Chapter 299: The Battle of the Trapped Beasts

Wiggins, who is more than two meters tall and athletic, stands in front of Abu as if an adult is looking at a child, condescending.

There was a huge difference in physique between the two, but no one was stupid enough to think that whoever was bigger would win.

Abu twisted his neck and made a "click" sound, staring indifferently at Wiggins in front of him.

Many people believe that he is the personal bodyguard of the boss behind the Red Sea Boxing Ring, because it seems that this position is already considered to be the top position in the South Country for someone with such strong force.

But everyone still guessed wrong.

No one even thought about it that way.

Abu, the bodyguard of the Red Sea boss who is ostensibly identified.

But in fact, he has two hidden identities.

The first one, he is not a bodyguard, he is the owner of the Red Sea Boxing Stadium!

This boxing gym was originally built by him under the guarantee of his strong strength.

Second, he has another name, which is called Bruce.

Doesn't that sound familiar?

That's right, he's Bruce, the 26th ghost killer in the world's killer rankings!

Just two days ago, he just took over a task from an IP address in the East China Sea!

The goal of the mission is to assassinate a young president whose strength is unknown, but at least above the camera.

Originally, such a low-level task like this was nearly eight million American knives. Bruce will never get involved, because the price of entering China is too high, and if he is not careful, he may leave his life there forever!

And his life, let alone more than 8 million, even if it is more than 80 million, 800 million, it is not worth changing!

But this time it's different......

Bruce looked up and carefully looked at Wiggins in front of him, his eyes flashing with surprise.

The fighting skills and sanda skills of the White Bear Country are the top in the world, and they are more keen on scientific and technological improvement in martial arts, and the white pig in front of them does not seem to have any true qi sense, but its strength can be so high, which is obviously due to some technological transformation of the White Bear Country.

Bruce probably knows a little about Wiggins's identity, but he can't fully confirm which unit Wiggins is serving in and why he escaped.

The distance between the southern country and the white bear country is too far.

The referee in a suit and tie closed the cage and escaped from the ring! shouted loudly through the wireless microphone in southern English: "Now enter the three-minute dialogue time!"

"Wuhu !!"

"Kill him, kill him, Wiggins!"

"Bruce, I'm going to see this stupid pig's **, I'm going to suck his tofu flowers!!"

"Woo woo woo Wuhu!"

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These three-minute dialogue time belongs to the pre-game trash talk.

The real masters are usually unstoppable, and this trash talk is not of much use to them, but the audience loves to hear it.

The more angry the trash talk, the more it can adjust the atmosphere of the scene!

The cheers swept around him like a big wave and tsunami, but Bruce's face was unaffected, and his face remained calm throughout.

On the other hand, Wiggins, after hearing this violent and frenzied shout, an unnatural flush appeared on Wiggins's face, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole face began to become hideous!

He was originally a war machine, and the sequelae was that his emotions were uncontrollable, and he was extremely vulnerable to being infected by his surroundings!

Now, under the cheers of the surrounding patches and cheers, Wiggins is secreting adrenaline hormones, and he can already feel his blood burning, and his heart is beating faster!

"Hey......

With a hideous smile on his face, Wiggins's voice was like a four-wheel drive electric motor, and he said in English: "I heard that you warriors of the southern people like to use physical skills, and you can even breathe with chrysanthemums, I don't know if that's the case?"

A deep, magnetic voice shines through the microphone outside the cage, resounding Wiggins' every word in the air above the boxing gym!

Bruce's eyes narrowed, and he said: "Now that the human body technology transformation technology is not perfect, it should be difficult for people like you to control their behavior." ”

Every killer should have a strong ability to observe the environment, Bruce keenly noticed the obvious change in Wiggins before and after the audience's shouts, he looked at Wiggins's already bloodshot eyes, and said:

"It's been a long time since I've seen a strong transformer like you, and I've been able to run all the way here from the White Bear Country, and it seems that the transformation technology of the White Bear Country is constantly advancing. ”

Wiggins stuck out his scarlet tongue, his gums were red, and his two huge fists struck each other with a "thump" sound!

Such a sound can not only excite the audience, but also make him even more excited!

Resisting the urge to tear the short man in front of him apart immediately, Wiggins licked his lips and said with a bloodthirsty face: "Not only will I win fifty in a row, but I will also win in a hundred in a row, and I will rule the entire Red Sea Boxing Arena and become the only king here!"

Bruce shook his head and said in standard English: "Your body has been worn out by a long period of fighting, and the immunity in your body is rapidly declining, even without me, within a year, you will explode and die by yourself." ”

If it is really so easy to use technology to manufacture masters in large quantities, then what else does this world have to cultivate, and what is the use of the so-called martial arts realm?!

Wiggins' face changed, he turned his head and waited for the referee with his crimson pupils, and said angrily: "End this time now, I'm going to shoot this fly to death right away!"

The referee was so frightened by Wiggins's momentum that his face turned pale, and he quickly glanced at Bruce, who was calm on the side.

Bruce nodded slightly.

The referee took a deep breath, picked up the microphone again, and said loudly: "The game is on!"

"Ding, ding, ding!"

On one side, a beautiful southern woman in cool clothes smiled politely and bent down to ring the bell on the side.

She bent down in salute, and the last remaining fabric on her body fell.

"Wuhu !!"

"it!"

The atmosphere of the scene has reached its peak, and it has fallen into a boil!

Bruce looked away from the audience and looked at the grinning Wiggins, who said lightly:

"I'll show you your own ass later. ”

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Hey, go talk to God!"

Wiggins's huge body seemed to be teleporting, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Bruce!

His fist covered the sky and slammed down on the top of Bruce's head!

No one would doubt that if the punch did hit, Bruce would have stood up again.

No!

This is what Wiggins proved with a forty-nine winning streak!