Wow!

As soon as Pavtlov said this, there was an uproar, and everyone on Tolstoy's side was stunned for a moment, and then came back to their senses and immediately began to laugh.

"Damn, isn't this old guy crazy, he actually said that this guy with a vegetable-looking face can kill Lord Tolstoy with one punch, how can this meow, hahaha!"

"Huhaha, that's to say, this old guy must have forgotten to take his medicine when he went out today, and he can even say such crazy words, which really makes me laugh."

"Just this sick guy can kill Lord Tolstoy with one punch? Hehe, if this kind of thing can happen, then wouldn't I be able to run for president? ”

These 'wolf guards' talked a lot, but they were all sarcastic about Pavtlov and Yang Hao, in their opinion, not to mention that this 'Mr. Yuri' looked weak, even if he was replaced by a stronger fighter, it would not be the opponent of 'Mad Wolf' Tolstoy.

As for the phrase 'one punch can kill Master Tolstoy,' it was the funniest joke they've ever heard.

Tolstoy himself laughed even more crazily, even laughing out of his tears, he wiped his tears, pointed at Yang Hao, and sneered: "Hahahaha, just with this tease that looks malnourished, you also want to punch me to death?" Pavtylov, you're a fool, aren't you? ”

Pavtlov just wanted to speak, but Yang Hao slowly spoke at this time: "Tolstoy, before you die, I just want to ask you, will the 'gray wolf' come tonight?" ”

Burst!

Such arrogant words suddenly made everyone on Tolstoy's side laugh and laughed wildly again.

Tolstoy was even more laughing and wanted to roll on the ground, he finally stopped laughing, and said to Yang Hao: "Okay, funny, I admit that you have brought me unexpected joy, but since you really want to find death, then I will reluctantly fulfill you, go, let's go into the 'crazy cage' now, don't be afraid, I promise to kill you, hahaha." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and wanted to walk towards the cage.

Yang Hao raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Don't you kid understand human words, I asked you just now, will the 'gray wolf' come tonight?" ”

Tolstoy turned his head sharply, squinting at Yang Hao, his eyes flashing with a cold light: "Funny, I will torture you for a few minutes later, as a lesson for your arrogance, as for whether my brother comes or not, it's your business, anyway, you will be a dead man soon!" ”

Yang Hao also narrowed his eyes at this time, and nodded slowly: "Okay, Mr. 'Great Writer', I admit that your kung fu is not bad, at least you have successfully aroused a trace of my anger, as a reward, I will give you a good time." ”

Tolstoy suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahaha, funny, did you forget to take medicine today like Pavtlov, the old horseman, and give me a good time, you are crazy!" ”

Then he pointed to the 'crazy cage' again, and said contemptuously to Yang Hao: "Come on, the mouth cannon is useless, if you have a kind of you, you can go into the cage with me, do you dare?!" ”

Unexpectedly, Yang Hao shook his head lightly, and said indifferently: "No need, let's start fighting here, anyway, it's just a matter of one punch, it won't take much time, so why go to that bullshit cage to toss?" ”

Hiss!

As soon as these words came out, all the 'wolf guards' gasped, there was no way, this 'Mr. Yuri' was too arrogant and arrogant, and looking at him, it was as if he could really kill Tolstoy with one punch, this ...... This guy is absolutely insane!

Tolstoy was also angry, he simply turned around, took off his coat angrily, rolled up his sleeves and hooked his fingers at Yang Hao, with a contemptuous expression, and sneered: "Okay, good, you are arrogant enough, then you come, Lao Tzu wants to see how you beat me ...... with one punch."

Before the word 'death' could be spoken, everyone felt a flower in front of them, and then 'Mr. Yuri' disappeared in place.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, as if a heavy hammer had slammed into a huge piece of pork, or the kind of pork with bones in the ribs, and there was an eerie sound of all the flesh and bones shattering in an instant.

Then everyone followed the prestige again, and found that 'Mr. Yuri' was already standing firmly in front of Tolstoy, his right hand clenched into a fist, and the fist was completely sunk into Tolstoy's abdomen.

Looking at Tolstoy again, this can be called the most powerful black market fighter in the past decade, Golorod's expression has been completely distorted at this time.

Both of his eyes bulged out, and they were extremely bulging, as if they were about to be forced to fly out at any moment by the tremendous pressure in his body.

And his mouth was wide open, like a fish on the shore, revealing an extreme thirst for survival, but he couldn't even make the slightest sound.

Tolstoy maintained this strange and terrifying strange posture, not moving at all, and it was terrifying to look at!

Yang Hao slowly drew his fist at this time, originally with his fist power, plus the bonus of the gravity ring, and the invincible right hand, he could completely punch Tolstoy out of a big hole.

But that kind of picture is too discordant, and Yang Hao is not interested in making himself covered in blood, so he uses the advanced meaning of actual Taijiquan - fighting cattle across the mountain to limit the attack power of the fist to the opponent's body.

In this way, his punch was blasted, and Tolstoy did not seem to have the slightest damage on the outside, but the internal organs of his abdomen had already been broken into pieces, this kind of fatal injury, let alone a big living person, even an elephant, there was no reason to live.

And as Yang Hao carefully pulled out his fist, Tolstoy still maintained this weird posture, standing in place as if in a daze.

"This ...... What is the situation, Lord Tolstoy, you ...... What happened to you? "There was a 'wolf guard' who was close by, who seemed to sense that something was wrong, and asked Tolstoy with some trepidation.

Yang Hao answered lightly at this time: "Don't ask, unless you think a dead person can answer your question." ”

As he spoke, he raised his left hand and flicked his index finger lightly on Tolstoy's eyebrows.

Boom!

A soft sound, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, instantly destroyed the weak balance of Tolstoy's body.

Then with a bang, Tolstoy fell straight to the ground, and it was only then that bleeding began to flow from his seven orifices, but there was still no movement at all.

Everyone was so frightened that they retreated, only the 'wolf guard' who had asked Tolstoy before gritted his teeth and stepped forward, trembling and reaching out to probe Tolstoy's breath.