Fortunately, there was only one way out of the lounge, and Chu he didn't have to choose anything else. He caught up directly and caught up outside the stadium. From a distance, he saw a group of people carrying a car like Michelson, and Michelson seemed to be in a coma.

Just when Michelson was carried up and the group was about to get on the bus and escape, Chu River stepped up and kicked one over with one foot. The mercenaries behind him came up together and wrestled with the men.

Chu River jumped directly into the car and was about to pull Michelson down from the car. As soon as the driver saw that the form was wrong, he stepped on the accelerator directly and started the car.

Before the door was closed, the driver twisted left and right, deliberately trying to fall the Chu River.

"Stop!" Chuhe grabbed the handle on the car with one hand and Michelson with the other. The driver turned a deaf ear to his words.

Then Chu River flew. He kicked the driver's seat. Unexpectedly, the driver was also a trainer, with one arm blocking left and right.

Because Chu he couldn't move his hands, the two were deadlocked for a time.

But the car turned left and right. Michelson knocked him awake. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that Chu River was fighting with people, and he... Was still in the car?

Well... He's a little confused

"Brother, is this a TV series?"

"Fart and come to help when you wake up!" Chu he really wanted to punch him in the head.

At this time, Michelson understood the situation in front of him, rushed over and grabbed the driver's neck, "shit, stop the car for me! Asshole! I have to compete!"

The man was choked out of breath, slammed the steering wheel, and the front of the car hit a tree.

"Shit! Crazy!" Chu River spat, "Michelson, let go!" Shouted, picked up Michelson's collar in one hand, jumped out with all his strength, and took Michelson out.

The two men rolled on the road. In addition to scraping the skin, it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, especially Chuhe had strong recovery ability. This small injury healed in a short time.

On the contrary, the front of the car was on fire.

Michelson got up from the ground. "What's going on?"

Chu he gave him a white look. "I still want to ask you, how can a world champion be easily stunned?"

"I..." Michelson patted his head. In retrospect, "at that time, the staff member asked me to play. Suddenly, a man ran over and told me that my brother had an accident. I couldn't care about anything else. I ran over with him and looked, and then... As soon as I woke up, I saw you fighting with someone in the car."

"What the hell is going on?"

Looking at the appearance of Michelson, it is obvious that he doesn't know the situation at all, and his brother David took great pains to buy off the staff of the stadium for this matter.

"No!" Michelson looked anxiously at Chu River. "Game, what about the game? I have to hurry!" He looked around again. There was no car. The only car was still on fire.

This man seems to drive indiscriminately, but in fact, he drives his car to a place where he can't get a taxi.

Chu he went to the car to check. He wanted to ask the truth if people were alive. To let Michelson know his brother's danger, but he found that there was no one in the car. He should have escaped while they were talking.

"What should I do? I'm afraid I can't catch up with my game!" Michelson was in a hurry.

Chuhe silently turned on his mobile phone, looked at the location above and smiled, "don't worry, a car will come in a minute."

"Where is there a car in this broken place?" Michelson looked annoyed, but he really saw a car coming. Michelson immediately grabbed Chu he's arm with ecstasy. "The car! The car is really coming! You're really accurate. You're a fortune teller! Brother, you're so powerful!"

Chu he smiled. It's not that he can count, but that the positioning of him and the mercenaries are connected, so that they can find him in the shortest time in case of an accident.

Michelson ran to the side of the road and waved his arm at the car. "Hey! Stop!"

There was a loud noise when the wheel platform rubbed against the ground. Chu he and Michelson sat up and returned to the field.

At the same time.

"The winner is boors from America!"

The referee raised boors' hand and the scene was full of joy. In the excited audience, there was a white man with a proud expression and a winning ticket, and a black man with a dignified look and clenched his fists.

Michelson, Michelson, I'm sorry.

The referee on the stage continued to say, "next is what the audience expected most, the championship! Let's take a 20 minute break and let boors adjust!"

The cheers went higher and higher. The atmosphere reached its climax.

Most of the people who came to see this game came for the championship. That's the best part.

Boors went back backstage, into his lounge, and soon a white man came in.

Boors asked as he did push ups. "Are you done with it, Wayne?"

The white man is the man who made a deal with Michelson's brother David. His name is Wayne.

Wayne smiled. "Of course, his brother is open-minded about money. If he doesn't succeed in laxative, he directly gave him anesthetic and asked someone to drive him away. You know, if he doesn't attend the competition maliciously, but he will be banned for four years, his brother is tough enough."

Boors finished his last push up and stood up. "Tough? Can you be as tough as you?"

Wayne laughed. "You know me. I secretly bought David's people and asked them to take Michelson to a remote place to solve the problem forever."

Wayne smiled and said such terrible words that boors couldn't help cooling his back.

This man is terrible.

"Anyway, as long as you don't delay me to win the championship, there's no need to be so cruel."

"Oh? Listen to what you mean, softhearted? Don't forget that Michelson is your biggest opponent. Without him, your boxing road will be unblocked in the future!"

Boors looked at him without speaking, but went on to practice.

BOLS can also be regarded as a good face of boxing. He has been invincible in the world. However, he has lost to Michelson every time. This is his third challenge to the boxing championship. If he can't become the champion, he won't have a chance after that. That's why he made such a bad decision and agreed to attack Michelson.

But as a boxer, he also felt that it was invincible.

Twenty minutes passed quickly, and the staff came to urge boors to play.

As soon as boors appeared, the scene cheered.

"Now let's welcome the world champion, Michelson!"