This guy is really a villain
black boxing past
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from the Chinese New Year back to the weather gradually turned hot season, a few months, I have fought 15 boxing matches, no defeat. In the junior boxing circle, the name of the West Poison is already quite loud.
“Ruffian. He’s 1.83 meters tall and weighs 89 kilograms. He doesn’t have any tricks. He just relies on his strength.” Brother Li threw a boxer’s information to me and said, “If I fight with this guy, I will invite the boss from Guangdong to come and see.”. If you win, I will persuade them to ask the chip to come and fight with you. They have the ability to organize this kind of advanced competition. If you lose, you will never think of revenge again.
“I’m not just seeking revenge, I’m doing it for myself.” I emphasized Li Ge’s misunderstanding of me again, picked up the information of the villain and looked at it.
The scoundrel, formerly known as Han Lietian, was a native of Bashu. He had been imprisoned twice for intentional wounding and robbery. After he was released from prison, he did not repent and gathered a group of people to intercept buses on the highway for robbery. He often committed crimes in broad daylight. Later, the police went out to round up, and the villains and their gangs actually relied on their weapons to fight fiercely with the police, resulting in the death of three police officers. Later, the villain escaped from the police encirclement by luck and fled to various places in Sichuan and Shaanxi, thus entering the black boxing world. Originally, he had no fighting foundation, but he was born fierce, bloodthirsty and aggressive, and had a strong physique, so he was very popular in the black boxing world. Because he bled more and more fiercely in the ring, he was like a mad dog. Every time he fought with a man, he was bound to force him into a corner. He had a style of not stopping until he was killed, so he was called a “villain.”
“Can a dilettante like that get into a senior boxing match?” I asked after reading the profile of the villain.
Don’t underestimate him. The soft ones are afraid of the horizontal ones, and the horizontal ones are afraid of the deadly ones. This guy is a desperate stubble. If you think about it, he has committed so many things, and he is a wanted criminal. If he is caught, he will be shot. He knows he should have died long ago. Can he not work hard. The most frightening thing is this kind of person. A lot of gamblers like him. Brother Li reminded me.
“Well,” I nodded and asked, “When is the game?”
“In five days.”
Five days later, Li Ge and I arrived at the scene of the game. The villain was lying on the ropes of the ring, staring at me with a pair of dead fish eyes. The eyes, though small, were full of fierce light, like a butcher seeing a domestic animal waiting to be slaughtered. If I were at the beginning of boxing, I would be afraid to see this kind of eyes. But now, I’ve seen this look too many times. There were a lot of people in the
venue. The Guangdong boss who was invited by Li Ge sat in the front row, and the people around him were also some individual visitors with status. In the rest room, Brother Li said to me, “West Poison, the scoundrel is not a good man. He usually robs the house, commits all kinds of crimes, and even ***ing rapes the old lady. If you really shoot him, you will be doing harm to society.”
I smiled and said, “Brother Li, you don’t have to tell me this. I won’t show mercy, whether it’s a villain or a good one.”
The villain is about the same size as me, but he is much fatter than me. He is covered with hob meat. No one can say that he is a good man just by looking at his face. This man’s five masters are extremely evil, and he is definitely born a bad guy. I don’t understand why some people put a bad face on their face? Seeing me come up, the villain grinned at the corners of his mouth, showing a rather obscene smile, and then raised a middle finger to me!
I didn’t do anything. I don’t want to give him the middle finger. Everything depends on the fist. At the beginning of the
game, the villain came at me with an absolutely terrible momentum, as if he was not boxing, but playing football. The collision reminded me of the cartoon “Meat Bomb Flying Car”, and I hit the villain with a straight back hand!
“Bang!” There was a muffled sound. The punch hit the villain hard in the face, and I could feel the slightly greasy touch. The villain’s face was crooked, and to my surprise, he took another step forward and pushed me directly to the ground with his weight!
