Ronio fell to the ground, but Yan Murong didn't plan to let him go, this African miner is so hateful, I don't know who said that black people are the most humorous and kind, but what about this big black man? He deceived himself when he came up.

"Smack!"

"Bang!"

Yan Murong kicked again, kicking Roneo like a ball again.

With two fingers and two feet, Ronio's big man had lost his combat effectiveness, his arms had temporarily lost his intuition, and his ribs had broken several times.

Yan Murong walked over again—obviously, he wasn't ready to let Roneo go.

Walking to Ronio's side, Yan Murong squatted down, and in the midst of everyone's exclamations, he actually grabbed Ronio's neck with one hand and lifted him up stiffly.

Now they know that this handsome, thin man is so terrible when he gets angry.

"Click!"

Yan Murong grabbed one of Ronio's arms, shook it left and right, and then suddenly wanted to pull it down, so after Ronio screamed, his arm was dislocated. Then, Yan Murong did the same, and Ronio's other arm was also dislocated, but this time he didn't scream out - because that arm was still unconscious, but it also happened to make him suffer one less time.

The people in the audience were silent, and even Su Qingwu and Teng Xiangling were full of disbelief - how could this stupid man be so vicious?

Dong Qiuhua was even more frightened, and her white and tender little hands unconsciously grabbed the corner of Zheng Wuming and grabbed it tightly, as if this would make her find a trace of comfort.

And Zheng Wuming stared at Yan Murong expressionlessly, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, no anger could be seen, no one knew what he was thinking, but this expression made everyone understand that the first son of Yanjing was already angry.

However, the matter on stage is not over yet!

After dislocating Ronio's two arms, Yan Murong grabbed one of his legs again, grabbed the opponent's knee directly with his right hand, and grabbed it hard.

"Click!"

Ronio's knee shattered, and the pain went to his brain, making him scream heartbreakingly, and everyone could hear it, Ronio's screams had changed - they could even feel the hairs on his back stand up, this man, so perverted.

It wasn't until Yan Murong completely broke his other leg that he stood up. And Ronio finally had a chance to speak.

"Please, don't kill me."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Yan Murong felt that his anger was almost gone, and a smile appeared on his face. "It's illegal to kill someone, and I'm a No. 5 citizen, how can I do such a thing?"

So, after hearing that Yan Murong would not kill him, Ronio finally felt relieved, and as soon as his whole body relaxed, his head was confused, and then he simply fainted.

Despicable, obscene, shameless, and lowly billets - the group of sons below gave Yan Murong countless nicknames.

Are you citizen number five? Do you still know the law of murder? But isn't it illegal for you to break someone's limbs? Oh, by the way, and the Thai boxing champion just now, you also kicked someone's little brother.

Everyone was still sighing just now, Yan Murong's moves were too obscene and too monotonous, and they would only cut out the heart of the black tiger and cut off the feet of their children and grandchildren, which was really not ornamental or exciting. But now, Yan Murong directly brought them a visual stimulation, so they were unhappy again, they felt that Yan Murong was too bloody and violent.

That's good, a Thai boxing champion, plus a big black guy - if you count the missing arm Yang Guo and the broom-riding Porter, these four can definitely be selected as the world's top ten tragic figures of the year.

It's too much, it's too much, how can people say that they are also international friends, didn't they just knock you down once, your clothes are still there, your chastity is still there, why do you have to be so ruthless?

Some people despise it, and some people worship it.

Some little women who were impressed by Yan Murong's handsomeness and domineering already felt that their lower bodies were wet - such a man, with such a beating force, it is estimated that his strength will not be weak when he is in bed, I really hope to have sex with him once and experience the feeling of violence.

"Yan Shao! Yan Shao! Yan Shao! ”

I don't know which woman shouted first, and then, countless women shouted along, as if Yan Murong was the most dazzling star, which made them want to stop one by one.

This feeling is so good, Yan Murong thought. Being regarded as an idol by so many women is really wonderful, but Yan Murong quickly frowned - the voices of that group of little women were mixed with the screams of a few pure masters.

The woman shouted because she admired him and liked him, and some even wanted to communicate with him on the bed, but what did it mean that those big men also shouted?

This group of women was completely crazy, they didn't care about the grievances between Yan Murong and Zheng Wuming, they just wanted to shout loudly to show their worship of Yan Murong.

The law does not blame the people, some people shout first, and some people follow, so almost all the women shouted-they have long forgotten the fierceness they saw Yan Murong just now and the fear they felt when they heard that Ronio's bones were cracked.

Although he didn't receive flowers, applause, or underwear with a woman's body fragrance, Yan Murong's not very big heart was also unprecedentedly satisfied.

After enjoying the women's shouts for a while, Yan Murong raised his hand and pressed down like an emperor, and waited until everyone was quiet before looking at Zheng Wuming and said. "Who else?"

When Yan Murong said these three words, the group of crazy little women let out another exclamation - this man is too handsome, although he did not learn from Feng Xiaogang to make trouble at the police station, nor did he have Feng Xiaogang's two domineering fangs, but these three words came out of his mouth, but they gave people an extremely domineering feeling.

"No need." Zheng Wuming stood up, looked at Yan Murong expressionlessly, and said. "Yan Shao is really powerful, there is no need to continue the next game, I lost."

"This woman is yours." After speaking, Zheng Wuming pushed Dong Qiuhua, who looked aggrieved and scared, to the front.

"Where's my money?" Yan Murong glanced at Dong Qiuhua and asked with a smile.

"I'll go to the tent of the light dance."

"That's good." Yan Murong looked at Dong Qiuhua, who had already walked to his side with a reluctant expression, and asked. "Your woman is mine now?"

"Yes." Zheng Wuming gritted his teeth and said.

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Forget it." Yan Murong shook his head and said.

"What? Are you afraid of light dancing? ”

"Don't be afraid." Yan Murong shook his head and said seriously. "It's just - I'm not used to wearing other people's broken shoes!"