The weather was already very cold, Andrey. As Pkknovsky sat in a sedan near the Hongwu Casino Building, he faintly felt two slight tremors in the ground, as if something had exploded underground.

"Looks like they've already gotten their hands dirty." Andre. Pkonovsky clenched his fists, he felt the blood all over his body burn, and asked at his phone: "Ivanov, how is the situation over there?" ”

"The monitoring system of Hongwu Casino has been successfully hacked, the situation of the entire building is clearly controlled, and the underground competition venue is relatively independent, and it will take a few minutes to decipher it slowly...... Wait, it seems that there are people from the ninja group hiding in the hall. ”

"Ninja Division?" Andre. "What are they trying to do in the hall?" Could it be that we have been exposed? ”

"Probably not, if we are exposed, they will definitely take action."

"That's supposed to be against the Birds." Andre. Puknovsky took a shallow breath and continued: "Now that the competition has begun, you contact Karachev, let him in, go inside and wait for the opportunity to act, it is best to let Tang Yulan and the Emperor of Martial Arts be buried underground forever." ”

"Yes!" After Ivanov finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Hurriedly contacted Karachev, the most powerful assassination king of the Soviet Union.

Andre. Pkonovsky heard a commotion outside, looked up, and saw that it was the reporters and the crowd of good deeds, who had joined forces and poured into the hall, and the security guards were struggling to support them, and they were about to break through the defense.

Andre. Pknovsky smiled coldly and sent a few of his men to break through the defense, which was not a difficult task for him. When these people are all inside, it will be much easier to fish in troubled waters when the time comes, so he turned on his phone and gave another order out.

At the same time, the ground under his feet trembled again, faster and more urgent than the previous two strikes.

In the underground field, the Emperor of Martial Arts and Tang Yulan were fighting fiercely, their bodies were as fast as streamers, and their fists were even sonic booms, ten times faster than machine guns.

On the top floor, the chandeliers can't withstand the space shock, pop! It fell to the ground, the glass shattered, and the white energy-saving lamp hidden inside rolled out.

Qin Kehai covered his ears with both hands, his face turned pale, his heart trembled, he couldn't sit still.

More and more rich people choose to leave, these rich people have worked hard for the company for a long time, and some have lost their bodies in women, and their bodies are not as good as ordinary people, and they do not have the physical fitness to watch the game at all, and even the bodyguards next to them are also very difficult physically.

Sitting on the chair, only Zhou Cunxiao remained the same, and the man with a national face wearing a waiter's costume had disappeared.

The man with the national face is the fallen demon king, and now the scene is too intense, if he continues to stay, it is very likely that he will expose himself, so he chooses a place to hide first.

Although the head of Tang and the emperor of martial arts fought with his fists and feet, but when blocking, there was still cold air running into the body along the pores, if it was an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would be frozen directly by the cold, fortunately, he is a regular person and will not be frozen, but because of his body, the toxicity has not been completely expelled, and he cannot exert his full strength, and gradually falls behind.

Tang Yulan gasped, a drop of sweat swept across his cheeks, and his eyes were unprecedentedly solemn.

It's so powerful, this fist is smeared with the oil of the Indian country, it's so hard!

"Weak!" The Emperor of Martial Arts flipped the thumbs up at the head of the Tang regiment, his fingertips pointing downward, full of disdain.

"Phew!" Tang Yulan spit out a mouthful of blood and spit, and said: "I don't even know how to make tongue twisters, I'm embarrassed to say that I'll teach you one more sentence, 'Emperor Wu loves to be jealous, wash his plus-size pants, cover up his shame and climb the tree, see a deer, take away his pants, chase the deer with his bare buttocks, kick over a jar of vinegar, kneel down and lick the vinegar, and there is no deer and pants. 'Will it be?' His voice was choppy, and when he finished speaking, he coughed violently.

Ren Wujian pinched the mineral water bottle in his hand in all directions and said, "This guy is looking for death." He felt no movement behind him, and when he turned his head, Okada's body was twitching and sweating profusely.

It looks like he's been poisoned.

Ren Wujian was about to ask what was going on, and there was a bang in the middle of the venue, like a thunderstorm exploding above the nine heavens.

The Emperor of Martial Arts, Tiandao Yiming, took advantage of Tang Yulan's coughing and his whole body was unable to condense, and punched him in the heart.

It was this punch that roared, and the sky seemed to collapse, Tang Yulan's figure flew out like a meteor, and instantly smashed through the three marble pillars used to support the space of the venue, hit the weapon rack sixty meters away, and hit the wall with the weapon rack.

It's just the power of a punch!!

After Zhou Cunxiao saw it, his face finally changed color.

This punch carried all the anger of the Martial Emperor, directly knocked Tang Yulan away, and hit the wall with the weapon rack, falling into it more than a meter deep.

Zhu Jingyuan and the others were even more dumbfounded!

That's the person who killed the super soldier Commander Tang, who made hell helpless!

"I ...... Evil...... Circle! Mouth! Cause! The Emperor of Martial Arts said coldly.