He sat on my body without hesitation, and I couldn’t stand up because of his weight. Then the scoundrel thumped from a commanding position, and regardless of whether there was defense or not, the fists rained down. I held my face tightly with my hands and let his fists hit me. His punches are messy, but they are not heavy. When I was at the base, I often put my hands on my head, tightened my abdomen, and let the murder weapon give me a heavy blow with gloves, which is still the ability to fight. I think a lot of fighters were stunned by his opening punches. After
fighting for a while, the villain’s punches slowed down, and I saw the gap and hit him on the chin with a swing. It was a recumbent punch, with insufficient force, and his head only shook slightly, and then he punched me again. The guy was obviously in a state of rage, with fierce eyes and salivating mouth, like a mad dog. Just as he was throwing his fist, I jerked my hips up and pushed him out. I took advantage of that strength to turn over, grabbed one of his arms and fixed him in the ring, making a “lock arm cross”. I don’t know much about
ground skills, but I’m pretty good at locking my arms. I grabbed his wrists and crossed my thighs around his shoulder joints. If there is no accident, I will keep him like this until he claps the ground and begs for mercy or his arm is broken by me. The
intense pain made the villain cry out, and he bit me on the leg! This guy! The pain of the heart completely ignited my anger, for this bastard’s dissatisfaction with a burst of vent out! I pressed his arm and jerked it up, and then there was a “bang.” I didn’t know where it was broken, and when I turned up and rode on him, it was a cannon punch!
The villain was completely unable to resist, his facial features were constantly changing shape under my fist, and lumps of blood were splashing from his mouth and nose. But I had no intention of stopping. I wanted to destroy this guy’s face completely! At that moment, I didn’t know why I hated him so much, and I didn’t understand who I thought he was. Apart from the audience’s exclamation, there was a muffled sound of fists hitting his head.
When I got up from the villain, I didn’t know how many punches I had thrown. The villain lay upright in the ring, his limbs wide open, his whole face covered with blood, his nose, mouth and eyes blurred, and his body twitched from time to time. There was no applause, no applause. I raised my head and glanced at the audience. They all looked at me with their eyes wide open. They could not say all kinds of expressions.
I was suddenly filled with hatred for the audience whose eyes were on me! These spectators! This is what you want to see! Aren’t you bloodthirsty? Don’t you like excitement? Brother, I will give you something more exciting today!
I raised my heels high and stamped on the scoundrel’s battered face! With a “poof” sound, blood was scattered all over the floor, and a few balls were thrown in my face. Someone covered his mouth and screamed.
Damn, now you’re satisfied!
There was no referee and no one declared my victory. I walked out of the ring with blood on my hands and a winner’s attitude. I understand that this is just one of the battles in my destiny, and the road is not over yet.
If there is an audience, there will always be black boxing.
Walking into the lounge, Li Ge said to me, “Those two Guangdong bosses think you are good, and they are going to arrange a boxing match between you and Chips in the near future.” The tone of his voice was so calm that he could not tell whether he was happy or sad.
I did not speak, but sat on the bench, leaning back against the wall, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
“By the way, is your leg all right?” Brother Li looked down.
I lifted my leg and saw two rows of teeth marks on it, still oozing blood slowly. The name of the villain is absolutely not wronged him, and his mother’s mouth is so cruel. When I
went out, I heard two men coming out from behind saying, “The villain is dead..”
“Let’s go,” Lee pulled me. “Get a tetanus shot.” Not long after the boxing match
with the villain, Li Ge told me that the date of the match with the chip had been set, just half a month later. The place of the boxing match is in Guangzhou. At that time, the two guys surnamed Qin and Chen will also be present.
I said, Li Ge, don’t let the little demons know the news. I don’t want them to worry about me.
Li Ge sighed and said he knew. In July
2006, the last semester of my “fifth year” was coming to an end, but I could not attend the graduation ceremony at school, because at that time, I was somewhere in Guangzhou, standing in the ring against the fate of the unknown. I said hello to Wang Hui in advance and asked him to go to school to help me deal with related matters. Wang Hui asked me what I was going to do. I just said I wanted to go out with Li Ge. I didn’t know when I would come back. Wang Hui said that’s OK, you go to work, and then I’ll help you do it. Finally, Wang Hui said, “Yang Meng called me two days ago, and she asked about you.”
