Brother Dao squatted on the ground, gently wiped the blood on the black awl in his hand on Ono Taro's body, and kicked the corpse hard.

"It's great to have martial arts, Brother Dao hasn't killed you the same!" Brother Dao looked at the people around him with a cruel smile, and the numb tiger trembled even more, he only found out today that Brother Dao and him are basically people from two worlds, and he also kills, but he doesn't have the momentum of Brother Dao, the cruelty of Brother Dao, and the surname of Brother Dao.

"Over to you!"

Brother Dao turned back to Zhang Yang and said goodbye, hearing this, Zhang Yang suddenly felt an inexplicable ease, this sentence, Brother Dao has already regarded them as his own people, then, the situation he began to worry about will never appear again.

Whether it is Zhang Yang or Liu Biao Aze, they are now full of good feelings towards Brother Dao, a man with a blood surname, and if they are allowed to be enemies of Brother Dao, they will have a very uncomfortable feeling psychologically.

There are two people left, Ma Pihu and the European, saying that this person is a European is completely Zhang Yang's intuition, Zhang Yang has always believed in his own intuition, so far, Zhang Yang's intuition has not been wrong.

At this time, the tall and mighty white man looked at Taro Ono, who was staring at the dead on the ground, and was in a daze for a while, as if he had never thought that such a master would die so easily.

"Idiot, you're mine!" Liu Biao strode away, as if he was afraid that Aze and Zhang Yang would rob him of his business.

The white man looked at the machete in Liu Biao's hand, muttered something in his mouth, kept signaling with both hands, pointed at the machete in Liu Biao's hand and waved his hand, and then clenched his hands into fists and kept gesturing.

"What does this devil say?" In addition to speaking Mandarin and local dialects, Liu Biao knows six of the languages of other countries, and knows nothing.

"He spoke French, and he said, he's going to fight you in boxing." Zhang Yang said.

"Ah...... How do you know he speaks French? Do you know French? Liu Biao looked at Zhang Yang in surprise, in his impression, Zhang Yang's English is stuck in the stage of junior high school students, when did he learn French?

"Hurry up, they've accepted your challenge."

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, he couldn't figure out the memory thinking in his head, especially the language, it seems that the martial arts knowledge in the memory is linked to the language, which is definitely not the language knowledge of the professional surname, because, he can't say it, but he can fully understand it, especially the text is very sensitive.

Zhang Yang didn't know that there was a martial arts genius in his memory bank, because in order to find some clues about ancient martial arts from books, he had to be familiar with various languages and characters.

In fact, masters who can reach the level of a stammering general are language masters, and it is common for them to know seven or eight languages.

Just as Zhang Yang was thinking, Liu Biao had already handed the sharp machete to Aze, took off his clothes, revealing a pimple of flesh, and seeing the muscles on Liu Biao's body, the European let out a sound of admiration.

"Come on, foreign devil, today the uncle beat you all over the ground looking for teeth!" Liu Biao laughed.

"......" The Frenchman obviously didn't understand what Liu Biao said, and looked back at the hemp tiger with a blank face.

Ma Pihu hurriedly translated, and immediately, there was a violent anger on the face of the Frenchman, and his long curly hair was like a lion, but he didn't speak, and suddenly punched Liu Biao with a heavy blow.

"Peng!" There was a loud bang.

What a quick fist!

What a fierce fist!

The power of this punch made Liu Biao immediately put away his contempt, because, in this punch just now, Liu Biao blocked it with his arm, and actually beat him back four or five steps in a row before he could control his body.

"Professional boxer!" Brother Dao, who was bandaging the knife wound on his chest, had a discolored face.

"Are there any professional boxers in ZH City?" Zhang Yang was also surprised, if it was really a professional boxer, then Liu Biao's battle was not optimistic, although Liu Biao had the favor of a little monk and sent some martial arts cheats, but the cultivation time was still short, and the combat experience could not be compared with a professional boxer.

"Yes, a lot, Ma Pi Hu has a black boxing organization, he has many channels to bring some underground fighters from Europe, America, Africa to come and compete, I have seen it a few times, and I want to participate, because I am good at using knives, and finally gave up."

