Wei Yang's punch did not hit Varotov's strong bear head, and he avoided the deadly position of the temple, and the fist only grazed the skin of the head, and Rao also took away a layer of fur. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as Varotov's hand was loosened, he didn't dare to hug Wei Yang anymore, and hurriedly opened a safe distance, the back of his head was dripping with blood, and the pain of torn fur stimulated his bloodiness, and then he roared angrily and high-pitched, the muscles on his body were entangled, and his wide and thick palm was covered by the yellow-skinned Oriental man, and the force of the slap was enough to smash a stone into powder, but the palm of the hand was only a few centimeters away from the opponent's head, and it could not go down again.

Wei Yang held his wrist with one hand, and the other hand was a punch that flew horizontally, at full speed very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the opponent's right ribs, and it was away with a touch, less than half a centimeter away, and it was a fierce punch down, repeatedly hitting him like a violent blow, and suddenly Varotov was powerless to fight back.

"That's all there is to it?" The common sense and skills of martial arts in his previous life made Wei Yang feel a little scornful of the rough martial arts in this world.

Varotov knelt down, his hands on the ground, drops of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Wei Yang looked at him contemptuously, raised his heels slightly, and was about to end this game-like event, suddenly, the alarm bell in his head sounded, and he panicked in his heart, as if he was warning him something, turned around like a conditioned reflex, and shot at him with an undetectable sound.

"Shameless!" Wei Yang reacted and knew that it was a bad plot.

With a loud roar, his body suddenly rose up, his originally coppery skin instantly blackened, his muscles condensed to an outrageous degree, and a small bullet that came out of the chamber immediately hit his chest, bringing out a blood flower with rotation and high temperature.

Looking up, the gunman was no longer on the other side, and the gun was silenced, so it was so noisy that no one noticed that anyone had fired a shot. Wei Yang gritted his teeth and immediately mobilized every muscle in his body to defuse the penetrating power of the bullet.

"Haha!"

Varotov, the northern bear man who had already lost on his knees, slowly stood up from the ground at this moment, with a hideous smile, saying something in a foreign language that Wei Yang did not understand, looking at his expression, it was probably not a good word.

Wei Yang had already committed the taboo of martial arts with his back to him, but he couldn't, now he couldn't move at all, the bullet was still swirling in the muscles of his chest and expanding the blood hole, and he could only stabilize it little by little by himself and squeeze it out.

At this time, the North Russian man would not wait for him to recover, he didn't know what to shout in his mouth, and his fist instantly slammed over, hitting the back of Wei Yang's neck, the fragile part of the human body.

Wei Yang felt that his throat was sweet, his neck was numb, maybe the neck bone joint might have been misaligned, but he couldn't move, if he moved, the bullet was very likely to punch the muscles into the chest, and then he would definitely die.

Varotov was a little surprised, obviously he used all his strength to fight, and he couldn't die anymore if he had already died in the past, but the guy in front of him hadn't fallen yet, standing there motionless, and he was angry when he thought about it.

So a knee hit the opponent's waist, a vicious elbow hit the back of the opponent's head, and a series of heavy blows fell, and the Oriental man was dripping with a large stream of blood, but he still didn't move, and immediately heard the prisoners around him make a 'shhh' sound, as if they were laughing at him.

"Ahh The big man jumped on the spot in a rage, stomped on the ring, and his palms were like fans, and he struck Wei Yang's temples on both sides like bows left and right.

Wei Yang was in a hurry, it was not possible to move now, he held down his chest, moved his feet, kicked to the side, and then staggered with the palms of the two hands, kicked his feet behind his back, and kicked the pressed Varotov two meters away.

He looked at the reckless Varotov, his heart suddenly lit up, and he decided not to fight back, and when the other party punched again, Wei Yang showed a treacherous expression and let him punch the vest.

The swift punch suddenly made Wei Yang stagger forward.

Just listen to the crisp sound of 'poof'. The bullet was directly shocked by Varotov's fist, Wei Yang smiled, his chest suddenly relaxed, indescribably comfortable, and two fingers twisted the bullet and raised it in front of Varotov's eyes.

endured the overturning of the river and the sea in his body, and said: "Look, the little trick is coming to an end, are you going to make a second shot?" ”

After speaking, Wei Yang's ears trembled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the bullet disappeared in his hand in an instant, and in less than half a second, he heard that in a corner not far from the ring, a man in a prison guard uniform lay down with his head back, his neck was red.

Varotov gasped vigorously, knowing that the matter had been revealed, and couldn't help but look at the several wardens in the VIP seats in front of him, some of them were happy and some were painful, and one of them stared at him with a grim face.

There is no way out. Varotov thought truthfully, his eyes flashed with a crazy look, staring at Wei Yang, maybe he could only survive if he was really beaten down, so he moved, this time it was real, and the bones of his body 'rattle' sounded, like a chariot crashing into the other party.

Wei Yang hooked the corners of his mouth, although he suffered internal injuries, but it was not enough to win against a brainless bear man. However, as the pride of a warrior, even if it is regarded as a beast to be admired, he should use his martial arts to destroy everything in front of him.

So, I kicked the ground.

The body rushed horizontally, like a cannonball fired, and the fists were covered with a layer of transparent, facing Varotov, the two were suddenly intertwined, the four fists intersected, and the two of them were full of remnants of arms waving, and only the crackling sound of bones colliding could be heard in the air.

Everyone watched with bated breath as everything happened.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Varotov's right cheek was shattered, seven or eight teeth popped out of his mouth and fell into the ring, and the red-eyed young man walked barefoot in front of Varotov, who was still struggling to get up. Rumble! The instep slapped against his ribs, kicking the bear-like body into the air and slamming him into the ring.

At this point, the winner is decided.

Wei Yang glanced at the bear of the north lying on the ground, then looked up at the prison wardens in the VIP seat, and shook his index finger slightly.