I thought about it and said, “Next time I call, you can tell Yang Meng that she doesn’t remember me anymore.” Before we
left, Ago and I went to see a movie again. This was the second time we went to the cinema to see a movie. What I saw that time was “Pure Dancing Girl” starring Moon Geun-young. After reading it, Ah Guo leaned on my shoulder and cried. The first time
we saw a movie, I came out of the cinema crying. But this time, it was Ah Guo who sobbed on my shoulder. I smiled and said, “Why are you crying?”? Isn’t the ending of the movie quite good?
“The endings in the movies are very happy. I don’t know if we can end up like them.”
“I’m sure it will.” I hugged Argo and said, “I’m sure I will.”
Half a month passed quickly, just in the blink of an eye. As he saw me off, Ah Guo remained silent until finally he couldn’t see me off any more. Then he tugged at my clothes, smiled, and said, “Ouyang, come back early.”
That smile, like a knife, carved into my heart. Do
you know how beautiful you look when you smile. Li Ge and
I, as well as his two more intimate younger brothers, four people flew to Guangzhou, ready to compete with the chip. It was a very formal match, and it was definitely a very high-level boxing match. The place is in a private gym, and the participants in the boxing match are also very rich or very high class people. According to Li Ge, this single boxing match involved the flow of hundreds of millions of cash. No matter which side wins in the end, the organizers will make a lot of money from it.
This boxing match is different from the past. It uses the rules of “rope boxing”, which is popular on the border between Myanmar and Thailand. Rope boxing, also known as mahjong style Thai boxing, is a relatively old way of fighting in Thailand. This kind of ring fight, which is now rare, is extremely bloody and cruel. The boxers of the match wrap hemp rope around their hands, soak them in water and wet them, and then dip their fists in gravel and quicklime to make their fists more rough and hard. Such a punch on the human body, often is the skin opens the flesh, horrible.
But this time, in order to increase the spectacle of the boxing match, only the boxers were allowed to wrap their fists with special hemp ropes, and no stone chips or other things were allowed. In terms of game time, the referee’s turn system is adopted, that is to say, the game is refereed. Play three minutes in each inning with a minute break. The only thing that stands out is that there is no round limit and the fight continues until one side concedes or falls to the ground or is killed by the other side.
Obviously, such a well-planned boxing match is an appetizer for the upper class. After we
arrived in Guangzhou, we were arranged to stay in a hotel and were not allowed to go out without permission until the end of the game. The organizers took good care of me and specially equipped me with a team doctor to take charge of my discomfort symptoms due to unacclimatization these days, as well as the treatment of injuries in the boxing arena. The team doctor is black and thin, and has a very appropriate nickname called mosquito, Malaysian.
After so much tempering, on the opening day, my heart was very calm. He wrapped his hands carefully with hemp rope, smeared some fist oil on his body, simply warmed up, and was about to go on stage. Brother Li pinched my shoulder in the back and said, “I saw them coming in the field just now.”
“Both of them?” I turned my head and asked, “Those two bastards, Chin and Chen?” These
are the two fellows. These two guys bet heavily on the chip again. Last time the chip helped them make a fortune. This time they even bet on the old capital. West Poison, fight hard, let these two guys lose all their money, and lose their underwear here! I
looked at myself in the mirror, fearless in my eyes and muscular in my lines. I nodded and said, “I understand.”
When I came out, there were still some people shouting my name, but I didn’t expect that there were also my fans here. But compared with the famous chip, almost all the audience came for him.
Finally saw the legendary chip. Strong and agile, cool-headed, almost watertight in attack and defense. He sat in the corner of the rope, wearing a pair of black shorts covered with red flame patterns, and looked at me without expression. His eyes are cold. The face of this man has the vastness of the Mongolian grassland.
Strangely enough, by this time, I didn’t have any hatred for the chip in my heart, and I didn’t stand in the ring because of simple anger. To be honest, I don’t know why I’m standing here. Is it to challenge my fate or to stick to my beliefs?
