Perhaps, it was a coincidence that the human head rolled to Soncha's feet.

But for Songcha, where in this world can there be so many coincidences? This is a provocation by the little white face to him, and it is also a threat to him. The little white face is ruthless, I'm afraid that he has already had a murderous intention towards himself, this is threatening himself!

Yes, it must be.

Ninety-nine battles in the Colosseum in Burma resulted in eighteen deaths at his hands and more than twenty severely crippled. He is also a ruthless person, and he will never be merciful to those who can threaten him. Perhaps, Xiaobaimian felt threatened, so he had such a murderous intent.

Thinking of this, Song Cha suddenly felt a fear in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, his face was cloudy, his heart was horizontal, and he stepped onto the Colosseum.

"Wow, what's going on with Songcha?"

"yes, it's so despicable that this guy actually appeared early."

"He must be scared of his opponent, so he wants to play more and less...... Naipu, is that nothing more than your devil's flesh and blood? ”

"yes, I'd like to see him face off one-on-one with that little white face."

Regarding the appearance of Songcha, Naipu and Duni did not expect it.

However, with Naipu's understanding of Songcha, Songcha must have developed a fear of his opponent, otherwise it would be impossible to make such a move. I didn't expect that the little white face next to Yingluck's little would be such a murderous guy.

"It's that little white face who said it, let Song Cha go along."

Duni pleaded loudly, but in his heart, he had already begun to beat the drums.

He turned his head to look. But it happened to make eye contact with Miyuki Harukawa. I saw Miyuki Harukawa stretching out her hand. Make a pistol pose. Then he opened his mouth and made a shot in the shape of a shot, then pouted at him and smiled slightly.

In that smile, as much disdain as you want, as much disdain as you want.

Douni only felt a rush of anger rushing towards the top of his head...... Miyuki Harukawa almost broke his arm before, and now she is still provoking him like this. It's simply intolerable. He Duni is also a son of a wealthy family in Bangkok, and it doesn't matter if he is looked down upon by a hillbilly woman in Chiang Mai Province, you little dare to look down on me?

Thinking of this, Duni couldn't help himself.

But at this moment, there was a scream in the ring again.

Duni quickly turned his head to look, and saw the body of a fighter flying up from the ring, banging against the arm-thick railing of the iron cage, and then slowly sliding down against the railing, and there seemed to be no half of a bone in his body.

Another fighter is dead?

Duni was anxious, stood up and shouted, "Songcha." Kill him. ”

It's just his roar that provokes countless pairs of eyes that seem to be looking at idiots. Even Naipu felt a little embarrassed.

"Finally willing to come up?"

After Yang Mu kicked a fighter out of the air, he took a step back.

He glanced at Song Cha, who had just stood firm, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said softly: "I heard that you are a killing machine, I hope you can make me feel a little pressure." Otherwise, the game would be so boring that it would have wasted my time. ”

Yang Mu spoke English, and Song Cha could understand it.

Annoyed and angry, he put his fists together, stepped out with one foot, and a frame of 'Mustang mane' in Muay Thai, the moment he landed on one foot, he let out a tiger-like roar from his mouth, and his body surged forward, and he slammed into the air with his knees.

Yang Mu didn't dodge either, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and took Song Cha's knee stiffly, and at the same time slammed sideways into Song Cha's arms. This guy's body is indeed hard, like a hard stone. Song Cha was hit by Yang Mu, and the subsequent tricks immediately failed. He was also secretly surprised, Yang Mu didn't look strong, how could he contain such a huge amount of power? At that moment just now, there were more than 1,000 catties to say the least. If he hadn't learned a kind of body-protecting qigong from the monk who raised him when he was a teenager, Yang Mu would definitely be able to break his ribs this time......

"Kill him!"

Song Cha's heart tightened, and he roared.

