Chapter 540 Whoever loses will jump into the sea

【It was a heavy snowfall, so happy, winter finally arrived!】

Erin has never watched Jackie Chan's movies, Jet Li, or even Donnie Yen's scenes, but she has come into contact with many martial arts coaches from China on the set, and has seen similar fighting scenes in some Hollywood action blockbusters. This set of actions is done in one go, as if they were rehearsed by the two, which is exactly the same as the effect in the movie, but the difference is that the scenes in the movie are fake, while everything in front of them is real.

Bang! The punch immediately opened a dyeing workshop on Cole's face. The impact and squeeze of force caused his nose tissue to lose blood instantly. The color turned white for a second or two. Then bright red blood immediately surged out of the ruptured blood vessels, which was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, it flowed across his lips, dripping along his chin, and landed on the gray-blue deck.

Wang Zhuo's elbow was not very powerful, but it was definitely not small. He was previously squeezed by Cole and his group of Americans and those Indians who were storming for a long time. There were his own compatriots watching the fun. He had already been in a hurry in his stomach, so he had been cultivating his body and cultivated his character for so long. Today, he finally broke the example. As soon as he made the opponent's face red.

After Kerr got punched, he fell back immediately. His companion was stunned for a moment. One of them hurriedly helped Kerr, and the other two rolled up their sleeves and rushed towards Wang Zhuo.

The name of the American world police is not for nothing. They bully people everywhere they go, but now they are punched by an arrogant Chinese boy and become a man with a nosebleed. How can they not be angry?

Take action! Major Heidegger was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to fight desperately. Two other British officials who were close to him also rushed forward to form a human wall. Although the retired aircraft carrier of the Royal Princess was about to "military to civilians", two groups of foreign guests fought on the territory of the British Ministry of Defense, and they were also bloody, which was a big deal in any case!

The distance between Wang Zhuo and Cole and others was immediately separated, but the third Indian brothers took a few steps before Cole pushed Wang Zhuo for the first time. These guys were very smart. They were shaking their flags and shouting that they would have run away when they were serious.

When fighting, what happens if both sides cannot reach each other? After being pulled apart by the British, they immediately started to quarrel!

Words like sonofabitch and shit can no longer bear the anger of Cole's friends towards Wang Zhuo, and national curses like Fakeyu made a brilliant appearance, which was mixed with a lot of vulgar slang. Not to mention Wang Zhuo, the British may not fully understand it.

Li Mingxu and others were also reminiscent of the story and immediately fought back in Chinese. What kind of education in etiquette and other countries is just a bastard. At this time, you have to swear and scold, otherwise wouldn't you lose your momentum?

When vicious language such as "Fuck the mud mother" and "Baby mother's triangle milk petal bi" came from the mouth of university Chinese lecturer Li Mingxu, the deck was completely in chaos. It was not until Lieutenant Colonel Mo Ning rushed over with six or seven soldiers that he controlled the order.

As soon as Heidegger reported, the chief also had a headache. The two sides were just fighting for their will. Moreover, this was the military territory. If such a thing happened, it would not be allowed to go to the civil court, but the military court would not care about such a broken matter. Besides, both sides were distinguished guests. How could they accept their lawsuit just because they had a fight on their territory and made two punches?

The British Empire has been in history for quite a long time, and similar events are not without them, but such a ridiculous thing has never happened in modern times. Not to mention that Mo Ning has never encountered it, Mo Ning has no superior!

Americans are famous for litigation. At this moment, a friend of Cole's name is yelling to sue Wang Zhuo. Mo Ning is like a mirror in his heart. If the conflict between the two sides is not resolved on the ship, he will definitely be scolded by his superiors when he returns!

"Mr. Wang Zhuo, what do you think about this arrangement? I will immediately send you and your friends off the ship. I will arrange for you to watch the Royal Princess later today or tomorrow. What do you think?"

When Mo Ning said this, he tried his best to be humble and calm. Unexpectedly, Wang Zhuo refused to buy it at all and said with a faint smile: "Why am I leaving? Let those Americans who are provoking first get out of here."

"Uh..." Mo Ning was speechless. Just give you a step. I'd rather let me tell you about this and they would buy it!

Just as he was about to persuade him again, Wang Zhuo rolled his eyelids and said to him with a smile: "Lieutenant Colonel Mo Ning, do you think I speak better than those Americans, or do you think that persimmons should be picked and pinched?"

Mom, rich people are stinky masters! Mo Ning greeted Wang Zhuo's family fiercely in his heart, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Look, I'm actually a person who is easy to talk to, but those Americans are too arrogant. Who can't stand this tone?" Wang Zhuo pointed to the opposite side lightly and said, "See, that guy wants to duel with me. He said he wants to beat me to the point where he can't find his teeth. Do you believe his words?"

