Yang Zhong picked up the seriously injured big fish and turned it out of the arena to the audience. said to the stunned Yang Rulong: "Brother Yang...... I would like to ask you for one thing......"

Yang Rulong, who was stunned, heard Yang Chong's words, looked at the bloodstained unconscious big fish he was holding, waved his hand and said, "Needless to say." I know what you want to say. Leave it to me. You remember, you owe me a favor. If I ask you for something in the future, you can't refuse. ”

When Yang Zhong heard Yang Rulong's words, he said with gratitude in his eyes: "Don't give up!"

After handing over the seriously injured fish to Yang Rulong, Yang Rulong made a phone call and said a few words. Then he dragged the big fish out. Before leaving, he paused and said, "Come back alive." I'll be waiting for you at the hotel. Otherwise, I won't be able to find anyone to return my favor. Yang nodded and turned to walk towards the playing field.

Ling Long, whose face was pale, looked at Yang Chong, who was walking step by step, as if he had seen a giant beast step over. The sound of footsteps rang in his ears like a talisman.

Seeing that Yang Chong was already standing in front of him, a pair of eyes without any emotion stared at him. The aura that emanated pressed against his body like a thousand jun. The little pride in Ling Long's heart was finally crushed, and he fell to his knees tremblingly and said, "I just ...... Acting on orders......"

The audience saw Ling Long kneeling on the ground, and let out a burst of gasps. They can already see that the situation on the pitch has completely changed now. Some people have begun to slowly retreat, while some good people are still sitting in the audience with the attitude of watching the excitement.

Bang!

A burst of gunfire rang out.

A large group of black-clothed people in black suits poured into the arena, and the black-clothed people led by them shouted: "Clear the field!

Since the gunshots rang out, the spectators who watched the excitement couldn't sit still. Although it is exciting to watch the excitement, it is still important to save your life. A panicked group of people squeezed towards the door, and the scene was chaotic.

The only one who is calm is Yang Chong. He looked at Ling Long, who was trembling on his knees, and said, "You know what? ”

Ling Long raised his head and said with a pleading tone in his eyes, "That's not what I thought. Then his gray eyes lit up and said, "It's Ji Feixiang, he ordered me to kill him." Go find him. It's really none of my business. ”

Bang!

As soon as Ling Long's words fell, Yang Zhong raised a whip and struck Ling Long on the head. Ling Long instantly flew out like a kite with a broken string and crashed into the referee's table. Slam the table on the referee's table to the ground. Ling Long lay on the ground, twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

The black-clothed man led by him saw Ling Long flying out, and went up to investigate Ling Long's injuries, and his face sank as soon as he probed.

Raised a hand and pointed at Yang Zhong on the field, and shouted: "Kill him!"

The people who received the order clenched the steel knives and iron rods in their hands, and their eyes were fierce. A rush of brains rushed up, shouting: "Kill!"

Yang Zhong lit a cigarette unhurriedly, dodged the first person's slash, and kicked him in the wrist. The steel knife in his hand flew out with an unsteady grip, and Yang Zhong jumped up and grabbed the hilt. A slash in the air landed right on the shoulder of the man behind him. The man behind him only felt a cold light flash in front of him, and then felt a chill on his shoulder, and his arm flew out. He clutched his empty right hand and roared heartbreakingly.

The blood spilled did not make this group of people retreat in fear, but even more triggered the anger in their hearts. There was a bloodthirsty glint in everyone's eyes, and some people even stretched out their tongues to lick the blood splashed on their faces. Screaming and rushing forward.

Ji Feixiang was still standing on the high platform, and he was very relieved about his group of people. The group of people he cultivated were all not afraid of death, and there were not a few people in this group who followed him to kill.

But as he watched, he began to sense that something was wrong.

Although Yang Chong is now a bloody man covered in blood, there are basically no wounds on his body. Apparently all this blood was splashed on him by the man in black. Since he returned to Jiangdu, life has been a little dull. And today's scene instantly exuded all the anger he had suppressed for more than a year. Yang Zhong shuttled through the black-clothed crowd like a fierce beast. Everywhere he went, there was a large splash of blood, and there was no emotion.

As time slowly passed, a lot of people had fallen in the present. The competition field was also like a river of blood in the Shura field, and Yang Zhong held a steel knife with a slightly curled blade. Drops of blood flowed from the tip of the knife, and Yang Chong's eyes looked at the few black-clothed people standing there with violence.

The few people standing have gone from the momentum just now to the current legs are weak and their faces are pale. Everyone thought in their hearts what kind of person this man in front of them was. Like devils, they were put down so many people without even touching the corners of Yang Chong's clothes, and looking at Yang Chong's appearance, it seemed that they were ...... Not done yet?

"Don't move! I'll kill you again!" Yang Chong was about to step forward to clean up the rest of the people when a gun was held against the back of his head. Looking back, the man in black who was the leader just now held a gun to his head and said in a deep voice.

A glint flashed in Yang Chong's eyes, and he simply threw away the steel knife in his hand.

The man in black with the gun was overjoyed when he saw Yang Chong's movements, and instantly shouted arrogantly: "Weren't you very powerful just now? Aren't you a cow?

The remaining black-clothed people in the field who were stained with blood all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yang Chong being subdued at this moment. A big stone relaxes my heart.

"I've had a habit of ...... before," Yang Zhong said in a low voice, "I hate it when people point guns at me." ”

Before the man in black with the gun could react, the hand holding the gun was grabbed by Yang Chong, and in a hurry, he desperately wanted to pull the trigger, but he couldn't use any strength at his wrist.

"Isn't it up to your strength? I'm sorry, your hand...... You're going to say goodbye to it. Yang Chong looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth and said.

Kerra!

Yang Chong's hands were twisted into the hands of the man in black with a strange gesture, and as soon as his hands were forced, the bones of the arms of the man in black were crushed. Bone fragments pierced the flesh, and the white stubble was exposed from the arm of the man in black.

Ghost wringing hands!

It was the trick that the big fish used on the fire before, Yang Chong actually had doubts in his heart when he saw the big fish using the ghost wringing hand just now, although there are not many people who know how to use the ghost wringing hand, but the big fish obviously used Yang Chong's personal improvement before. It's more lethal, otherwise it wouldn't have crushed the calf bones of the fire in one hand.

The man in black who was holding the gun just now looked at his miserable right hand with bloodshot eyes, and roared hoarsely.

"Don't scream!" Yang Chong slapped him in the face and said, "Where is Ji Feixiang?"

The man in black was slapped by Yang Chong, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and did not answer Yang Chong's question, still holding his right hand and shouting.

"If you don't tell me, I know where he is......" A strange smile flashed at the corner of Yang Chong's mouth, and he raised his eyes and looked towards the high platform.

At this moment, Ji Feixiang, who was in a cold sweat on his face, suddenly saw Yang Chong's eyes look over, like two sharp swords stabbing at his body, and the last trace of faith in his heart was finally shattered. Spread out on the couch.