The two remaining boxers in the ring looked at each other and suddenly let out a strange scream, one carrying an iron rod, and the other brandishing a machete and rushing towards Yang Mu. Yang Mu sneered, raised his hand and grabbed the iron bar, and saw his hand shake, the fist screamed, the iron rod came out of his hand, and the palms of his hands were even more bloody. Yang Mu also ignored him, the twenty-pound iron rod was raised, and the machete of another boxer was knocked away with a bang, and then he stepped forward by mistake, raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's throat, his fingers were slightly forced, and he suddenly pulled outward, and a bloody bloody hole suddenly appeared in the fister's throat.

The fighter's eyes widened, he made a 'ho-ho-ho' sound, and he fell headfirst in the ring.

Then, Yang Mu threw away the iron rod, stepped forward and grabbed the remaining boxer, raised it high above his head, and threw it hard towards the ring, breaking the boxer's brain.

"Ho! Ho! Ho! ”

At this moment, the voice of Song Cha came from the side.

After he was knocked away by Yang Mu just now, he opened the belt around his waist, took out a needle from it, pricked it on his body, and pushed the liquid medicine inside into his body. It is a stimulant that, after injection, can quickly enter a state of invincibility, which can increase both strength and speed, while also reducing physical pain.

Song Cha had already realized that Yang Mu would be a very formidable opponent.

So he had already decided that even if he had the side effects of stimulants, he would kill the place.

It's just that he didn't expect that the two assistants would be killed by Yang Mu in such a bloody and cruel way in the blink of an eye...... However, Songcha no longer felt fear at this time. On the contrary, the smell of blood that permeated the air made him extremely excited.

"Oh, oh, oh, even stimulants, this guy is really shameless."

"Fool, you know what, deathmatch is irregular, he can use any means except not being able to use firearms."

"That yellow-skinned monkey is in danger now!"

A white man couldn't help but grin.

But before his words fell, a black man stepped forward and gave him a slap, "White Pig, do you want that person to kill us?" See what kind of place this is...... Even if he kills you, no one will stand up for you. ”

The white man noticed that some of the Asians around him looked at him in a way that was not very friendly.

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Yang Mu glanced at Song Cha, but the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

"Very well, let me see how good you are...... Although your horizontal skills are not bad, it is clear that you have not received the true transmission. If that's all there is to it, it's just too boring. Take your time, I'll wait for you. ”

Song Cha spread his arms and let out a tiger roar.

Outside the iron cage, Yingluck didn't have the previous worries, turned her head to look at Miyuki Harukawa and said, "Miyoki, is your boyfriend a pervert?" ”

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, be careful that he gets you in trouble."

Speaking of this, Miyuki Harukawa took a step forward and shouted at Yang Mu, "Ah Mu, stop playing...... I'm a little sleepy. After the fight, let's take the money and leave, it's almost four o'clock, and we still have things to do after dawn. ”

Damn little bitch, do you want to be so arrogant?

Naipu understands English and can't help but complain in his heart.

Yang Mu put away his smile, looked at Song Cha, who was already ready to go, and said, "Are you ready?" My companion told me to hurry up. So...... Forget it, what are you talking so much nonsense for? I guess you don't understand it now. ”

As he spoke, Yang Mu took half a step, one hand in front and the other behind.

"You go to die!"

Song Cha had already entered a psychedelic realm, roaring and pounced on Yang Mu.

He was tall and long-legged, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yang Mu, raising his knee and crashing into Yang Mu.

"It's still an old trick, it's useless!"

Yang Mu took Song Cha's knee stiffly, his body was like an iron pillar, and he didn't move at all, "I said, your tricks are too old and useless!" ”

With that, he lifted one foot and kicked it Soncha's leg.

This kick, to say the least, is four or five thousand catties.

Even if Song Cha's body is tempered and tempered like a solid stone, it can't withstand this ferocious kick. There was a soft click, and Songcha's legs showed a ninety-degree twist. The other leg, apparently unable to withstand his huge weight, leaned forward. At the moment when he fell to the ground, Yang Mu raised his knee and slammed it on Song Cha's chin.

Then, he turned around.

Disheveled!

Song Cha's body slammed into the floor, his head tilted back more than ninety degrees, and he was clearly no longer breathing.

The body fell down, but his eyes were fixed on the iron cage railing in the air. (To be continued......)