Mo Ning looked at the other side with a wry smile. Isn’t the American named Kuchi just clamoring? Although Wang Zhuo was completely at a disadvantage from the heavyweight level, Mo Ning was really unsure of what would happen if these two people started to fight. You should know that when Cole was beaten just now, there were a series of "kongfu" screams next to him. That was the meaning of "Chinese Kung Fu", which means Wang Zhuo has the ability!

"Is there still a duel in the UK now?" Wang Zhuo asked suddenly curiously.

Mo Ning was surprised: "You are not going to duel with him, are you?"

Wang Zhuo nodded seriously: "He is greeting my grandmother, I respect my grandmother very much."

"...I respect my grandmother too." Mo Ning said this inexplicably, then immediately waved his hand: "I won't agree to you duel here."

"Is gentleman's exercise not good?" Wang Zhuo thought for a while and smiled gracefully: "We can play ordinary wrestling or fight against each other. If you agree, the loser will leave the ship obediently and will not add any trouble to you."

Mo Ning was stunned and immediately moved. This was indeed a good proposal, especially after Wang Zhuo proposed it, the Americans had no reason to disagree. This not only relieves the trouble, but also has a way to submit a job to their superiors!

“hi.”

Erin Top approached at this time, greeted Wang Zhuo laughingly, and then asked, "Are you going to duel with that American?"

Wang Zhuo smiled and said, "Yes, it's a pity that there is no beautiful girl's heart to win after winning."

Seeing that he was imitating his little moves again, Erin pouted and smiled, and said to Mo Ning: "I think this gentleman's proposal is very good. What do you think?"

Morn blinked and looked at McTop beside Erin.

"When I was young, I won the rank of lieutenant by wrestling on this deck." The old man's expression looked leisurely.

Mo Ning shrugged. Even if he accepted Wang Zhuo's proposal, this kind of thing is definitely a joke in China and will never happen, but it is easy to reach an agreement in the UK, a country where nobles or knights often duels.

When he walked over and said to Kuch, the audience was in an uproar. This made Liu Jieming, who was nervously watching the fun, happy. As long as Wang Zhuo lost to the Americans, he had to board the plane and leave. After he returned, he would immediately leave London and would never see him again in his life!

"Wrestling, judo, santa, boxing! You can choose it! Those who hit the ground on their butt will lose!"

When he came to Wang Zhuo, Kuchi slapped his thick chest and his chin almost tilted to the sky, which was even more arrogant than the WWe's league champion.

Although Wang Zhuo just beat Cole, Kuchi thought it was just a sneak attack and cleverness. If he was serious, he could deal with three Wang Zhuo alone!

"Since you are so confident, let's add a bet." Wang Zhuo downplayed the end of the nail plate: "Free fighting, the loser will jump from here, do you dare?"

Just as Mo Ning was about to stop the bet, McTop smiled and shook his thumbs up in praise. Mo Ning's words were choked back into his stomach.

"Okay!" Kuch agreed without hesitation: "Let everyone be a witness, the one who is dependent on the debt is the eggs!"

Wang Zhuo made an OK gesture and walked towards the fighter runway on the deck first.

The two of them quickly stood up and took action. This kind of scene was once extremely common in the British aristocratic circle. Almost every three or two large gatherings would happen. There were also such competitions in the army. Chinese people are popular with chess-style literary comparisons, and European and American countries are not popular.

Kuqi looked at his fists as big as a casserole and his wrists as thick as his arms, and then looked at Wang Zhuo's "thin" figure, and smiled arrogantly, as if victory was already in his pocket.

Boxing with empty hands and wearing boxing gloves are completely different things. The defense is extremely passive. On the one hand, the fists are not enough and cannot block all the key points of your head. On the other hand, when you are beaten, you will directly contact the hard fists without the buffering of the boxing gloves.

Kuqi was very clear about the truth here. In his opinion, although Wang Zhuo's body is already relatively strong among Chinese people, compared with his 100 kilograms, he is just like a little chicken. He can completely knock on the party with one punch!

Wang Zhuo pulled his feet away and hooked Kuqi casually, showing a bit of a chic demeanor like a master of kung fu.

"Do you really think of yourself as a martial arts master?" The lady beside Liu Jieming burst out laughing: "I said to Xiao Liu, this is obviously a stinky child who is not even weird. She still loves to show off so much. What are you afraid of him doing?"

Liu Jieming looked ashamed and said with a wry smile: "Sister-in-law, don't treat him as a child. When he gets angry, he won't buy anyone's account."

"Yeah, look at what you said." The woman glanced at Liu Jieming and snorted softly: "Then I understand. You are my brother Jing and you are not qualified to help you become a Chinese guy, right?"
Chapter completed!