After the squatting referee finally got up and motioned to the referee's bench, the result they wanted to wait for was finally read out by the chief referee on the referee's bench.

"Due to the on-site decision of the referee, the current state of lovsky's players is no longer suitable for this competition."

"Therefore, Kunlun is determined in the Beijing sub division. On the challenge arena of the world-class Hercules champion against the final, the winner is... Gu Zheng!"

With this word by word, after being solemnly said by the commentator, the hearts of everyone inside and outside the field fell down.

With a little so lucky, and so frightened... Unexpected.

Only the coach team of lovsky in the field shouted unbelievably how this was possible. Before the referee in the field raised Gu Zheng's right hand, which symbolized victory, he couldn't wait to rush to the lovsky players in the field and check it

They didn't believe that the rough and fleshy lovsky would fall to the ground after Gu Zheng's light blow like cotton.

I don't believe that lovsky doesn't even have the ability to get up and compete.

This is a black curtain. It must have been covered up by the cunning Chinese referee!

"I don't accept it!" the fat Russian coach suddenly fell to lovsky's feet, but he was like a chicken pinched by the neck to be slaughtered, and he couldn't even pronounce half a note.

That's because he saw his most proud disciple, now his eyes were turning white, his mouth was full of blood, and fainted on the stage... Half a minute of consciousness was gone.

"Ow!"

This time the fat coach's cry was no longer an unyielding cry, only an incredible cry.

Why? Why.

If he had known that he would meet such a terrible opponent in China's sub division, how could he rashly bring lovsky to participate in such a performance business competition?

You know, in the upcoming UFC League, lofsky is a good player in the indiscriminate fighting boxing industry.

Is one of the players who are very hopeful of getting a good League result.

This is all over.

Although this is only a small fighting competition held in China, the news in this circle can't stand. They all communicate with each other.

Today's game, within three days, will spread throughout the MMA and the free fight circle.

This will become a lifelong disgrace for lofsky, and a major event that will affect his future worth and commercial value.

Now the coach is no longer thinking about the black curtain of the game in China. All he is thinking about is how to collectively seal all the participants in the game.

For the performance of the Russian team, the referee on the court is not surprised.

Since he was invited to host such events, he has met a lot of people who don't believe in evil.

He just gently raised his eyelids and directly raised Gu Zheng's right hand with boxing gloves, announcing the ownership of the winner of the competition.

"The winner of this competition is the blue player, Gu Zheng!"

"Oh!!"

"Long live! Gu Zheng is the best!"

"Idol! I love you!"

The family and friends group at the bottom took the lead in cheering. In such a large venue, only three people cheered, which seemed so thin.

But they didn't think so at all. Instead, they were all red with excitement. They wanted to let the world know that the cow man above was their colleague, friend and classmate.

However, such performance only lasted for a moment. When their cheers sounded for the second time, it became a thunderous applause.

Screams, cheers, torn ox and fork cheers came from all directions towards the center of the field.

Those insiders who had just recovered their wits from the shock gave their most sincere praise to Gu Zheng's performance.

Because the audience outside the field, except the three people who don't know the truth, one is one. They all know the power of lovsky, and none of the players subordinate to them dare to beat their chest and guarantee that they can win the war with lovsky.

But the strange player named Gu Zheng on the stage did it. He didn't have any fancy posture, let alone his fighting style.

With a simple punch, he ended the once one-sided battle in people's mind.

Shout for our heroes and for the blind we used to be.

In such a cry, Gu Zheng became the most calm person.

He gently touched his fists together, waved to the familiar three figures in the audience, turned his head towards Jiang Yue backstage, and stretched out a fist to show sovereignty. After that, with the consent of the referee, Shi ran stepped down.

Gu Zheng smiled when he stepped down, because he had never made such simple quick money.

When he passed the bright timer, he found that the time card representing Ko stayed on the scale of 00:15.

In 15 seconds, 3-3 rounds and 9 minutes, he got a bonus of 9000 yuan and an appearance fee of nearly 100000 yuan.

And his score in the championship reached a virtual seven points.

This is the 70000 yuan he will get in the future, and it is also what makes him finally excited.

Gu Zheng, who thought of this, smiled with white teeth.

Even after the game, he kept taking pictures with all the people in the competition, which didn't affect his good mood.

Because now around him, not only is Bei Jun squatting on the ground pretending to be a playwright, taking pictures of him after victory in various postures.

What's more, the hot placard lady is snuggling up to him in the most greasy posture, sharing the lens and flash from all directions.

The idea of these beauties is very simple. In this case, they are bound to show their faces and rub the heat of the players themselves.

What's more, the girl with active mind blinked innocent big eyes, kneaded Gu Zheng's strong arm and asked a profound word: "champion, can you?"

What can I do?

Anything you want!

Naturally, after a long drought, Gu Zheng licked his lips, raised his strong arm towards the other party, and calmly returned: "OK?"

Then he greeted the girl with heavy makeup with an excited response: "Oh, it's very kind of you!"

After saying these words, the hip raising big beautiful girl was like a clever monkey. She suddenly hung on Gu Zheng's raised arm. The other hand calmly pulled out a live frame from behind and showed off herself to the screen for live broadcasting.

"Hello, I'm Nina. Hi, you're right. I'm still at the scene of the fight!"

"Look, this is the champion of this competition. I'm hanging on a solid arm. Do you envy me?"

Envy you big head!

Watching the live broadcast of beautiful women are all house men and old lusters. Looking at the coquettish bitch on the screen, the object of flirting is not themselves. Can they do it?

These people who only dare to prick at the other end of the screen, crazy brush up the subtitles of protest!

"Ugly! Let me come! "

"Even this thin monkey can win! Then the Russians are fake dizzy! "

"There is a black curtain on the report! grandson! Come and duel with real people! "

This group of people are crying. They want to be the flower fertilizer under the peony immediately.

Miss Nina over there pouted her lips again and said her requirements: "handsome boy, they like your majesty!"

"Would you like to show me again? In this way, how about I sit on your shoulder and you carry me?"

Hearing Nina say so, Gu Zheng subconsciously glanced at Nina's big girl's rich ass, and then his self-esteem accumulated over the years rammed the newly raised color center into the deep ditch.

The man, who had not seen the dew for a long time, showed Nina his fatal smile belonging to a flower of the Song Dynasty. The smile of the five fans of the flower leader of the Qinhuai River immediately plunged Nina's brain into a blank, and even forgot to put forward the remaining more excessive requirements.

Gu Zheng said, "Miss, I'm very busy. It's time for your group photo."

Then he made a cruel move, loosened his arm and put down Nina, who was already stunned under his arm and unprepared.