No matter how much Yosuke Takami endured amazingly, he couldn't stand the intense pain caused by the shattering of his elbows, his body trembled, his teeth were clenched, his eyes were wide, his forehead was full of sweat, and his temples were bulging, and he looked very scary. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Anqi's right hand was also forceful, crushing his left hand, and the cavity of the dozen phalanges made a soft sound like a cracker.

"With a little cunning skill, you blindly challenged me, and now, you are about to be destroyed by me. ”

Yosuke Takami was so painful that he couldn't even utter a word in his throat.

Despite the blankness of his mind, his body's cells responded with a kick that immediately threw him forward.

It's a kick in Muay Thai, with tricky angles, variety, and ferocity, often taking people by surprise at close quarters.

The toes touched a hard object, and it became! Yosuke Takami was overjoyed.

However, the scene where Ling Anqi was kicked to the ground did not happen.

I saw that the stupid girl took the opponent's powerful kick with a strong eight-pack abs comparable to Schwarzenegger's, and said without changing her face: "Are you so capable, rat generation." ”

As he spoke, he pinched Yosuke Takami's neck and lifted his entire body high with one hand.

The audience of four or five hundred people was in an uproar, and everyone turned pale and screamed.

In the center of the ring, a silly girl with a height of 1.95 meters seemed to be pinching a chicken to be slaughtered, awe-inspiring as an ordinary Valkyrie, and her eyes showed a light that ignored everything.

Many years later, people still remember that bloody night and Ling Anqi's majestic back.

Yosuke Takami's throat seemed to be stuck by a large 100-ton machine, and he had no strength to resist. He had killed many inconsequential opponents in the ring, but he knew that in the face of an irresistible force like Ling Anqi, life was almost a luxury.

So he used the last bit of strength to shoot a pleading look at the other party.

"The sunset of the mortal world has come to an end, accept your end in peace. ”

The stupid girl punched over.

"Bang!"

Yosuke Takami's skull burst on the spot, like a ripe watermelon with a hammer in front of it, red and white and black scattered in all directions, red blood is red, white is brain pulp and eyeballs, black is hair connected to the scalp, and organs and muscle tissue that cannot be distinguished.

On the 100-square-meter ring, there was a rain of blood in the air.

The neck cavity of Yosuke Takami's corpse continued to spew out fireworks-like blood before falling to the ground, and the filthy bloody gas swept in all directions.

And the stupid girl just shrugged her shoulders slightly, as if she had done a trivial thing, the first person in Japanese martial arts, and was beaten to death on the spot.

One of the eyeballs flew into the audience seat more than 20 meters away, and people screamed in horror and scattered to avoid it, and for a while, chickens and eggs were beaten, as if they were in purgatory.

The blood was covered like a tsunami.

There are not a few matches in the underground boxing arena that kill opponents on the spot, but the scene of bursting the opponent's head on the spot and countless organs and tissues scattering and splashing like this is unprecedented. What's more, the opponent is still a super strong person who is known as the first person in Japanese martial arts!

A desperate feeling of suffocation filled everyone's chest, and in the face of the demon-like Ling Anqi, no one could breathe normally.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" the stripping rich woman was so frightened that she sat down and shouted important things three times.

The silly girl snorted lightly, with a hint of coquettishness, but it rumbled like spring thunder in people's hearts.

Her piercing gaze scanned the audience, and everywhere she went, no one hung her head without trembling, not daring to look at her. Including the rich woman who was still calling, she suddenly closed her mouth, and the tears of fear in her eyes poured down uncontrollably.

Even the twenty trained security guards at the scene couldn't help but put down their batons in their hands - purely frightened by the look of the silly girl.

A number on the big screen: "3059", which is the calculated value of the strength of the girl's previous punch, in kilograms.

The stupid girl toe hard, kicked on the ground, jumped in the air, crossed the space of more than ten meters like a meteor, and fell into the open space in front of Yan Yu, smashing the entire cabin to shake it, and a big pit appeared in the place where it fell.

"You're dead. The silly girl pinched Yan Yu's throat. As long as he pushes his fingers a little harder, he will end up with Yosuke Takami, the difference is only who produces more fragments.

Yan Yu was so frightened that his soul was not possessed, his heart was popping and bouncing and almost broke his ribs, his bladder squirted out a stream of liquid, which instantly soaked his trousers, his limbs were cold, and his feet were soft and couldn't stand up.

He knew that it was a shame to pee his pants in front of so many dignitaries and nobles in the Death Arena, but the situation forced him to control it at all. There are even many people who think in their hearts: If it were me who was pinched by that woman's neck, I am afraid that the would come out.

The dignified killing of Yosuke Takami in the ring is due to the rules. The rules of the underground gym indicate that the lives of the participants are not protected by any law, so Ling Anqi can kill the opponent at will.

