"fine."

Ethan was a little impatient and waved to Rusek: "Take out my gloves."

There's nothing wrong with having a fly all the time.

It’s just for fun anyway, and it’s good to have a free boxing target, just in time to vent some of the anger left over from last night.

Hearing this, Lao Hei turned over and climbed onto the ring.

He shook his chest muscles, raised his eyebrows at Nadia, and grinned:

"Hey girl, watch me help you take care of him."

Ethan shook his head and smiled. It turned out to be hormones, which were easy to cure. He quickly tied the straps on his hands, put on the thick gloves with Rusek's help, and bumped into each other.

"Listen to everyone."

Antonio stood between the two of them, holding on to their gloves: "It's just boxing, and this is training. That's about it. Don't hurt anyone!"

"rest assured."

The strong black man said nonchalantly: "For your sake, I'll just teach this noisy guy a lesson."

"I won't send him to the hospital."

The corners of his eyes twitched, and Antonio reluctantly retreated to the corner of the ring.

Erin and Nadia also stood up with heavy breaths, making way for them to take a seat in the middle. In addition to the people from the intelligence team, other people who came for morning exercises also gathered around to watch the fun.

Judging from the body shape, the opponent is two times thicker than Ethan.

He is also a little taller.

It's like a heavyweight fighting a lightweight, and the gap between the two in terms of paper strength is obvious.

But everyone in the intelligence team looked at the strong black man with pity. They knew that there was a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus rex hidden under that handsome body.

"As an old man."

Da Laohei stared into the other person's eyes and spouted trash talk: "I think it is necessary to teach you the rules here."

Except for the fist gloves that collided together, they were not wearing any protective gear.

Everything is close to the direction of actual combat.

"I believe you can."

Ethan smiled and showed off the red braces inside.

"start."

When the two of them were ready, Antonio slapped the small brass bell hung next to the corner.

"Ding."

With a crisp sound, the two of them rushed forward in unison.

"Shuashua~"

Several jabs came at him fiercely. Ethan stared at the opponent's shoulder with his peripheral eyes and jumped away.

If you dare to provoke, the opponent still has the strength.

Moreover, according to the rules of boxing, Ethan may not be good enough for his opponent in terms of skills. After all, others have trained for many years, and it is impossible for him to use some cruel moves on his opponent.

It's just a verbal conflict, I'm not that vengeful.

However, just relying on speed and strength was enough to completely torture the opponent. After dodging a few punches, he bit down on his braces.

"Shua~"

The fist wrapped in the glove made the sound of breaking wind.

Da Laohei raised his arms in fear, trying to form a blocking posture.

speed.

too slow.

The fist that whizzed away broke through the center of the opponent's stance before he could get into position, and hit him hard on the head.

"Bang."

The moment his fist fell, the sweat on his head turned into a ball of mist.

The two-hundred-pound body fell to the ground with a crash, causing the ring to shake a few times. With just one blow, the guy was knocked unconscious.

There was silence and silence.

I thought I would be beaten badly, but I never thought I would be beaten so badly.

Without even touching the opponent's body, he fell asleep sweetly on the ring, which surprised everyone.

"you."

Ethan stretched out one hand forward and pointed at Antonio and the others menacingly: "Except Rusek, everyone wants to fight with me three times. I treat it as helping you hone your fighting skills for free."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

"Shet."

Atwater cursed, if he had known it, he would not have come to join in the fun today. (End of chapter)