At the same time, in the ring.

Yi Heng's whole person, unrecognizable, flesh and blood blurred, extremely miserable, but he still swayed his chest and stood in place.

A pair of eyes were even more stained with blood, and the vision became particularly blurred.

"Hmph, it seems that the lesson for you is not enough, is it? Give you one last chance, admit defeat now, you may still have a chance to live!"

Michiichi Sato snorted coldly, and a rich cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Admit defeat? Hehe! None of my Chinese people are bad seeds, come on, kill grandpa! Grandpa is not afraid of death!"

Yi Heng was covered in blood, his body trembled a little, but the expression on his face was firm and absolute.

"Good job! worthy of our Chinese boys!"

"What the hell is going on!"

"Little devil, Lao Tzu grass/mud/grandma!"

All the Chinese people are clenched their fists, although they are very angry, but they also admire Yi Heng very much.

Yi Heng was seriously injured, not only did he not admit intimidation, but he also did not admit defeat! He is a role model for every Chinese person!

"Pretty heroic, isn't it? In that case, I'll do it for you. ”

Michiichi Sato showed a grim smile, and immediately, he suddenly deceived himself and rushed towards Yi Heng.

Then, he dragged Yi Heng to the ground violently.

Then!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Sato Dao's hand was extremely vicious, and almost every foot was stepped on Yi Heng's bones.

"King/bastard, damn island country devil!"

"Damn!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking fell in the ears of every Chinese person, and they were full of anger.

"He's too much, I'm going to kill this wretch!"

At the same second, Yueming, Li Qiang and the others couldn't hold back the anger in their hearts for a long time, and clenched their fists.

However, Zhang Feng, as the captain, stopped a few people, took a deep breath, and said: "Yi Heng is a man, he has made up his mind to die! There is no one in our Heavenly Group, and he will never beg for mercy from the people of the island country! Even if it is death!"

As soon as these words came out, several people were silent.

How could they not see that Yi Heng was bent on dying, and he would never bow his head to the people of the island country!

"Don't admit defeat yet, do you? I'll let you taste my bloody methods!"

Michiichi Sato snorted coldly, and it was also at that second that he suddenly took out a sharp short knife.

Then.

Poof!

Poof!

His sharp short knife stabbed Yi Heng in the chest, shoulder, arm, and lower abdomen.

Blood, frantically flowing out, the clearly visible blood hole, looks particularly strange and terrifying.

"Ahhh

It was also at that moment that Yi Heng's face was filled with endless pain, voice, endless roar, and finally, his eyes slowly closed.

"You Chinese people, just stubborn, hum, you won't beg for mercy until you die!"

Michiichi Sato snorted disdainfully, but the corner of his mouth licked the bloodstained sharp dagger.

At this moment, almost all Chinese people were furious.

"Damn island nation mongrel!"

"Yi Heng is dead, arrest this miscellaneous/fragment and bring it to justice!"

Countless angry voices rang out, and the square of tens of thousands of people seemed to be shaking the sky.

However, Michiichi Sato didn't have any panic on his face, he looked extremely calm, and even showed a hint of mockery.

Soon, a professional medical staff came up to check it.

"He's not dead, he's still breathing!"

The medical staff, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, said to the Chinese people in the audience.

"Grass! It's not dead, so what are you waiting for, save people!"

"Are you/of, are you from Huaxia or not?"

The medical staff quickly arranged for a few people, got a stretcher, and then carried Yi Heng into the ambulance.

However, as soon as he got to the ambulance, Yi Heng's heart suddenly stopped beating and he couldn't breathe.

"He... He's dead!"

At that moment, the medical staff shouted in alarm.

"Killed! This miscellaneous has killed Yi Heng!"

"Repay your life, pay for your life!"

In an instant, the emotions of countless Chinese people suddenly burst into turmoil, and they couldn't wait to kill Michiichi Sato alive.

However, Na Sato Michichi snorted disdainfully and said loudly: "Does it have anything to do with me that he is dead now?

"Bastard!"

"Shameless island mongrel!"

At that moment, tens of thousands of Chinese people were particularly angry, but now Yi Heng did die in the ambulance, not in the ring.

"In the end, who will you Huaxia send to fight?"

At this time, the voice of the host of the island country sounded, which was particularly provocative.

"I'm coming!"

At that moment, Zhang Feng spoke.

In an instant, almost all the eyes of the Chinese people were focused on him.

"Captain!!"

Almost all of the other eight members of the Heavenly Group shouted.

"I know, as the captain, I should be the last to go, but this island country is too much!"

"His strength is stronger than all of you, if you go up, you will also end up with Yi Heng!"

"This time, I will breathe a good sigh for all the Chinese people!"

"Even if this breath is in short time!"

"Believe me, I will avenge Yi Heng, this Michichi Sato is really damned!"

Zhang Feng clenched his fists, his face extremely determined.

It was also at that moment that Zhang Feng resolutely stood in the ring.

"Huh!"

As soon as Sato Daoyi saw Zhang Feng, he couldn't help but show a hint of mockery, and said, "Another Chinese weakling, next, let you become the second Yi Heng!"

"Really, let's see who's going to be trampled to death!"

Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly tightened, and at that moment, his eyes became very sharp, his anger surged, and his momentum increased countless times.

"It's a little interesting, it seems that you are much stronger than that Yi Heng!"

Feeling the change in Zhang Feng's temperament, Sato Michiichi's face finally changed a little.

"Miscellaneous/Fragmented, pay for your life!"

Zhang Feng stepped on the soles of his feet suddenly, and in the next second, his body suddenly moved.

Lightning-fast speed.

The fist wind is as fierce as a torrent.

"Trash, even if I stand still, you can't kill me, you know? This is the gap between the acquired and the ingenital! Even if we are only a small realm!"

With a faint look of disdain at the corner of Sato's mouth, Michiichi Sato stood in place, not moving at all.

Contempt! utter contempt!

At that moment, all the Chinese people were once again enraged, and they had complete anger in their hearts, but they didn't know how to vent it.

It was also at that moment that Zhang Feng's furious fist had already smashed away.

Rumble!

When the fist smashed into Michiichi Sato's chest, his eyes widened instantly.

The next second.

Poof!!

Blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes were full of horror, "You... You... How could you!"

"Miscellaneous/Shredded, now I know, it's late!"

Zhang Feng snorted coldly, and in an instant, the whole person's fist, like a whirlwind, clenched out wildly.

Bang!

Bang!

Zhang Feng's fist smashed madly on Sato Michiichi's body, and almost all the ribs on his body were broken.

Blood continued to flow out of the corners of his mouth.

"Brother, go all the way! Brother has avenged you!"

Zhang Feng looked at the sky, his fists clenched, but in the end, the fatal punch did not fall.

(End of chapter)