Or, I finally stand here, just want to face the whole world of black boxing. But when I really face it, I don’t know what to say to it. Mozzie, the
Malaysian team doctor, finally examined me. He took out a mouth guard and asked me, “Do you use it?”. I shook my head and said, “No, this thing will hinder my breathing.”.
Ding, the game begins. I walked to the middle of the ring and extended my left hand in a friendly way.
The chip froze for a moment, then stretched out his fist and touched me. I’m afraid this is the first time he has touched his opponent in the ring of black market boxing.
Just after the fist bump, I kicked out with a powerful sweeping leg, and the route went straight to the chip’s head. This leg is just a test. I want to see if he is really a watertight defense. Not surprisingly, the chip defended perfectly, and I kicked him in the strong arm. As soon as
my leg fell, I touched the ground again, and the heavy leg swept, aiming at his weakness. When he raised his hand to guard his head just now, there was a gap. By the time my legs arrived, his defense had been pulled down and he blocked my blow with his hard left elbow. After my leg fell, I touched the ground and got up again, but the chip didn’t give me a chance to make a third leg. With a whoosh, I hit him with one punch. The punch of
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chips is absolutely fast, and the space is grasped seamlessly. He swung a punch at the moment I got up, but fortunately I was only a tentative attack and was not caught in the battle. I leaned back subconsciously, and his fist brushed my face, and the hemp rope on it made my cheekbones burn.
I immediately stepped back and squared up. The name of the chip is not called for nothing, and I felt the pressure he brought as soon as we fought. Defense, speed, calmness, there’s more than one thing scary about this guy. Just a face to face, I can be sure that he is better than all the people I have played against, including Naikun. There was no pressure before
going on stage, but at this time, the pressure came over invisibly.
Chip didn’t take me lightly because I was a newcomer, and his cautious attitude showed his excellent fighter quality. Can win one or two games, perhaps can rely on luck, but standing in the arena of life, more than 100 consecutive unbeaten results, it is absolutely dependent on strength. He moved his steps gently, constantly controlling the distance between him and me. I also moved according to my own rhythm, looking for his occasional flaws. The two of us, like old men playing chess, were making an unhurried start, ignoring the already impatient shouts from the audience.
This kind of game is obviously not enough for those who are used to the white-hot opening and will fight desperately as soon as they meet-there is no scene of flesh and blood flying, which can not satisfy the abnormal emptiness in their hearts. But only in this kind of boxing match, there is a real aesthetic feeling. The confrontation between two boxers can interpret the essence of fighting incisively and vividly. Those red-eyed boxing matches are no different from a dog fight.
I no longer use heavy legs, but light fists and light feet to test the other side in order to find its flaws. The tactics of the chip are the same as mine, which is to attack by point, seek opportunities, and mix a heavy blow from time to time. The two of us went back and forth, playing a few symbolic offensive and defensive games, and the first round ended.
I went back to the corner to rest, and Li Ge’s little brother came up to give me a drink of water. Brother Li leaned over the ropes and asked me, “How is it going?”
“Not bad. The strength of the other side is within expectation. It’s a bit tricky.” At this time, the audience was discontented and shouted, “What are you two doing? You are so soft, like a ***ing homosexual.”.
Brother Li gave the men a contemptuous look and scolded, “SB.” The
second round begins. I realized that it was impossible for my opponent to show me any flaws, and his calm eyes said it all. And it’s not good for me to use the method of delaying time. Chip is a Mongolian boxer. His genes determine that his physical strength is more abundant than mine. I changed my tactics to split his defense with my jab and then hit him hard.
My tactics did not work, and the chip launched an attack on me in this round. The two of us had a fight at the beginning, but we were very calm. The audience shouted uncontrollably: “Fight!”! Fight!
Who doesn’t want to fight? But in the face of a calm opponent, restlessness can only make you lose everything. Restlessness can make people lose their judgment and the opportunity to seize space, seemingly brave, but in fact useless. The decisive factor of KO in the ring is a few heavy blows, and the rest are foils. And these heavy blows are all in the hands of the calm man. None of
our defenses were torn apart, but I clearly felt the power of the chip. His explosive power is perfect, and his strong fighting muscles lay a solid foundation for his heavy hitting. When I watched the video, I couldn’t believe that Naikun fell to the ground forever after he hit him with three heavy punches and two sweeps. Now I understand that if I show a flaw, I will suffer the same consequences as Naikun.
