He swung his palm, which was as big as a palm-leaf fan, and slapped Zhang Xudong on the head.
“You damn little oriental chick, today was my most embarrassing match.
I'll slap your head back into your stomach, and see if you dare to appear in front of me again."
He thought it was really good, but Zhang Xudong didn't indulge him.
He raised his leg and kicked Carl in the stomach.
Carl was sent flying backwards and hit the ropes around the ring.
Carl was bounced back to the middle of the ring and lay there unable to get up.
The sudden change on the stage left the audience stunned and then going crazy.
"Carl, stand up, you idiot!"
"Karl, get up and beat him up."
“Karl, if you dare to lose the game, I will hire someone to kill you.”
Almost everyone in the stands stood up, yelling at Carl to keep fighting.
William rubbed his eyes in disbelief and said:
"Oh my God! Is what I see real?
Is this young man from the East an angel who has come to save us?"
Carl on the stage stood up staggeringly amid the deafening cheers.
There was no more contempt in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Xudong, but instead he was filled with disbelief and horror.
When the people in the audience saw Karl stand up, they all shut their mouths and stared at the stage nervously.
They all hoped that Carl's fall was just an accident and that their travel plans could go on smoothly.
Zhang Xudong walked up to Karl as if taking a walk and said:
"If you don't beat up Chinese people for three days, your hands will itch and your whole body will feel uncomfortable.
So tell me, you have made so many people lose money, can they make your hands stop itching from happening again?
Will they let you live comfortably every day in the future?
I'm afraid of dirtying my hands by hitting you. So, go down and face their wrath!"
After Zhang Xudong finished speaking, he turned behind Carl and kicked him in the waist again.
After a "click" sound, Carl was kicked into the air, crossed the cable and lay down on the stage.
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