Chapter 60

"What does Lei Jun mean by throwing a white towel? Does that mean giving up? " Zhao Jianfeng was very careful, and at the end of the competition, Lei Jun jumped into the challenge arena and helped Ma Zhiyuan up.

"If you don't give up at this time, do you want Xiao Wensheng to beat him to death?" Xia Han thinks that Zhao Jianfeng should not be a rookie in this respect. He can't help but look at him white. "This is also the regulation to protect players, otherwise they will often die."

"If I'm going to lose, will you throw white towels?"

"Of course, or do you want Xiao Wensheng to kill you? But don't say that kind of despondent words, you won't lose to Xiao Wensheng! " Xia Han suddenly felt that he said an unlucky word, even covered his mouth, gently scolded himself a crow mouth.

"It's hard to say, but I'll try my best. Even for Han Jie, I can't lose, can I?" With that, Zhao Jianfeng stepped down from the stand.

Summer Han toward Zhang Yuqing Nu mouth, Zhang Yuqing will follow up.

Came backstage, Zhao Jianfeng asked: "where to change clothes?"

"Come with me." Zhang Yuqing once came to this kind of place to participate in training with her sisters who hold the brand.

At this time, a referee came with him and took him into the dressing room.

This time, Zhao Jianfeng's match suit is also black, while Xiao Wensheng is still wearing his red match suit which represents victory.

Different from others, Zhao Jianfeng didn't perform after he came on stage, just moved his joints a little.

"Are you all ready?" Asked the referee.

"What's there to prepare for, isn't it a fight?" Zhao Jianfeng light smile, as if this is not to play, but to play the same.

Xiao Wensheng said in his heart, "when you cry for a while, today I will let you know that Lord Ma has three eyes."

His eyes stabbed Zhao Jianfeng like two sharp swords.

But Zhao Jianfeng looks like a stranger. He has no expression on his face.

"Xiao Wensheng, if you feel that you have just played a match and then compare with me, then we can compare again tomorrow. I won't say anything about you." Zhao Jianfeng doesn't have that kind of aggressive posture in his eyes or tone. On the contrary, Xiao Wensheng is different. He wants to swallow Zhao Jianfeng now.

"Zhao Jianfeng, isn't it just a game? I didn't care at all. My match with Ma Zhiyuan was just a little warm-up. Why, are you afraid? If you're afraid, it's time to admit defeat! " Zhao Jianfeng can't quit at this time when Xiao Wen was born. He just said that.

At this time, Ma Zhiyuan has been helped to the stand to sit with Lei Jun. Even Wei Kefan thought that today Ma Zhiyuan's performance was quite good.

Although Wei Kefan is at odds with Zhao Jianfeng, he hates Xiao Wensheng even more, because it is he who follows Huo Feng that makes Huo Feng more arrogant, and Huo Feng doesn't pay attention to him at all.

What makes Wei Kefan even more angry is that Huo Feng said behind his back that if Yang Xiaotong married Wei Kefan, it would be a good cabbage for pigs to arch.

However, at present, Wei Kefan has no way to clean up this Huo Feng. He can only hold his breath.

Today, Ma Zhiyuan beat Xiao Wensheng twice in the challenge arena, which made Wei Kefan look at Ma Zhiyuan with new eyes.

"Brother, you have been angry for me. Good job!" Wei Kefan said with a smile.

Now Wei Kefan really hopes that Zhao Jianfeng can teach Xiao Wensheng a lesson in the challenge arena. In Wei Kefan's eyes, both Zhao Jianfeng and Xiao Wensheng can't be friends. However, Zhao Jianfeng's threat is too small to be ignored. However, Xiao Wensheng's side is different. Behind him is Huo Feng, and Huo Feng is very likely to take away his woman. In particular, Huo Feng does not put Wei Kefan in the eye of all kinds of performance, but also makes Wei Kefan point.

If possible, he really wants to beat Xiao Wensheng himself.

But the problem is that even Lei Jun, who once won the NJ Sanda championship, is extremely afraid of Xiao Wensheng. Most people fall into Xiao Wensheng's hands, either dead or wounded.

From today's performance on the field, Lei Jun has realized that his current strength is not as good as Ma Zhiyuan.

"It depends on how Zhao Jianfeng plays. I think it's OK to clean up Xiao Wensheng!" Wei Kefan had a drink, and his eyes were fixed on the stage.

