Zhang Beixing's gaze at this mont bore no aggression.
Very calm, just like watching kids fight, seeing them playing around.
After all, when an adult sees a group of children attacking each other, they won't harbor any animosity towards those kids.
After all, they're not on the sa level, there's no need for that!
Zhang Beixing indeed had no issues with Agana.
But on the contrary, it's different for Agana.
Who is he?
The King of Boxing!
What status does he have?
The Emperor of underground boxing in North Arica!
In North Arica, in the boxing field, he is the strongest person. Whenever soone tries to challenge his status, they end up being beaten to death by him!
In the past two or three years, he has beaten more than thirty people to death in the ring.
Besides those directly beaten to death in the ring, many were severely injured, sent to the ergency room, and never returned.
The others, not to ntion those with injuries and broken bones, are countless.
This title of "King of Boxers" wasn't accumulated for him by capital; it was hard-won by his own fists and feet!
He hadn't seen such a disdainful gaze in a long ti.
"Hey! What are you looking at! Trying to die?"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He imdiately raised his fists and started yelling at Zhang Beixing.
He was speaking English, sure, but with such a heavy local accent that Zhang Beixing couldn't understand what he was saying even after a while.
Actually, there was no need to understand; just by looking at his expression, one could guess what he was saying.
Zhang Beixing tilted his head slightly and asked Nakashita Masahide, "What is he saying? Did you understand? Translate it for ."
Nakashita Masahide, being from Neon Country with a father who speaks English, had a better grasp of English.
Agana on stage kept repeating certain words, which was easy to recognize. After listening carefully a few tis, he figured out what was being said.
It's just...
How could he say it out loud?
But at this mont, Zhang Beixing was looking at him inquisitively, and it wouldn't do not to answer...
Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and Nakashita Masahide stamred out a rough translation.
"Chief, what he ans is, he wants you to stop staring at him, otherwise he might want to fight with you?"
Nakashita Masahide had translated it quite politely.
Zhang Beixing chuckled, probably his family had been cursed by this guy, right?
No matter how strange Agana's accent was, certain common words could always be discerned.
Like so f's and m's.
Hmm.
Very well.
Zhang Beixing nodded; this guy had comndable courage.
"Let them fight first, regardless of how it ends today, he won't be walking out, right?"
Zhang Beixing took another sip of his drink, "You see, I'm not one to stir up a lot of trouble, but sotis people just don't know when to back down, aren't they just asking for it?"
Nakashita Masahide could only nod.
There was no choice; Zhang Beixing was the one with the strongest fists here.
At this point, his gaze at Agana was already filled with pity.
This kid was already in for a rough day; a Martial Artist at Grandmaster Great Perfection level had been arranged specifically to deal with him today.
If he had been a bit more perceptive, he could have walked out of here alive.
Whether they broke his arm or his leg, he would have at least kept his life, wouldn't he?
Now, he definitely won't survive.
Nakashita Masahide waved to the people from the Lower Mouth Organization nearby, signaling them to pick up the pace and not waste ti.
Though the Lower Mouth Organization wasn't his, there's a saying, show respect for the Buddha if not the monk. As the president of the Martial Arts Association of Neon Country, he would definitely extend such respect.
Under Nakashita Masahide's urging, the match resud quickly.
At this mont, Zhang Beixing's live stream was still on.
"Wow? This kid has such guts? He dared to insult Brother Bei? Does he really think he's living too long?"
"Hahaha, if nothing unexpected happens, this live clip will be turned into a highlight reel of failed bravado, hahaha."
"Seriously brave, doesn't North Arica have the internet? So daring."
"What are you thinking? Although Brother Bei is very popular, he's not as well-known overseas, not everyone knows him."
"Boxers spend most of their ti training, right? When they're not training, they're likely out chasing girls, where would they have ti to go online?"
"I feel sorry for him, truly pitiful!"
"Where are the mbers of our Extraordinary Reserve Team? Haven't seen them for a while?"
"Why look for Extraordinary Team mbers, look at the beauties! Wow, the sister on Brother Bei's left, really big, almost like a giant with a baby face!"
"The one on the right is also good-looking, that leg paired with white stockings, just perfect, I'm willing to call over-knee white stockings eternal! (yyds)"
"I saw Xu Feng! The one in the rightmost corner, wearing the number eight jersey, that's him!"
"..."
The bullet comnts on the live stream were never-ending.
Though two people just gagged in the stream, since it wasn't overly gory and due to the angle the phone was placed at,
The viewers didn't see anyone fallen and not getting up, so the live stream wasn't shut down and continued.
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