With a "buzz", the originally quiet venue seemed to have exploded!

Lin Ruochen's words were too direct, which was tantamount to pointing at Wu Tong's nose and saying: "Lao Tzu wants his share, don't grab it." If the military has an opinion, then come to war, I won't let you get a single hair! ”

Wu Tong's face was flushed, and he reached out and slapped it on the table: "What's the noise?" There are different opinions, one by one! ”

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Wu Tong glanced at Lin Ruochen coldly, sneered, and said, "Four places are a set rule, you say change it to five, change it to five?" ”

Lin Ruochen smiled: "Eight years ago, there were only three places in the Dark Boxing Competition, but now it has not been changed to four?" What's wrong with five places? If you don't agree, you just come to war. This is a fighting arena, not a place for bargaining and negotiation! ”

"You!" Wu Tong was about to jump up and scold his mother. This refers to the monk scolding the bald man!

Eight years ago, Hua Qingshan forcibly took away two quotas from the military, and Wu Tong handled this matter himself. Today, Lin Ruochen mentioned the old thing, this is a slap in the face.

Liao Qinghua smiled and said: "Reasonable, rules, aren't they all changeable?" ”

Lu Changqing obviously does not favor the military, after all, the local government's share is firmly held in his hands and does not move, and Lin Ruochen is challenging the "Changhong Group" by name, and he is staring at the military's share of dishes.

Besides, now that the dark city and the local government are fighting hotly, the cooperation between the two sides has just begun.

"Now there are roughly three opinions, 4332, 43221, or a quarter each. Again, ask for opinions, who will say first. ”

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Wu Tong said quickly: "Mayor Lu, the four places are a fixed number, and there is nothing to discuss." It is simply a question of a quarter of each quota or a quota added to it. ”

Lu Changqing frowned, he felt that Wu Tong was a little too strong today. The dark boxing competition is a matter for various clubs. Dividends are also taken out by local governments. Your military doesn't pay a penny, just arrange your own forces to divide it, and you still have to make a statement? If you have something to say, won't you let Changhong Group stand up and say it?

Lin Ruochen saw that Lu Changqing was a little difficult to speak, so he simply took over the conversation and sneered: "Eagle Wings insists on their own share, and those who don't agree with the club can come to the stage to fight!" After the war, it's naturally easy to talk about! Master Wu, will you arrange for your people to play? ”

Don't talk nonsense, see the high and low under your hands! Now don't say it's the Changhong Group, even the people from your military, I have taken the eagle wings, what else do you have to say?

Lin Ruochen stood up and reached out to take the "Dragon Slaying" long knife in Xiao Lang's hand.

"Good! I just like Pavilion Master Lin's neat and crisp temperament. Dark boxing match, dark boxing match, no boxing, a bird's boxing match? They are all men who lick blood from the knife edge, and if they have the time to grind here, they have already decided on the stage! ”

Zhao Shanhe stood up and applauded and laughed loudly.

His words choked Wu Tong here. If you don't fight on stage, you're still a gentleman?

Seeing that Wu Tong just blushed and stopped talking, Lu Changqing secretly said boldly, nodded, and said, "Since this is what it means, let's go to the stage and fight first." ”

Meng Liang sighed, today's martial arts arena, wanting to finish this dark boxing match cleanly, has come to naught again! Signaling to the back, the lights of the fighting ring were turned on instantly, and there was no dead end in the audience.

Lin Ruochen snorted coldly, pressed the tension spring, turned his hand and pulled out the long knife. The scabbard rested on the table in front of him, strode forward, and flew into the ring.

Wu Tong's eyes swept over, and Ma Buting of the Changhong Group smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to speak: "Since the master of the Lin Pavilion keeps staring at my Changhong Group, then let's fight this first battle." ”

Waving his hand backwards, out of the crowd behind him, came a lean man, in his thirties, carrying an axe with a seven- or eight-foot-long iron chain on the handle of the axe, wrapped around his right arm.

Liao Qinghua's eyes were slightly cold. How could he not know this person? The assault of the Flying Eagle Squad of the Special Brigade, Gou Qiang! Wu Tong planned to go into battle shirtless this time, without even the slightest cover-up, and sent the masters of the military to the front line openly.

Looking further back, there are a total of seven members of the Flying Eagle Squad, and four of them are here this time, standing behind different military forces, this is to prepare for a wheel war!

It seems that Lin Ruochen blew up the head of the one-eyed butcher Lu Tao on the street, which stimulated Wu Tong a lot, if he didn't avenge this arrow, he would not give up!

Lin Ruochen stood in the ring, stood in the middle, pulled a big knife flower, the long knife was horizontal in front of his chest, his left foot was dangling, and his left hand was hidden in the waist into a claw, and he had already opened the stance.

There are no rules in the dark boxing competition, as long as you don't use firearms, you can fight casually!

Gou Qiang climbed the cable on the side of the stage, turned over and jumped into the ring, his eyes glanced at Lin Ruochen, and the killing intent had risen.

The Flying Eagle Squad, although it is not the squad with the strongest combat effectiveness of the special forces, but the task in peacetime is to secretly attack and kill all kinds of martial artists in the rivers and lakes who do not obey the orders of the military.

With the sound of a gong, the battle began!

Gou Qiang's back leaned against the leather pillar behind him, and with the power of the rebound, he rushed forward, his right hand shook, and the axe roared, slashing at Lin Ruochen's left carotid artery with a fierce wind!

The hand axe swirled, and the chains rattled like a ghost's scream.

