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"Dang!"

Amid the enthusiastic cheers of the audience, the bells of the confrontation of the boxing match rang, and the big windmill did not immediately fight, but raised a provocative middle finger at the tank.

His shout obviously angered the tank, the tank roared angrily, and then rushed out with a leap, extremely fast, and at the same time sank his fist and smashed it towards the windmill, many spectators let out an exclamation, they didn't expect such a huge "humanoid tank" to have such agile speed.

But he fell into the arms of the big windmill, and the tank just swung out a powerful fist, and the big windmill had already lowered its head into his arms, and then grabbed his two shoulders, and the two legs coiled around his head like a snake, tightly locking the tank's neck, trying to rely on the strength of the legs crossed to suffocate the opponent unconscious.

Butterfly swallow offered him a high price of one million wins, and of course the big windmill had to show his housekeeping skills and go all out.

Ruan Poyu looked at the big windmill, and a sigh appeared on his face: "It's too impulsive, be steady, maybe you have a chance to win, charging like this will only ruin yourself." ”

Mo Qixiong also nodded, obviously seeing the gap between the two fighters.

Ye Zixuan didn't pay too much attention to the battle, his eyes just scanned the surrounding environment, looking at the guards in the boxing arena and the elite distribution of the Tiger Wolf Gate.

"Bang!"

The powerful pressure fell and dragged the tank to the ground, his entire head had been locked by the big windmill with two legs, and the big windmill's hands were still filled with all his strength, holding the opponent's arm to prevent him from resisting, and his face showed a smile of success, he thought that he had won the battle: "Tank, Lao Tzu will kill you." ”

The hearts of all the audience were in their throats, and Ruan Dameng also touched his bald head and sat up straight to watch, but he was not too surprised, and seemed to have absolute confidence in the tank.

Butterfly Yan lowered her head and drank tea, she couldn't see any expression, but a few sisters secretly clenched their fists, nervously watching this battle, they all knew very well in their hearts that tonight's confrontation was related to whether they could survive, maybe if they won this battle, Ruan Dameng might not let them go, but if they lost this battle, the gang would inevitably be disbanded.

The gang that took half a year to re-establish has fallen apart again and become a thing of the past, and they resist from the bottom of their hearts, so they all hope to get off to a good start.

"Bang!"

At this moment, in order not to suffocate himself, the tank held his breath, and then slowly accumulated strength, and after a stalemate for five seconds, the tank kneeling on the ground let out a breath of hot air, and roared angrily, and then, there was a slight tremor from the strong muscles of his legs, and he stood up with both hands holding the big windmill!

The big windmill was lifted into the air by the tank, and his face instantly turned pale, and he exclaimed: "God! ”

But it was useless to shout alone, the bulldozer fell to the ground like a sack, and directly slammed the head of the big windmill on the ground, making a muffled bang, and when the latter let go of the tank with a scream, the indifferent and proud tank was like a cat that was joking with mice, and played a beautiful roundabout kick, and the body of one hundred and seventy or eighty pounds was directly kicked out.

The cervical vertebrae were broken, his chest collapsed, blood was spilled, and he was tragically planted under the ring, and he died too much to die again.

The audience was silent for two or three seconds, and then erupted into a frenzied shout: "Good, good! ”

The tank clapped his hands, stood in the ring, raised his head proudly, despised everyone below, and his extremely dragged appearance made his employer Ruan Dameng a little unaccustomed to it, Butterfly Yan still did not change his face and tasted tea, but several diehards had already shown nervousness, like sitting on pins and needles, this was the most powerful fighter they relied on, and they thought that it would be easy to have a victory.

Now they are calmly killed by tanks, which has to make them worried.

If you win, you can step down, you can continue to fight, and the tank chooses to stay, which is very arrogant.

"Dang!"

The body was quickly dragged down, and Butterfly Yan had a second person, a sturdy Thai fighter, and the crazy atmosphere in the ring was ignited again.