Brother Dao looked at Liu Biao and the white man with a serious face, and the two were waiting for an opportunity to find each other's weaknesses.

Zhang Yang suddenly felt an inexplicable nervousness, although Zhang Yang had not seen the real underground black fist, but there was a lot of information and knowledge about this on the TV network.

The feeling that the underground black fist gives to Zhang Yang can only be described in two words: cruel!

Often, the underground black fist ends with the death or disability of one party, and it is the cruel surname of the underground black fist that creates a huge gambling group, which is a real thrilling death game.

Here we go!

The two figures intersected impressively, and their fists smashed into each other's ...... like raindrops, and it was only a few seconds before the two figures immediately separated.

Looking at Liu Biao's face full of blood, the atmosphere in the hall actually became tense, in the short confrontation just now, Liu Biao's nose and face were swollen, his nose and mouth were full of blood, and the French boxer was not hurt at all, his fists went up and down, his body kept jumping, and he was extremely flexible.

Obviously, Liu Biao suffered a loss in the first round, and also discovered that this opponent was not simple, his face was not rampant at the beginning, his face was dignified, and he kept wiping the blood from the corners of his eyes with his fists, just now, the corners of his eyes were cracked......

Many people found that after taking this fist, Liu Biao's spirit was a little trance.

Just as everyone was waiting for the next handover again, suddenly, a person attracted everyone's attention.

Aze!

Aze put Liu Biao's machete on the ground, walked to Liu Biao's side, took out a tissue and handed it to Liu Biao.

"Thank you......" Liu Biao took the tissue and wiped the blood stains on his eyes, nose and mouth.

"Stupid!" Aze scolded lightly.

"Ahh Aze ...... You...... You dog, tell me clearly, why are you scolding? Liu Biao was going crazy again, screaming angrily.

Unfortunately, Aze ignored him, and he had already walked over to the French boxer......

Impressively!

There was like a lightning bolt in the air, and Aze made a move!

Aze's knife is always nowhere to be found, always imaginative, no one thought that he would make a knife, but he did it, and that knife was like a ghost in the night......

The speed is too fast, and the thinking of fast people can't keep up.

The flash of the knife flashed through the air, sinking into the French boxer's neck and then extending from the neck to the abdomen......

The French boxer looked at Aze blankly, and then, looking down at his severed chest, with an expression of disbelief, he didn't believe it was true, because, the boy didn't have the slightest sign of a knife, but, the truth, he had been stabbed.

He saw his heart, he saw his internal organs, he saw the still wriggling intestines, and even he smelled a foul smell, which was the smell that came out of the intestines after they had burst......

……

"Peng!" With a loud bang, the heavy body of the French boxer fell heavily to the ground, and the French did not make a sound from beginning to end, not even screaming.

Aze's knife is the most efficient and deadly!

Aze didn't look at it, in fact, when he took out the knife, he immediately turned around, he didn't need to look, a non-moving behemoth was too big for him, so big that he didn't need to look at the results to know what kind of ending his knife would cause.

"Are you a fool?" Aze handed Liu Biao another tissue.

"......" Liu Biao looked at Aze's face, opened his mouth sluggishly, and was stunned for a long time before making a weak, inaudible voice: "I, I...... I'm a fool......"

"If you meet a boxer, you will fight with him, well, if you meet a sniper, you will fight a gun, and if you meet someone who makes an atomic bomb, then don't you want to find an atomic bomb to bomb him?" A rare smile appeared on Aze's face.

"I ...... It's so stupid......" Liu Biao's face turned red, and he wanted to die of shame.

There was a great silence in the warehouse, and everyone looked at the disembowelmented corpse.

It's Brother Dao who is in a daze, for the first time, Brother Dao has a feeling that he wants to vomit, the world has become crazy, Aze Dao, Aze's style has subverted the rivers and lakes in Brother Dao's mind, but Brother Dao has a feeling that his rivers and lakes seem to be very illusory, and Aze's rivers and lakes are the real rivers and lakes!

Iron-blooded, brutal, killing......

(To be continued)