The wrist of the Marvel world

New York, Hell's Kitchen.

Blackberry boxing ring.

Hao Wan leaned on the corner of the boxing ring fence, with his boxing gloves on the side and the bandage wrapped around his palm.

Not far in front of him stood two big black men.

Comparing Hao Wan's well-proportioned muscular body, it is obvious that the explosive muscles and body shapes of the two black men have more visual impact.

As long as Hao Wan gets up now, these two people will definitely rush towards Hao Wan in the next moment.

"I said, aren't you bullying honest people?"

Hao Wan showed no intention of getting up, and his words and actions caused constant boos from the spectators around the ring.

This seemingly disparate 1V2 is highly anticipated by onlookers.

Spectators are not interested in why 1V2.

They just hope that Hao Wan will be beaten to the point where his teeth are all over the floor, or that Hao Wan will beat his opponent to the point where they are full of teeth.

At this moment, one of the black men looked mocking:

"Yellow-skinned monkey, why don't you dare to do anything? Didn't you say that you all know Kongfu?"

The words trailed off, and while the gloves collided, the black man made an awkward martial arts move.

Hao Wan didn't even raise his eyelids, turning a blind eye to the black man's provocation.

He only has one boxing match a day, and he has already agreed with the boxing ring manager on his opponent.

In the current situation, not only did the opponent change, but the opponent was directly changed into two people. He would not suffer the loss of being dumb.

The two black men continued to provoke, but Hao Wan ignored them, and the entire ring fell into an embarrassing situation.

The spectators around the ring turned from boos to noises regardless of the reason, and shouted loudly for their money back.

A figure outside the crowd was struggling to get closer to the ring, and after a while, it finally squeezed to the edge of the ring.

He was a bloated white man with a rosy nose, and the buttons on his chest shirt were about to fall apart due to his body shape. His big greasy hand tried to put on Hao Wan's shoulder, but he was dexterously dodged.

Hao Wan looked directly at the fat white man with a smiling face in front of him.

Hudson, his own agent in the boxing ring, is responsible for Hao Wan's opponents and fight time in the ring, and also provides compensation based on the number of appearances and Hao Wan's winning rate.

"Hao? Why don't you fight?"

Hudson didn't care at all about his big hand, and tried to keep a smile while speaking anxiously.

He knew the true strength of the men in front of him. Although the two black men were intimidating in size, it was hard to predict what would happen if they were about to make a move.

Hao Wan did not answer, but glanced at the black brothers in the boxing ring. The meaning was self-evident.

Hudson instantly understood what Hao Wan meant and explained:

"What the big boss means is that you need to replace someone temporarily. I know your strength. There is no problem at all."

This is indeed the case. The odds of this boxing match were extremely high due to the substitutions, and Hudson placed a heavy bet on it.

If Hao Wan simply stopped fighting, not only would he be challenged by his big boss, but he might also lose all his savings.

Hao Wan shook his head when he heard this:

"I know what you mean, but what you have to admit is that those are black men who are stronger in size and explosive power than me, and there are two of them. A fight would be fatal."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Hudson didn't know how to persuade him.

Hao Zhi thought to himself that this person's understanding was really low, so he changed the subject and continued:

"How much is my appearance fee?"

"$5,000."

Hudson didn't even think about responding, but he immediately understood: "Hao, what do you mean?"

The corner of Hao Wan's mouth twitched: "You can also fight, but... you have to pay extra."

"How many?"

"$20,000. If it's less than this amount, there's no need to discuss it."

Hudson gritted his teeth, feeling a pain in his heart, and his fat face trembled: "Okay, I promise you!"

"I'll go get it after the beating! I hope you're ready."

After receiving the affirmative answer, Hao Wan stood up immediately, as if the lazy person just now was not him.

The gloves were thrown directly to the ground, and at the same time he looked at the two black men in front of him with excitement and violence:

"By the way, who of you just said I was a yellow-skinned monkey?"

The spectators in the surrounding stands became commotion because of Hao Wan's actions and words.

They don't care what the situation was just now. For them, watching a hard-fought match is the real purpose of coming here.

Seeing Hao Wan stand up, the black man put on his awkward martial arts airs again and said mockingly:

"Why yellow-skinned monkey, are you going to defeat me with your kongfu?"

Hao Wanpi twitched the corners of his mouth with a smile:

"It's easy to talk big, especially when you still have all your teeth."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hao Wan's figure suddenly rose up. His sandbag-sized fists now glowed with a faint golden light, and he shot out with his left fist and went straight to the black man's face.

Straight punch!

Although the two black men continued to mock, they saw Hao Wan taking the initiative and quickly recovered. The two quickly moved away from each other, preparing to attack Hao Wan from both sides.

At this moment, Hao Wan's left fist had arrived in front of the black man.

boom!

The black man's forearm was arched to protect his face. Hao Wan's left fist instantly hit his forearm. The black man was surprised by the severe pain.

It hurts! He doesn’t have gloves yet. Are his fists made of iron?

Before anyone could answer the black man's question, the next moment a fist with golden light went straight to the black man's chin.

The speed of the fist was as fast as a golden lightning bolt. The black man didn't even have time to react. The golden light flashed in his pupils and then everything went black.

Boom!

The sound of cracking bones came, and against the black skin, white tooth fragments flew out of the mouth with blood. The black man staggered back because of the uppercut.

"Nigger, are you still talking nonsense?"

Hao Wan looked at the scene in front of him excitedly and raised his middle finger in a friendly manner.

I thought in my heart that you can block the overwhelming punch. If it wasn't a feint, the left punch just now would have broken his arm.

In the midst of his thoughts, Hao felt an imperceptible pain in the lower back of his wrist.

Hao Wan turned around and saw another black man looking at him with a smile showing his white teeth. The white teeth looked very funny on the black face, and the gloves were still on his lower back.

"You're doing a sneak attack!"

Hao Wan looked at the smiling black man expressionlessly, then raised his eyebrows.

The black man had a bad secret and retreated quickly. He moved his steps but found that he could not retreat at all. At the same time, there was a pulling pain on the scalp on the top of his head.

Looking up, I saw that Hao Wan had grabbed his hair with one hand at some point, and his joking voice reached his ears:

"Want to run? Where to run? Come and play."

At the same time, the black man discovered that Hao Wan's other hand had grabbed the hair of another black man who had fallen into coma.

A pulling feeling came from the scalp, and the black man's figure was instantly pulled down in front of Hao Wan by the huge force.

The burly black man just now was being carried by Hao's wrist like a little chicken.

The sober black man's fist kept hitting Hao Wan's chest, but it didn't move as if hitting an iron plate.

Then, an even greater force surged from the top of his head. The unconscious black man regained consciousness due to pain and opened his eyes, only to see the black object in front of him crashing towards him.

"I'll give you two another strong hand to split your skull!"

This was the last sound he heard, and suddenly his vision went dark and he fainted again.

Hao Wan casually threw the two black men who were like mud onto the ring and strode towards the backstage of the ring.

"A powerful wrist! A powerful wrist! A powerful wrist!"

The stands on both sides burst into loud cheers, and Hao Wan entered the backstage without looking back.