The audience, who were already excited to watch, all became quiet and the scene was silent. Then, there was a stormy cheer.

One-on-one fighting is very exciting, with a punch that is fat, but a fight that costs hundreds of people is even more exciting, especially for the Americans in the eyes of heroic complex, which is the object of worship.

"Sun Feng! Sun Feng! Sun Feng! Sun Feng..." Someone started shouting, slowly getting the joining of all the audience, and shouting suddenly resounded throughout the underground boxing ring.

Sun Feng smiled. It was a man, and he liked the feeling of being admired, especially the scene where thousands of people shouted for you. Even Sun Feng was also a little excited, as if his passion was ignited.

However, Sun Feng was still rational and was not blinded. He pressed his hands and immediately calmed down on the scene again.

"Now, do you have any objections?" Sun Feng lowered his head and glanced down at the bottom. Several of the fighters who were still sober said without expression.

Those fighters looked at me, and I looked at me, and shook their heads in unanimously. Just kidding, facing a monster, who dares to have any objections? Aren't you looking for death by hitting lanterns in the toilet?

A smile finally appeared on Sun Feng's face, then he jumped off the ring and disappeared on the platform.

However, to the eyes of all the wounded friends in the audience, his smile was simply the smile of a devil.

"Cough cough!" At this time, King's cough came from the radio, attracting the attention of the unsatisfactory audience. "Some special situations occurred in the middle of this invitational tournament, but it was generally quite satisfactory. Next, I announce that the invitational tournament has officially ended, and the final champion is from the mysterious country of the Oriental - Sun Feng!"

The atmosphere at the scene boiled again.

However, these Yusun Feng had nothing to do with each other. At this time, he had returned to his room, and he was still hugging the King of Fighters' milk domineering.

A hand had already covered the chest of Buchimaki, and he tried his best to squeeze the softness into various shapes.

"Dear, your performance today is really great. I decided that you will be my man in the future." Fukuma was panting by Sun Feng, looking at Sun Feng with water in his eyes, and said excitedly.

Sun Feng felt unprecedented satisfaction. It was already a great thing to be able to get countless fantasies of Fujima. Now it seems that he was wrong and accidentally got his heart.

He smiled and tightened Buchihuo Wu, something under his waist tightened and hard as iron, pressing Buchihuo Wu's abdomen, and teased: "Then I will make you more satisfied later."

After saying that, he had already pressed Buchihuo on the bed, and heard Buchihuo's scream. It turned out that Sun Feng's hand had already reached into Buchihuo's abdomen in a dishonest.

After a few pieces of clothing that were not many after a few seconds, Sun Feng stripped them cleanly.

An exquisite beauty carved from mutton fat jade appeared in front of Sun Feng.
Chapter completed!