"Not good!" Zhao Donghui shouted: "This marble pillar is load-bearing, and it can't be interrupted!" He looked up in horror, and the light tube on the top steel frame was so dazzling that he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Zhao Donghui, what are you talking about?" Cao Mingzheng heard it clearly, and said sharply: "You say, this place is likely to collapse?" ”

"Not now, it's supported by a steel structure." Zhao Donghui was drenched in cold sweat, he couldn't wipe it clean, and said tremblingly: "But wait a minute, I can't say for sure!" They are so powerful, who knows if they will dismantle the load-bearing objects again. His eyes were full of fear.

There was another panic in the audience.

Ren Wujian was shouting loudly: "Zhao Donghui, where are you, get out of here." How did my person get poisoned? ”

Zhao Donghui shrunk his neck, as if he wanted to cry and couldn't cry.

"Get on the elevator, we're going out!"

"Get out of the way, you fools."

Before Cao Mingzheng could ask clearly, he was knocked away.

Matthew Baker's mouth kept wide open, maintaining a frightened appearance, and he glared hard, not believing that Captain Tang would be defeated so easily.

The two cameramen set up their cameras and stepped back again and again, their backs already pressed against the wall. A young man with glasses said: "Great director, if you go back this time, your salary will be doubled for me." ”

The Emperor of Martial Arts walked under his feet, the stones and gravel around him trembled, the dust swept in all directions, he grabbed it with both hands, and the chaotic dust condensed with the water molecules, gathering around the palm, more and more.

The Martial Emperor's arms were stretched out, his palms were spread out, and countless ice cubes were condensed above his arms, flashing with seven-colored light under the illumination of the light, which was extremely gorgeous.

Then, with the flick of his fingers, arcs of electricity spread out from his fingertips, connecting a large number of ice cubes into a power grid.

The Emperor of Martial Arts shouted: "Die!" With a shake of his shoulder, his arm grew twenty centimeters out of thin air, and countless ice cubes were pushed out, shooting towards the hollows of the wall like lightning, and the ice cubes pulled out arcs of lightning in the air!

Death-like loneliness within the walls.

Plop Plop Puff !!

A series of ice picks pierced the walls, smashing them into holes, and the broken steel bars sprang out like poisonous snakes as the mottled and peeled cement mixture, some still buzzing and trembling.

The scalp of the rich people was numb, and some thought that the battle was over, so they stood there stupidly and wiped their sweat, and some shouted: "Who stepped on my feet, my eighty-dollar berluti shoes!" ”

Even in the corridor, the cries of fear still came and went, and someone shouted: "Why is the elevator broken, and it can't come down?" ”

Several rich people at the elevator entrance are like ants on a hot pot, in a hurry, and the bodyguards who carry them have already taken their guns and are ready to deal with various problems.

"There's an elevator over there!" Someone shouted, running to the other side of the hallway.

There were a total of four elevators leading to the underground site, but these rich people found that none of the four elevators worked.

The elevator didn't break, but the people from the crime club cracked the elevator code and locked the elevator.

"Where's the waiter? Zhao Donghui, come over to me! Ren Wujian roared loudly, and he called Okamoto in the lobby to block the elevator entrance and prevent anyone from escaping. Okada and several of his subordinates were inexplicably poisoned, and he had to investigate this matter thoroughly.

Ren Wujian Bafang believes that this incident must have something to do with the Flying Bird Troupe, maybe they pretended to be waiters, or maybe someone hid in the dark and secretly poisoned them.

Compared to the panic and chaos of everyone, Tiandao Yiming seemed very quiet, he put his hands behind his back, his eyes kept falling on the wall dozens of meters away, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, and he felt a fierce aura.

Click!

Several huge masonry bricks and maces pressed into discus popped out of the depression.

The swarthy notches were like the open mouth of a demon, and the steel bars were his fangs.

The two hands slowly stretched out, the fingers clasped the crack in the wall, and the whole body slowly leaned out of it.

The crowd held their breath.

I saw Tang Yulan's clothes in rags, and he stepped on a red brick and stood still, staggering. There are still a few blood holes on his chest and limbs, but the wound has stopped bleeding and is gradually healing, his current physique is strong and metamorphosed, and the penetrating wound will not affect life, and the strong healing ability will repair the wound in a very short time, if you look at it with a magnifying glass, you can clearly see the granulation growth and the plexus linked.

Tang Yulan turned his arm behind his back and pulled out a severed blade from his back.

Laugh at! A cloud of bright red blood splattered from the broken veins.

Tang Yulan threw the blade of the knife on the ground and opened his mouth, his chest was stuffy and painful, and he couldn't say anything. He rubbed the cervical vertebrae under the back of his head with his left hand, and slowly pushed up his chest with his left hand, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm with blood, and then his throat was much smoother, and he gasped twice, and said, "Despicable." You are also a top master, and you actually sneak attack when Lao Tzu is coughing! Do you want to be shameless? ”

"Life and death...... What ......" Ren Wujian explained with great difficulty, and as soon as he was halfway through his words, he was interrupted by Tang Yulan before he could explain clearly.

"Despicable or not?!"

"I ......"

"You're done, your character is too bad." Tang Yulan was depressed in his heart, he used to sneak attack others, but now he was attacked by others, and he was still attacked by a master who was more powerful than himself.