Chapter 31: Naval Battle (2)

"Kill him! Kill that Mi guy! ā€

"Kill that polar bear! Don't be like a woman, Tomis, with your fast punches! ā€

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On several cruise ships around, the shouting VIPs raised the bills in their hands one by one, as if whoever had the loudest voice would win the game. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wei Yang's expressionless face automatically blocked the noisy noise, and quietly looked at the two figures on the stage with his arms in his arms, sometimes entangled, sometimes separated, Mi Guo Lao Tomis was also a famous boxer in Mi Guo before he was imprisoned, and he was also a martial artist, he was good at a kind of fast punching, punching like electricity, waving his arms like the wind, and the muscles on those two arms proved this very well.

As for the majestic man who came to North Russia, Varotov, after Wei Yang saw his movements, he quickly came to the conclusion that this bear of the north would definitely win.

Sure enough, not long after he made up his mind, Tomis, who had been using fast punches left and right, seemed to be a little sluggish, and when an uppercut hit hit Varotov's right ribs, everyone thought that Mi Guoyan was going to win, after all, the punch just now was a heavy punch, and ordinary people would be seriously injured if they were hit like that.

Wei Yang's eyelids twitched, and he said secretly: "Mi Guoyan has been fooled." ā€

I saw Tomis's fist hit the opponent's right rib hard, and before the smile on his face could dissipate, a pair of palms like iron tongs suddenly appeared on Tomis's hand, and Varotov fell backwards as if he had been weighing him, and even the referee in the air shouted in shock: "Oh my God, the Mi Guoyan has been subdued, oh! My God, the bear-like Varotov actually fell backwards. ā€

Before his explanation was finished, he only heard the sound of bones breaking on the field, and a stream of scarlet blood suddenly sprayed in the center of the ring, until the broken arm flew into the sky and fell heavily in the ring, Tomis covered the broken arm and screamed and took a few steps back, his face was miserable, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

"What just happened!" The narrator stood up and looked down incredulously, "Let's see the replay!" ā€

There was a huge electronic screen on the cruise ship all around, and soon there was a scene of slow motion on it, which was exactly how Varotov ripped off the actions of the Mi Guokee, and the bloody footage not only did not make the viewer feel frightened, but it was like pouring oil on the fire, and suddenly roared.

Wei Yang already knew the result, so he closed his eyes and stopped looking.

The result is the same anyway, either you will be thrown into the ring to feed the sharks, or you will actively admit defeat.

In the ring, Varotov picked up the severed arm of the Mi Guoyan and shook it in the other party's sight, the eagle-like eyes revealed a fierceness, a contempt, I saw him throw the broken arm in his hand lightly, and fell into the sea in the sight of the Mi Guoyan, in mid-air, a six-meter-long shark shot out of the water, and bit the broken arm and dragged it into the sea.

"Ahh Tommis grabbed his hair with his remaining hand, looking painishly at his arm that had disappeared into the sea.

In the next second, he suddenly knelt down, clutched his bleeding arm in a daze, and surrendered.

The referee was about to announce the result, when the bear-like Varotov suddenly walked up to the Mi Guoyan in everyone's eyes and stretched out a hand, as if stretching out a hand of peace.

What everyone thinks, even Wei Yang thinks so.

But just as the Mi Guoyan was about to go up, Varotov kicked out a foot and imprinted it heavily on Tomis's chest, kicked him directly out of the ring, and fell into the sea, and everyone was stunned, only to see a swarm of sharks smelling blood in the sea rushing towards the Mi Guoyan.

With only one arm, Tomis's head was exposed, and his whole body was torn apart after screaming.

There was a moment of silence in the arena, and the spectators began to shout Varotov's name frantically, and even a woman took off her bikini and waved it vigorously in her hand.

"The first scene was so exciting!" The narrator wiped the cold sweat from his head and continued: "Then please ask the second group of participants to go to the ring and clean!" Wipe the blood off the ring first. ā€

Speaking of the second group, Wei Yang stood up and gently pinched his knuckles, and was about to go down, when the gothic girl came out next to her, and she said with a smile: "Don't be killed like that Mi Guoyan and feed the sharks, you are my prey!" ā€

Wei Yang looked at the little girl who was not as tall as his chest, and couldn't help but smile.

Prey? The children of this world are so powerful? How dare you speak like that.

But after all, the South Korean warrior over there had already gotten down to the ring and waved to the spectators and gamblers in the audience, as if he had forgotten the previous ugly scene.

Immediately after the greeting, the car was too thin and hooked his finger at Wei Yang on the boat, the provocation was too strong, as long as the eyes were not blind, anyone could see it.

The commentator couldn't help but say: "It seems that our South Korean players are very confident in themselves, but I don't know if the one-eyed Wei Yang from China will defeat the provocation?" By the way, Wei Yang, did your other eye be blown out in the knockout round? If it was, it would be a shame. ā€

Wei Yang ignored the narrator's poisonous tongue in the air, and just looked like an idiot at the car that was jumping and jumping like a monkey in the ring was too thin. The dignitaries on several ships were just impatient with why the Chinese people hadn't come down, were they cowardly?

But in the next second, Wei Yang's whole person suddenly jumped up from the steamer, his muscles swooped down in the air, and the whole person was like a fierce tiger, stepping directly on the ring from a cruise ship more than ten meters high.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the ring with a diameter of more than 20 meters suddenly warped, setting off waves, and the South Korean warrior on the other side was thrown up by a huge pry force, Wei Yang kicked under his feet, like a fighter with a whistling sound, rushed over, the muscles on his arms were tense, and he waved his hammer-like fist and directly covered it.

There was a crackling sound.

A red and white raindrop erupted in the sky, and when the ring calmed down, the raindrops settled.

"What happened?" The narrator squeezed the microphone stupidly and didn't know what to say.

All the people on the boat were dumbfounded, even the gothic girl covered her mouth and looked at a headless corpse on the stage.