As the saying goes, the first thing to do. With this flying axe, Gou Qiang can shock people's hearts with his shots, and I don't know how many heads of the Dark Power Grandmaster have been cut off.

Lin Ruochen has been fighting several times in a row, and he is no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the past, and this fight has been prepared for nearly two months, how could he easily fall behind?

Not only did he refuse to weaken his momentum, Lin Ruochen also made up his mind to cut through the chaos quickly and kill people!

Lin Ruochen flicked the long knife in his right hand out, raised his left hand, and turned his hand to buckle the handle of the hand axe!

Empty-handed into the white blade. As long as this buckle is accurate, with the sharpness of "slaying the dragon", cutting the chain is just a matter between the backhand. The two fought each other, and if Gou Qiang lost his blade with one move, then there would be no need to fight.

Gou Qiang sneered, his wrist flicked, and the iron chain was thrown out in a half-moon arc, but the hand axe lightly bypassed Lin Ruochen's grasp, and from the back of Lin Ruochen's head, it was slashed back!

Lin Ruochen's long knife was empty, and his left hand was also lonely, but he didn't panic at all. Ignoring the flying axe chasing behind him, he walked out with both feet, and rushed down, and the distance between the two was less than three feet!

The left foot is the fulcrum, the body is tilted towards the left front, the knife is handed over to the left hand in an instant, the waist is a chop, and the right foot makes a "scorpion swing tail", lifts it back, and hooks it to the flying axe!

Gou ** shouted, his right hand desperately went back, and his body took a big stride towards the left front. can let Lin Ruochen slash this, and the two are almost close together! The left hand stabbed out obliquely, and the five fingers were together like a knife, stabbing Lin Ruochen's waist and eyes!

Seeing that the flying axe bypassed Lin Ruochen's right foot, the iron chain was wrapped around the ankle, and the blade of the axe slashed towards the knee joint. Lin Ruochen's right foot turned, and the tip of his toe hit the handle of the axe, and he pressed it, and the iron chain at his ankle was tightened, and he was trampled in the air!

Lin Ruochen's left foot flew up, his body had flipped to the right in the air, and his right arm reached out from his waist, clasping Gou Qiang's left wrist.

The python turned over, but it was Yu Shuanglong's cloud dragon probe claw!

A claw buckled, the dark energy instantly erected, spraying like a needle, crushing Gou Qiang's wrist, and going back with the trend!

The right foot tightened the chain in the air and pulled it firmly, and the long knife in the left hand circled back, but it was a killing move of "mud snake returning to the hole"!

Gou Qiang's axe was tripped in the air, and he knew that it was not good, but half of his body was already stiff, and he didn't have time to react at all. The tip of the knife pierced from the back of the waist, passed through the spine, and poked out directly from the chest!

Lin Ruochen let go of his right hand, slammed his right foot on the ground, bounced up his upper body, flipped his left wrist, and cut out the long knife upward.

The "dragon slashing" made of Damascus stainless steel destroys gold and jade, just like cutting tofu, picking Gou Qiang's body in half!

Lin Ruochen flew backwards and retreated four or five meters away, leaned on the cable behind him, raised his foot and threw the hand axe wrapped around his ankle and threw it off the ring. The tip of the long knife slanted downward, and blood flowed down the blood groove!

In the middle of the ring, Gou Qiang's body has fallen, and the blood rain is still falling!

"Who else?"

With a clear roar, Lin Ruochen handed his knife to his right hand, his momentum was in full swing, and his murderous gaze was on Wu Tong, Wu Tong unconsciously took two steps back, and his right hand had already pressed the handle of the gun on his waist!

Three seconds!

From the two sides rushing up separately to almost cutting Gou Qiang in half with a single sword, it was only three seconds. The opening gong still echoes, and the commandos of the Flying Eagle Squad are already on the platform!

The other three members of the Flying Eagle Squad, each with a blade, had already rushed to the front of the stage.

"What? I still want to fight in a group! Huo Nan's eyebrows rose, although he didn't draw a gun, but the murderous aura was like a knife, and it had already enveloped the three of them.

There is no doubt that if these three team members dare to take the stage at the same time, Huo Nan will kill them as soon as possible!

The title of "Tyrant Gun" is not called in vain, and the three team members froze and stopped the posture of rushing forward.

Four or five staff members rushed to the ring, cleaned the floor, put Gou Qiang's body in a bag, and carried it down the ring.

I have seen a lot of bloody scenes in the martial arts arena, and when I dealt with it, there was no panic in the slightest, and in less than three minutes, the stage had taken on a new look. If it weren't for the long knife in Lin Ruochen's hand that was still dripping with blood, who would have thought that another unjust soul had just been added here!

Xiao Lang bit his lip and reached out to hold his throat to prevent himself from vomiting! This is still a fourteen-year-old child, although he has also killed people with his own hands, and he thinks he is already an iron-blooded warrior, but under such a bloody scene, he can't control his tumbling stomach.

The three members of the Flying Eagle Squad in the audience glanced at each other, and one of them, a thin martial artist, flew into the ring.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he leaned over with his back and held two three-edged military thorns with both hands, and he was already ready to pounce!

Xiao Lang had already let go of the hand that was holding his throat, and his fists were clenched too tightly, not only the knuckles of his fingers were white, but the spine dragon also made a rattling sound.

The young man on the stage was his master, but he was four years older than him, but he was going to have a bloody battle here, and he himself was so frightened by blood that he wanted to vomit!

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