I did not use all my strength, the other side did not use all their strength, now is not the time to sacrifice their lives to fight. We are constantly pondering the style and routine of our opponents in attack and defense, and at the same time, we are constantly pulling each other with our own rhythm of punching. Whoever grasps the rhythm of the field will grasp the initiative. Unfortunately, we were immersed in our own rhythm and neither of us conquered anyone until the end of the second round.
This game belongs to the slow type, and there are a lot of spectators watching and scolding. I wonder, it is said that all the people here today are respectable, how can quality be so poor?
In the third round of the match, the following curses gradually disappeared, because I and the chip gradually accelerated the pace of attack, the scene is about to enter a white-hot trend. The chip’s sweeping kick began to exert its power, and when I lifted my knee to block, there was a pain in my calf. The speed of the
chip’s leg sweep was so fast that when I leaned back and one leg passed in front of me, I felt the wind it brought up. If such a sweeping force hits the head, the consequences will be quite terrible. Someone once asked me, when you fight in the ring, where should you stare at your opponent? Eyes or shoulders? For those who have not been hit, any answer to this question is pale-they think that the eyes are the windows of the soul, but the cold eyes of the other side are like a pool of stagnant water; they think that any movement of the body should be reflected on the shoulder first, but when you notice the shoulder, the legs of the other side are already on your head. A real fighter keeps his opponent in the whole field of vision, and staring at one place will only make him fall faster.
In the next two consecutive rounds, the chip continued to show its power, and his precise judgment and powerful blows posed a serious threat to me, including a kick in my lower abdomen that almost made me lose my breath. Chip technology is relatively simple, that is, a few fists plus low sweep and high sweep, but the timing is extremely precise, the more direct the technology is, the more lethal it is.
In the face of his fierce attack, I can only attack instead of defending, and he fought a hard-fought positional warfare. If you just defend blindly, you will soon be torn apart by his powerful strength. During the attack, I didn’t know if my attack had any effect on him, but his two swings hit me in the face, and I felt a burning pain on the left side of my face, as if I had been torn open. It’s all that ***ing twine!
The fourth round is over. I sat in the corner, panting violently. Brother Li leaned over the ropes and asked me, “Are you all right?”
“Yes, no problem.” I nodded my head. The chip sitting opposite was also breathing violently, and his physical strength was consumed in large quantities. At the beginning of the
fifth round, the chip launched a fierce attack, which caught me by surprise! He finally got angry, and the overwhelming blow pushed me close to the corner, and the heavy fists and legs tore my defense crazily holding my head. I felt a sharp pain in my soft rib, not knowing whether it was punched or kicked by him, which made me almost want to kneel in the ring. All I could hear was Brother Li’s loud cry: “West Poison, stop!”! Guard against it!
But I still can’t defend. The chip hit me on the head with a precise hook, and as soon as I raised my head, his fist wrapped in hemp rope suddenly appeared in front of me!
A sharp pain went to my brain, and as soon as my eyes were black, I didn’t know anything. When I immediately opened my eyes again, the referee was crouching in front of me to count the seconds. The
referee’s face was blurred in my eyes. I couldn’t hear what he was saying, but I still grabbed the ropes subconsciously to stand up. The referee grabbed my hand and asked, “Are you OK?”
I finally heard what he was saying and nodded quickly.
The game resumed, and the chip quickly approached me. God, I wish this round was over. Once again, the
chip pushed me close to the corner, and I defended my head. Anyway, be sure to protect your head. If he hits me with a sweep kick, I will die on the spot.
This round finally ended in my suffering. When I sat down with some confusion, the team doctor mosquito immediately came up and held my face for examination, and I only gasped for breath. I’m so tired.
“I can’t fight anymore.” I heard the mosquito turn to Brother Li and say, “My nose is broken.”
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