The Thai fighter entered the ring, without any nonsense, and attacked, and the tank flew up and down with both hands, blocking a round of intensive attacks, and suddenly showed a hideous smile.

The Thai boxer palpitated inexplicably, and then understood that his all-out rush attack invisibly exposed his strength, and secretly screamed that it was not good, but unfortunately he understood too late.

The tank did not hesitate, smiling and counterattacking, forcing the Thai fighter into a corner, the latter hurriedly blocked him with a sharp roundhouse kick, but could no longer stop his reverse whip leg after he landed, and the momentum was like a rainbow to the opponent who could stand firmly, and the unlucky guy was like a rootless rotten wood, was pumped up, fell out of a few meters, spurted blood, and screamed miserably.

The bout wasn't over on the ring, and the Thai fighter struggled to his feet, but the tank didn't give him a chance and came with a low kick that looked like a powerful volley and hit him in the head.

"Click!"

People nearby faintly heard the sound of broken cervical vertebrae, and the boxer who fell to the ground was kicked out of the ring, lying on the ground like a dead dog, and his life and death were uncertain.

It was a big surprise that the second game ended so quickly, but it also made a lot of people excited: "Tank, tank. ”

"Come on, come again! Who else will come again? ”

The tank showed a werewolf-like roar, it was a low roar with absolute wildness, his teeth were sharpened by excitement, like the fangs of a hungry wolf, and his eyes were burning with inexplicable crazy battle intent, which also caused the spectators to scream and wave the banknotes.

The corpse was quickly dragged away by the staff, and the black fist was so cruel that it won the rich and noble, and died like a mustard.

"Hahaha! Butterfly swallow, your people, no! ”

When Butterfly Yan's face changed, Ruan Dameng let out a piercing laugh, and then pointed a little at Butterfly Yan and snorted: "You still have a place, lose, obediently join the Tiger Wolf Gate, as long as you are willing to work hard for the Tiger Wolf Gate, we will never treat you badly, on the contrary, if you lose and are still obsessed, then don't blame me for destroying the flowers." ”

His face suddenly had a touch of anger and ruthlessness: "I will not only suppress you all over the ground to find teeth, but also arrest all your sisters, like the original four golden flowers, and throw them to the tiger and wolf brothers all over again. ”

Butterfly swallow snorted: "Shut up!" Then she sat up straight: "We haven't lost yet, Ruan Dameng, you have nothing to be proud of." ”

Ruan Dameng sneered: "Let the horse come, I'll see how you win this battle tonight." Then the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of banter and snorted: "I don't know what the old man was confused by you, I must subdue you into the Tiger Wolf Gate, replace it with me, and directly crush you all to death, where will I waste time with you." ”

"Sister Yan!"

At this time, a woman in a strong suit walked over, with a trace of anxiety on her face that could not be concealed, and whispered in the ear of the butterfly swallow: "Oh no, the third fighter saw the live video, and refused to play against the tank even if he was killed, and he also said that the other party was too powerful, and he rushed up to death, and he would rather break his hand than go on stage." ”

Ruan Dameng caught this sentence and laughed: "Don't dare to fight? Butterfly swallow, the person you are looking for is not good at skills, and you can't have courage, you lose. ”

In the black boxing ring, losing momentum and confidence is equivalent to losing.

"I'm on!"

The corners of Butterfly Yan's mouth twitched twice, and there was a touch of solemnity and helplessness in her eyes, and then she straightened up and hummed: "I'll fight him to the death." ”

Ruan Dameng smiled noncommittally: "You? Forget it, I guess I can't dodge either move, don't be ashamed. ”

"In a mere boxing match, why do you have to take the risk yourself?"

At this moment, he pressed one hand on Butterfly Yan's shoulder: "I just arrived in Yueguo, and I will give you a meeting gift." ”

An abrupt voice made the sofa area fall silent for a moment, and several Tiger Wolf Men helped the crowd to find their reputation, some confused, some angry, very annoyed that someone was making trouble.