But it's another thing to kill the guests outside the venue. This is not within the scope of the rules, it is a violation of the rules, and it is bound to cause a violent backlash in the Death Arena, and even anger the big people behind the scenes, which is much more serious in nature.

What's more, Yan Yu is worth more than one billion, and the relationship behind him is complicated, and he is not an ordinary person.

Ling Anqi's destructive personality was already murderous, and he couldn't control it so much, and sneered: "You are destined to become a pile of dust in the air." ”

The entire Death Arena was like a storm, and Ling Anqi was the center of the storm's whirlpool, extending around with her as a radius. The people around jumped and ran, one by one, rolling and urinating, rolling and crawling, crying and shouting that everyone was competing for the first, running for fear of falling behind.

As for Liu Peilong, who was also in the center of the storm whirlpool, he had long been paralyzed on the ground and unable to move. He wanted to distance himself from the Valkyrie, the farther away the better, but he tried his best to move his ass, but found that he was unable to exert himself as a result of prostration, and he was only sweating profusely.

And Yuan Shuang, Liu Xiaoxuan, and Mu Qiuguang were all frightened and couldn't move at all.

"Kiki!" Song Baojun couldn't help but shout when he found that Ling Anqi had already shown signs of falling into a demon.

"Uh......" Ling Anqi's gaze fell on Song Baojun, and reluctantly said, "First, sir?"

"Your mission is done, let him go. Song Baojun said in a deep voice.

The blood red in Ling Anqi's eyes gradually receded, turning into confusion, and then a little clearer again.

Song Baojun said: "Qiqi is obedient and obedient. ”

At this moment, the audience silently held their breath, and the hearts of everyone on the scene beat violently, all looking at Song Baojun, as if he was the savior.

It was as if the NBA Finals were tied 100-100 in the last second, and Kobe Bryant was throwing the last shot. It's as if Khrushchev was preventing Kennedy from pressing the nuclear button.

Yan Yu's face was pale when he was stuck, his mouth was swooping, and his eyes were bulging, as if he was stuffing a 40MM table tennis ball in his sockets.

I'm afraid that in a few more seconds, he will suffocate to death instead of being beaten to pieces.

Song Baojun continued: "Qiqi, put him down, my brother will take you to eat ice cream." ”

Ling Anqi seemed to remember something, her gaze turned soft, she let go of her fingers and put down Yan Yu, and said, "Yes, sir." ”

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, all thinking about the rest of their lives.

Yan Yu immediately went limp, fell to his knees, propped his left hand on the ground, and covered his neck with his right hand and gasped for air.

The host reluctantly climbed into the ring and said in a trembling tone: "The competition is over, and it is Song Baojun, Ling Anqi, please, please cheer to your heart's content." ”

The applause rang out, and more of the guests who bet on Yosuke Takami and lost a lot of money sighed.

Ten masked men in black ninja costumes suddenly poured out of the passage of the player's lounge opposite, each carrying a shiny sword in their hands, and shouted, "Avenge Lord Takami!

The ten masked men sprinted and sprinted, enveloping Ling Anqi in the middle in an instant, firmly grasping the handle of the knife with both hands, the slender and slightly curved tip of the knife forward, pointing at Ling Anqi from afar, everyone's eyes were extremely nervous, as if they were facing a great enemy.

At this time, the voice of the radio shouted over the arena: "The game is over, please lay down your arms, and do not pick quarrels and provoke trouble for the result of the game." Again, please lay down your weapons and return to the break room for inspection, or we will have to take action. ”

The ten masked men listened and stared at Ling Anqi.

This is the retinue brought by Yosuke Takami, all of whom are carefully selected masters from Japanese martial arts gyms, and are proficient in judo, karate, and kendo.

Yosuke Takami came this time, in addition to taking revenge on Du Yinqiao, there is also a more important thing, that is, to take the opportunity to provoke the Chinese martial arts industry and interrupt the pace of the rise of Chinese martial arts, just like Japan's vain attempt to prevent the revival of China, all-round, from politics to economy to culture, including martial arts, to snipe China.

It is obviously very difficult for one person to do this, but Yosuke Takami has used the prestige he has built up in Japan for more than 20 years to amass a group of followers, and each of them has more than seven of his duties, which is almost the top in Japan.

With these helpers, Yosuke Takami decided to bloody the underground boxing arena in China, leaving no one until he lured Du Yin Bridge out.

Ten people, any one of whom has a unique skill, if they fight alone in the ring, they will at least be masters with a winning rate of more than 80%.

This time, they seriously misjudged the force value of the Chinese martial arts world, resulting in the death of the five-winged heavenly demon king Yosuke Takami, making an unforgivable mistake, and someone must be responsible for it after returning to China, and it is not impossible to apologize for the crime.