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Chapter 837: Bloodstained clothes

Together?

Hearing these three words, the audience was silent, and their eyes were full of unbelievable surprise, this sentence once again impacted their hearts, Ruan Dameng heard Mo Qixiong's shout, and also recovered from the grief and indignation of the tank being killed, laughed angrily, pointed his finger at Mo Qixiong and sneered repeatedly: "Boy, there is a kind, there is a kind, it will fulfill you." ”

As the words fell, he waved his cigar in his pocket: "Leopard, truck, kill him." ”

With his command, the two fighters walked out of the passage at the same time, although the muscles on their bodies were not as strong and terrifying as the tank, but they were also shiny and murderous, among them, the Russian man who was called the truck exuded the aura of a beast, looking at the eyes of the ink seven bears, with a bloodthirsty aura.

When the truck ripped off his clothes, all the spectators, including more than a dozen nearby staff, let out an exclamation, this Russian who took off his shirt, except for those fatless muscles, was covered with shocking scars, on his back, on his chest, and on his flanks.

The scar on the left side of his waist, in particular, made him look like a bloodthirsty beast.

The audience seemed to feel that another big war was coming, and they all roared wildly, hoping that the big war would come sooner, as for the tank that had just died, it began to fade into their minds, Butterfly Yan glanced at Ye Zixuan, and was a little worried that Mo Qixiong would have an accident, after all, after three battles in a row, the body and energy consumed would be quite strict.

Ye Zixuan pressed his shoulder, signaling that she didn't need to worry.

He also glanced around the boxing arena and found that there were a lot of security personnel, one by one, most of them staring at Butterfly Yan and Ruan Dameng, obviously worried that the two sides would tear their faces and start a war on the spot, Ye Zixuan judged that the owner behind this boxing ring should not be Ruan Dameng, otherwise the Tiger Wolf Gate would have been all over the place, ready to attack at any time.

But think about it, Butterfly Yan and Ruan Dameng fought three games to settle grievances, how could they be stupid to go to the other party's field, how should they choose a fair place, after making this judgment, Ye Zixuan was somewhat relieved, and he didn't need to worry about Ruan Dameng being annoyed and embarrassed, but he still gave the coffin board and Ruan Poyu a look.

Ye Zixuan asked them to be careful and prepare for emergencies.

"Smack!"

Mo Qixiong walked to the middle of the ring, didn't bother to look at the cheers of the spectators around him, stared indifferently at the two masters who slowly came to the stage, and casually hooked his fingers to each other.

"Boy, look for death!"

Seeing Mo Qixiong hooking his fingers at them, the leopard of about one meter eight was furious, and his fist clenched to make the joints crackle, but before he rushed up, Mo Qixiong, who was originally standing, rushed up violently and smashed into the leopard who was preparing to start a war with a punch, the speed was extremely fast, this change made the leopard's face change slightly, but he reacted quite quickly.

Unable to attack preemptively, the leopard directly raised his hand to block, and the next scene made everyone stunned, Mo Qixiong's fist directly smashed the leopard's forearm, and then bombarded the leopard's face without any hindrance, and the bombardment of half of his face did not say, he directly knocked the person to the ground, and after a few convulsions, he stopped moving, and the blood of the tent gushed out of his mouth and nose.

Defeat the enemy with one punch!

The onlookers at the scene were in a daze in disbelief, and they couldn't imagine that another battle was over, Ye Zixuan smiled leisurely, Ye Gong disciple, there is no waste.

The audience went crazy after falling silent!

It's bloody! It's so exciting! The spectators at the scene shouted frantically, and many security personnel were also shouting frantically, this is the real unrestricted ring fighting, Ruan Dameng's throat was deep in a roar, the cigar in his hand snapped and broken, and a woman sitting in his arms was startled and held his palm tightly.

In the wave of shouts of the audience, the staff dragged the seriously injured leopard away, and the ring was left with Mo Qixiong and the truck, Butterfly Yan exhaled, originally worried that one to two would suffer, but he didn't expect Mo Qixiong to abolish the leopard with one face, which not only deterred the opponent again, but also restored the fair one-on-one in the ring.

The audience shouted, whistles one after another: "Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Mo Qixiong faced the Russians directly, and it looked like a master duel, and tonight's game entered at this moment.

Although the Russians did not see the scene of the defeat of the tank, it can be judged from the situation of the leopard being abused in seconds, Mo Qixiong is definitely a strong opponent, the punch just now has shown amazing explosive power, the Russians dare not be as presumptuous as when they appeared on the field, there is a touch of solemnity in their eyes, and they circle around Mo Qixiong, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Mo Qixiong responds to all changes with no change: "Come!" ”

The Russian, who moved quickly, found an opportunity, and when he turned to Mo Qixiong's back, his body jumped up suddenly, turned around three hundred and sixty degrees, and Hua Li threw out a leg and smashed it into Mo Qixiong's neck.

"Bang!"

Just before the Russian's right leg smashed down, Mo Qixiong punched the knee joint of this leg, and the shot was precise and ruthless.

"Click!"

There was another piercing and crisp sound, kicking the iron leg that broke countless bricks and stakes, and was instantly abolished by Mo Qixiong's kick, he screamed and fell into the ring, almost fainting in pain, Mo Qixiong's strength was far beyond his imagination, he knew best that Mo Qixiong's simple blow seemed to be a bit coincidental, and it was a wonderful use of strength, speed, and accuracy.