Butterfly Yan's heart trembled, she had already recognized the familiar voice, and knew who was coming-Ye Zixuan.

Ye Zixuan walked next to the butterfly swallow, and when the latter was about to stand up and give way, Ye Zixuan reached out and pressed on her shoulder, indifferently facing countless glances, and then tilted his head to the side:

"Seven bears, kill him."

With this command issued, the ink seven bears behind him flashed out, spewed out a breath of hot air, bypassed the butterfly swallow and the staff, walked up a few steps, and approached the ring.

Mo Qixiong stood in the ring, twisted his neck to look at the tank that was still excited, without any nonsense, and ripped off his coat.

"Chinese?"

When the tank saw that someone was really coming up, a sneer appeared on his face: "You are dead!" ”

"Whew!"

Mo Qixiong sneered, then bowed his body and moved his steps.

Multiply!

There was a short but piercing eardrum-piercing sound, Mo Qixiong's upper body was still not moving, and when the audience was at a loss, Ruan Da stood up violently and shouted:

"Tank, be careful!"

The reason why Ruan Dameng can become the third master of the Tiger Wolf Gate is that in addition to the above two sworn brothers, he also has extraordinary martial arts, so he can know what the sound of Mo Qixiong means, which is the effect of the friction between Mo Qixiong's soles and leather shoes and the ground.

"Bang!"

Without waiting for the blood-red tank to react, with the majestic accumulation of the soles of his feet, Mo Qixiong exploded like a cannonball without warning, the momentum was like a rainbow, and he rushed straight to the opponent, the tank deserved to be the role of a boxing champion who had been in the ring for a long time, and he realized the danger and tried his best to put on a defensive posture, trying to reach out and stick to the thunderous offensive of this ink seven bear.

"Click!"

Although the tank's hand touched the Mo Qixiong, but the ferocious force in the hand couldn't stop the latter at all, only to hear a crisp sound, the forearm was broken abruptly, and then, the huge body of the Mo Qixiong, castration unabated, hit the tank's bare black chest, another muffled sound, the tank's chest collapsed, blood spurted from the mouth and nose, and it flew out.

With a side step, Mo Qixiong stuck to it, and without waiting for the blood-spraying tank to land, one hand was as fast as lightning to choke his neck, and directly nailed the arrogant boxing king who had just killed the Quartet to a pillar in the ring, and the huge and powerful power in his palm made the remaining hands and feet of the tank instantly disperse the possibility of resistance.

Mo Qixiong looked at the panicked humanoid tank with a sneering expression as if he was pinching a chicken: "But that's it! ”

The simple four words, which are not only contempt for the enemy, but also their own strength, make the tank sad and indignant, but helpless.

Ruan Dameng was in a daze in disbelief, he couldn't imagine that the tank was so fragile, no, it was Mo Qixiong who was so fierce.

There was a dead silence in the audience, and the staff were also panicked, as if they didn't expect this strange boy to become like this.

"Boy, put the tank down, I act like nothing happened!"

After a short silence, Ruan Dameng shouted to Ye Zixuan, this is a boxer who has followed him for many years, not only a cash cow, but also a little emotional, he can't watch him being beaten by Mo Qixiong, so he didn't hesitate to warn Ye Zixuan and Butterfly Yan: "If he makes any mistakes, I will never let you go, and the Tiger Wolf Gate will not let you go." ”

Ye Zixuan smiled faintly and waved his fingers lightly.

"Click!"

Mo Qixiong's fingertips exhaled, and he pinched the throat of the tank, startling many people to stiffen their bodies, and Ruan Dameng's face was instantly gloomy.

"Bang!"

The lifeless tank crashed to the ground, smashing into dust on the ground, leaving countless people stunned and trembling, however, it was not over yet.

Mo Qixiong pointed a little Ruan Dameng, and spewed out a breath of hot air: "There are two more, go up together." ”