Mike took the punch to the gut a brief moment of preparing, thus he was able to take it better than otherwise but it still felt like a sledgehammer to the guts. The big bastard was starting to get on Mike's nerves and if he was going to take Hong down for good Mike was going to need to weaken the fat boy first. In his desperations for air Mike in his kneeled state glanced over, and eyed a pair of nunchuks that some other goon dropped. It gave Mike an idea, something he had done in a Philly deathmatch before only with slightly different equipment. Grabbing them Mike saw Hong was going after the woman who helped him connect the superkick all the harder.
Before Hong could get too many more attacks in Mike leapt up and attempted to climb onto Hong's shoulders, where he twirled out the nunchuks, not so much to swing them like they're suppose to, but use the chain on them to choke out the big man. Pulling himself as far as back as possible to really wring the air out of Hong's windpipes.
Before Hong could get too many more attacks in Mike leapt up and attempted to climb onto Hong's shoulders, where he twirled out the nunchuks, not so much to swing them like they're suppose to, but use the chain on them to choke out the big man. Pulling himself as far as back as possible to really wring the air out of Hong's windpipes.