He pulled the rubber rope on the edge of the ring with both hands, stood up with a miserable and trembling face, one move, one move wasted a leg, not much better than a leopard, the Russians were angry, he was aggrieved, Ruan Dameng They all sat up from the sofa, stunned and watched this scene, even rubbing their eyes and couldn't believe it, the three boxers were all overturned by Mo Qixiong with one move.

Is this the leopard they are too incompetent, or is the ink seven bear too powerful?

Ruan Dameng glanced at Butterfly Yan, I don't know where this woman found this strong hand? He was very unwilling to get a disrespectful battle tonight, and he also made Butterfly Yan desperate, so he yelled at the Russians who had lost his legs: "Damn! Rush up and him! It is said that it came from the Siberian training camp, and he can't even kill a hairy boy? ”

Mo Qixiong stared at the vulnerable opponent in the corner of the ring, and swept Ruan Dameng with a touch of playfulness, and then without waiting for the Russian to hold back the pain, he stuck to the past, then twisted his waist and turned his hips, rushed out with a punch, and hit the Russian's raised arms fiercely, the Russian's pupils instantly shrank into a pin-like shape, and roared angrily!

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, although the Russian blocked Mo Qixiong's fist with both hands, but the huge brute force still made him take a step back, the Russian's muscles were like iron plates, thickly protecting his body, even if he hit hard with an iron rod, he would feel no pain, but Mo Qixiong's seemingly weak punch made him feel a pain in his heart!

The Russian staggered back a step, his center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell, Mo Qixiong pasted it again, and the three punches burst out like lightning, hitting the opponent's hard muscles, and each punch made the Russians feel a tremor all over their bodies, and then Mo Qixiong took off in one step, facing the Russian boxer who was still retreating with three legs in a row.

"Bang!"

With the last kick he throws out, the Russian is thrown out of the ring and falls unconscious outside the ring.

Victory!

Mo Qixiong won again, and after a short silence in the audience, warm applause and madness broke out, and many women also inquired about the origin of Mo Qixiong.

Many people were excited to enjoy the visual feast tonight, but Ruan Dameng and his group had gloomy faces.

"Ruan Dameng, the boxing match is over, and your three fighters, one dead and two injured, all fell out of the ring."

Butterfly Yan's heart fell completely, and after glancing at Ye Zixuan gratefully, she got up and walked to Ruan Dameng, who was biting a cigar: "And my people, stand at the end." ”

"What if you win?"

Ruan Dameng's face was ugly and embarrassed at first, then he broke the jar and broke it, slowly turned his face to look at Butterfly Swallow, and finally turned into a bold laugh, he got up and moved, and a large number of people followed suit, approaching Butterfly Yan violently: "You won three boxing matches, it's a big deal not to move you tonight, if you want to be safe, win me every day." ”

"I arrange three fighters to wait here every day, you have the ability to beat them every day, and if you win, you will be given a day of peace, if you can't win, I will get you."

Ruan Da, who was in the posture of a shameless person, spewed out a puff of smoke and snorted strangely: "Unhappy? Defy? If you have the ability to move me, if you don't fight with the Tiger Wolf Gate, do you dare? If you don't dare, just follow our rules, remember, you only have one day of peace, if you want to be okay, bring someone here tomorrow night to fight three more boxing matches. ”

Butterfly Yan's face changed: "Words are not trustworthy, Ruan Dameng, you are shameless." ”

Ruan Dameng laughed and pointed at the butterfly swallow fiercely: "I'm shameless, what's wrong?" What can you do? ”

"Ruan Dameng?"

Butterfly Yan wanted to say something more, but was pulled by Ye Zixuan, and then, he took a step forward with a smile and looked at the Yue country gangster giant with a full face:

"Can't the two sides really live in peace?"

Ruan Dameng saw Ye Zixuan, who had broken the good thing, and directly smashed the cigar on the latter and sneered: "Peace bird, you either submit or die, there is no other way?" ”

Ye Zixuan took out a check: "Five million, not much, how about making a friend?" ”

Ruan Dameng pulled the check, glanced at it a few times, and then smiled: "Five million? A little money, okay, give this money face, and give Butterfly Swallow five days of peace. ”

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "Is it really so rushed? ”

Ruan Dameng pointed at Ye Zixuan: "What about killing them all?" Are there as many people as we are? Do we have more guns? Do you want to give it a try, and see if I kill you? ”

"Pounce!"

Ye Zixuan didn't speak again, and when he pulled the butterfly swallow back, he moved his footsteps, and slammed into Ruan Dameng's arms with great force, hugged Ruan Dameng's neck with one hand, and stabbed with a sharp knife hidden in his sleeve with the other, plopping and plopping! Six sharp sounds sounded overlappingly, and Ruan Dameng's heart was hit six times in a row, the knife was fatal, and the blood splashed and shocked.

"Pounce!"

The seventh sound sounded, and the blade completely sank into Ruan Dameng's abdomen.

The red blood was dripping and shocking, and Ye Zixuan leaned against Ruan Dameng's head and said lightly: "Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die." ”

The clothes are stained with blood, like a demon descending