"Huhu ......" Black Whirlwind stopped halfway through and sat down on the nearest stone bench, gasping for air, apparently just looking for a place to rest.

"Everyone's ready......" I lowered my throat. The seven of us slowly dispersed, forming a small circle, silently approaching the black whirlwind. And the black whirlwind was fanning the wind with his hands, unaware of the danger coming.

I quickly looked around, but I didn't see anything to look up to. To be honest, even the siege of the Black Whirlwind made me a little scared with my bare hands.

We slowly converged towards the Black Whirlwind. I don't know what kind of high-intensity workout he was doing, and he was sweating all over his body, as if he had poured a layer of oil. When he was still five meters away, he finally sensed a hint of danger, stood up abruptly and yelled, "Who is it?!"

Black Whirlwind's fierce thick eyebrows and big eyes happened to meet me. When I found out it was me, I was visibly stunned.

There was no need to hesitate, I gritted my teeth and shouted, "Go!" and then took the lead and rushed forward. Seven people rushed out of the dark woods from all directions at the same time, and this scene should be quite shocking.

"Damn, Yang Bin, you dare to ambush me!" "Black Whirlwind finally regained his senses and felt under his feet, only to realize that he was not carrying the pair of plate axes.

", your time of death has come!" Song Yangchong was fast, and he was the first to fight the black whirlwind. It seems that he wants to prove himself in front of Yu Lele and others. I saw him with a sharp high sweep, right in the middle of the black whirlwind cheek. The black whirlwind without the axe had to retreat again and again, but unexpectedly, after Song Yang retracted his legs, he attacked him again.

One leg, two legs, three legs! Song Yang's attack was like a typhoon passing through, each time it became faster and more ruthless! For a while, he even hit the black spin and risked falling.

Although the black whirlwind has not undergone systematic formal training, its punches are also tiger-like, and it has a bit of a 'random punch to kill the master'. I took the opportunity to pounce from behind, and the black whirlwind had to twist his body and collide with Deng Xiaobo again.

Deng Xiaobo was clearly fighting for the first time and had no experience. He could only rely on his massive size to crash into the Black Whirlwind like a tank. The black whirlwind could only be forced to retreat, and was kicked by Jiang Shaohua and Hu Wentao.

"Ah!! you are so bold!!" Black Whirlwind's face burst into blue muscles, and his huge eyes were like Zhong Kui descending to earth. I saw that he kicked Jiang Shaohua away with one kick, and another hook punch directly knocked out Hu Wentao. His eyes were red and murderous. At first glance, it looks quite fierce, but he is already exhausted after the workout, and it is only a matter of time before he lies down.

Before the black whirlwind could breathe a sigh of relief, Yu Lele had already rushed over like a ghost, and punched two punches at the black whirlwind's head. The black whirlwind also immediately raised his foot and kicked Yu Lele to stumble.

The current Black Whirlwind completely ignores defense, and has been attacking desperately with all his might, and it seems that he has lost his mind. In the blink of an eye, he clamped Chen Hao's neck again, twisted his waist and used his throat to fall over his waist. Chen Hao's body slammed into the stone table beside him, letting out a slight moan.

"Grass. Yu Lele scolded softly, picked up a stone on the ground and went up again, but was kicked in the ribs by the black whirlwind, and Yu Lele almost fainted in pain.

"Boy, get over here!!!" The black whirlwind roared in the sky, and the kid must have meant Song Yang. Song Yang's face also turned red, and he rushed forward quickly, scuffling with the black whirlwind again.

Seeing that the black whirlwind was restrained by Song Yang, I hurriedly walked around behind him and wanted to strangle him by the neck. But he was knocked on his nose by the black whirlwind with his elbow, and a sore pain suddenly erupted. I had to cover my nose and step aside, my hands already covered in nosebleeds.

Song Yang and Black Whirlwind punched each other to the flesh, and in the blink of an eye, they had already fought for seven or eight rounds. They moved too fast, and Deng Xiaobo couldn't intervene at all on the side, so he could only stare at the black whirlwind and wait for an opportunity to move.

Another three minutes passed, and the black whirlwind, like an exhausted tiger, was hit in the jaw by Song Yang's punch and slowly fell to the ground.

Song Yang also held his knees and gasped for breath, but his face was excited. "Haha, I've never had such a cool fight, Yang Bin, you really didn't lie to me, this eleven middle school is really a good place!"

"I, I'm still here, I haven't lost ......" Black Whirlwind used the last of his strength to get up from the ground, his face covered in blood.

"You've lost!" Deng Xiaobo, who was on the side, finally found an opportunity, hugged him, and threw the black whirlwind the stone ground.

'Bang!' With a muffled sound, the black whirlwind finally lay on the ground motionless.