Salk. Taylor pondered back and forth in his heart, Commander Tang was so seriously injured, and now he was still so vigorous! Wasn't he that badly injured at all? Be careful.

"Why don't you do it yet, don't you just watch Lao Tzu get injured and want to come over and pick up the cheap ones?" Tang Yulan looked a little impatient and said, "Lao Tzu is still waiting for lunch, give you a minute!" As he spoke, he rubbed his left and right wrists to make a gesture of moving his muscles and bones.

"See, you think I'm taking advantage." Salk. Taylor rubbed his chin and said, "That's fine, I'll let you run away now, give you both five minutes, and after five minutes, I'll hunt you down again." He didn't really want to let go of Tang Yulan and the Emperor of Martial Arts, but suddenly he couldn't see their depth, it was better to retreat, if the two chose to escape, their momentum would be weakened immediately, then he would not hesitate to make a move.

"Phew, still chasing and killing." Tang Yulan said seriously: "White pig, I have to re-examine you, not only has it lowered the lower limit of idiocy, but your cheeky skin can be used as a steady stream of pig-faced feasts, which is too thick." ”

The Emperor of Martial Arts tilted his head sideways and glanced at Tang Yulan seriously, he suddenly felt that there was something on Tang Yulan that he couldn't see through, and said, "You, okay?" ”

"Don't worry, after so long with you, I feel like my muscles and bones are fully mobilized." After saying that, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Salk. Taylor almost smoked and said, "There's so much nonsense, don't blame me for not giving you a chance.!" As he spoke, he took a few steps and rushed forward.

The wind ripped his clothes like a heavy hammer on a drum, all because he was so fast when he sprinted forward.

This run, although it was under the gravity controlled by the Emperor of Martial Arts, had already exceeded the limit of ordinary people's speed.

Salk. Taylor came to the front of Tang Tuan's mountain, his arms were spread, his five fingers were pinched into claws, like an eagle catching a rabbit, and with an incomparably fierce force, Tang Yulan's head, neck, and even chest and back were covered by his palm.

This move is neither boxing nor wrestling kung fu, which is popular in the West.

In recent years, with the exchange of various cultures, the Westerners have increasingly felt that when competing with Eastern martial artists, their moves are overstretched and they have repeatedly failed, and all kinds of cruel realities have forced them to examine their own shortcomings, and many people have taken the initiative to go to Asia to learn boxing.

Salk. Taylor is very interested in oriental martial arts, many moves, although he only has appearance, he does not know the essence of boxing, but with strong muscle explosiveness, compared to excellent boxers, I don't know how much more powerful, fingers swept in the air, and there was a sharp whooshing sound......

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Compared to the chaos near the Hongwu Casino, the Shengshi Fortune Center can be very lively.

Shengshi Fortune Center is located in the core area of Lingjiang city center, the geographical location is much more advantageous than Huanyu Building, with a total construction area of more than 100,000 square meters, is a landmark building in Lingjiang City.

It's just that this building does not belong to the three major families in Lingjiang City, and everyone knows that there is a mysterious boss behind it.

At first, some people said that it was a Hong Kong businessman with assets of more than 100 billion yuan, and some people said that it was owned by a certain family in Great Britain.

After Hell caused chaos in Lingjiang City, many people speculated that this prosperous wealth center belonged to Hell. There have been people in Hell who have been to the Universal Mansion or even the Star Imperial City, but they have never seen any connection with the Prosperous Wealth Center.

Shengshi Wealth Center is in Lingjiang City, and will not take the initiative to compete with the Zhu family, the Cao family, and the Qin family, and has always been very mysterious and low-key, and its majestic and modern appearance is particularly eye-catching.

Moreover, Sheng Wanyao, the owner of the Shengshi Fortune Center, rarely participates in public, and even when Ren Wujian Bafang held a grand dinner, he never participated in it, and has been alone. But today, I don't know what happened, he gathered all the managers, all dressed neatly, and hurried to the roof of the building after eleven o'clock in the morning.

The managers were puzzled, who was the leader from Jing'an City who had such a big qualification and made the chairman wait for so long?

At half past eleven, several big bosses with strong financial resources rushed to talk to each other, looking happy.

But since a few guys with tattoos came up, there were a lot fewer words from the crowd.

Everyone knows in their hearts that such a cumbersome and complicated tattoo is a person in hell nine times out of ten, not to mention that the old man in the front has a withered face, and the guy in the back even has different eyes from others, looking like two round black onyx.

The old man in the lead was Liu Ming, he was trembling with excitement, and the ghosts No. 605 and No. 603 behind him supported him left and right.

Today, Liu Ming got a big news that the Prison Emperor would soon be in Lingjiang City.

This news came from Lord Jing Huaiying, and it was absolutely accurate.

Not long after the deaths of Zong Bai and Lu Ba, the confidence of the ghosts and tattoos in Lingjiang City was severely frustrated, and their mood and morale were also low for a while.

Liu Ming didn't even know what to do next......

Revenge, no one is the opponent of the Emperor of Martial Arts now.

What can you do if you stay in Lingjiang City?

Just when he was hesitant, helpless, pessimistic, and world-weary, suddenly, the prison emperor came!

There are no words that can describe Liu Ming's excitement and excitement at this time, when he saw the four helicopters flying from a distance, his tears swirled in his eyes, and his heartbeat changed from fifty beats per minute to one hundred and fifty beats per minute.

The noisy crowd all held their breath, their eyes filled with adoration or doubt.

Some people don't know who they are and who they are.

Sheng Wanyao hurriedly released the edited information, and the kitchen in the building began to be busy.

Dozens of chefs, including famous chefs from Europe and the United States, as well as local Chinese chefs, started to work separately. The dishes are also fried, fried, stewed, steamed, boiled, and fried, all kinds of things are flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water, and a fragrance spreads in the restaurant.

When the helicopter fell, with a huge roar, the propellers turned, and the people who were blown by the wind could not stand and could not open their eyes, and the queue that had just been lined up suddenly scattered again.

A manager was slapped in the face with a tie and the slap hurt like a slap. Some people with weak physique are already squatting on the ground holding their heads, protecting their ears with their hands.

Liu Ming's eyes widened vigorously, his face floated, and he watched the helicopter fall, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Finally, it's time to meet the Prison Emperor!

The pyramid of hell is the highest being.