At this time, the referee went to the middle of the two people and took out the two life and death certificates for them to sign and press their fingerprints.

Xiao Wensheng didn't look at it. He wrote his name on it and pressed his handprint happily.

But Zhao Jianfeng took it and looked at it carefully. He found that he didn't know many words at all. Heart said, I used to read some books, but now I'm blind?

"Brother Ma, please show me. My eyes are angry these days. I can't see clearly." Zhao Jianfeng doesn't want people to know that he can't read many big characters.

Wei Kefan said to Lei Jun, "go and have a look."

At this time, Wei Kefan unconsciously stood on Zhao Jianfeng's side, because he wanted to see the result that Xiao Wensheng was beaten down by Zhao Jianfeng.

Lei Jun ran to get the document. Just a glance, he knew that the document was the same as before.

But he still handed it to Ma Zhiyuan. Ma Zhiyuan looked at it and said, "it's the same as what I just signed. It's OK. Let him sign it."

Lei Jun ran up and gave Zhao Jianfeng: "Zhiyuan said it, just like what he signed, everyone is like this."

"Don't you lie to me?" Zhao Jianfeng looked suspiciously at Wei Kefan in the stands and then stared at Lei Jun and asked.

"Brother Feng, how can I cheat you?" Lei Jun said with an embarrassed smile. In front of so many people, Zhao Jianfeng suspected him, which made him lose face.

"Don't worry, boy. It's called the state of life and death. It's nothing to do with the other party if you're injured or killed. If you regret it, it's still time! " Xiao Wensheng sneered. In his opinion, Zhao Jianfeng doesn't know Chinese characters at all!

"What if I don't figure it out first and let you set a trap?" Zhao Jianfeng retorted disapprovingly, and then said to Lei Jun, "thank you, brother Lei Jun."

He just wrote three words of traditional Zhao Jianfeng on that document.

"Yummy! Even write traditional Chinese! Don't you think others will? " Xiao Wensheng glanced at the three words signed by Zhao Jianfeng. He had to be surprised that Zhao Jianfeng's handwriting was beautiful, which was really comparable to that of calligraphy masters! But his mouth is still a look of disdain.

In fact, Zhao Jianfeng can see that Xiao Wensheng must have regarded himself as an illiterate fool just now.

Put away the documents, the referee will not talk nonsense and declare war.

Although he knows his kung fu is good, Zhao Jianfeng still doesn't dare to take it lightly. At the beginning, when Xiao Wensheng shakes his foot, Zhao Jianfeng takes a very careful step back. Xiao Wensheng can't help smiling. But at this time, his inner thoughts were opposite to the expression on his face. He wanted to knock Zhao Jianfeng to the ground. However, he also knows that the opponent in front of him is different from Ma Zhiyuan. If he is not careful, he may be caught by the opponent.

Zhao Jianfeng is not in a hurry, but has been testing Xiao Wensheng's strength. Therefore, every move only uses two or three percent of the strength.

"Zhao Jianfeng, you're ready. I'm waiting for you!" Xiao Wensheng is anxious, even deliberately relax the defense, Zhao Jianfeng to greet.

But as soon as he finished, Zhao Jianfeng suddenly stepped out and swept directly towards his face.

Xiao Wensheng did not expect that Zhao Jianfeng's speed was so fast. He was scared to retreat. As a result, his face was swept by Zhao Jianfeng's toes.

At that moment, Xiao Wensheng only felt that his face was rubbed by a piece of iron plate, and the pain was burning.

The first move hit the opponent's face, and a burst of applause immediately broke out under the stage.

This is very different from the last match, because Zhao Jianfeng is Xia Han's bodyguard, so those people under the stage clapped their hands and had no scruples just now.

"Boy, are you really fighting?" As soon as Xiao Wensheng came up, he got a kick first. Not to mention the pain on his face, he couldn't hang on to his face, so he became angry.

"Why, do you think I'm playing with you?" Zhao Jianfeng sneered and kept a defensive posture.

"I'll show you the eyes of Lord Ma!" At the end of the speech, Xiao Wensheng suddenly got up and launched a series of attacks on Zhao Jianfeng. He used both fists and feet, and the attack was fierce. It was the kind of move that could not even pour water into it.

Zhang Yuqing stood there and yelled, "brother Feng, be careful!"