Chapter 699: Countdown to Kill

The people at the scene clearly understood that Tang Yulan was seriously injured in an ambush, and now he is completely at a disadvantage. In addition, after a series of battles, his spirit and spirit have already been consumed.

Looking at Longjiangyun again, recuperating, his body is at its peak, his eyes are as bright as stars, and his breath is full of breath between one breath and one breath. Compared with the two, even a ninety-year-old lady with dazzling eyes can see clearly and understand.

Long Jiangyun laughed, pointed at Tang Yulan and said, "You are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, even if I give you ten minutes, what can you do with me?" ”

The members of the Dragon Pattern Society laughed in agreement, and someone specially turned on the stopwatch on the mobile phone to time, and shouted: "There are still forty seconds, Commander Tang, you can win, I will kneel down and lick the soles of your shoes." ”

Everyone was happy and laughed unscrupulously.

Tang Yulan took out the cigarette case again, a wisp of blood slowly oozed from the corner of his mouth, and smiled bitterly: "The cigarette is broken, you don't have to compensate me." ”

"Haha...... Seeing that he is poor, he even smokes Lushan for five yuan. ”

"You're mistaken, it's three dollars a pack, and five dollars is a hard box. I didn't expect the Flying Bird Group to be so poor, and I smoked twelve yuan a pack. ”

"Thirty-two seconds left!"

Tang Yulan put the cigarette in his mouth, fumbled in his pocket, only took out a broken lighter, and a few crumpled coins, and sighed helplessly.

"It's really his grandmother's shabby, look at the sum of these money, it's not fifty yuan."

The crowd burst into laughter again.

Seeing his style, Long Jiangyun obviously didn't put himself in his eyes, and his qi organs shifted, reminding: "Tang Yulan, there are still more than twenty seconds!" "In such a short period of time, even if a 12-magnitude earthquake suddenly erupts, it is impossible to take your own life.

At the last moment, instead of being negligent, he took a deep breath, his abdomen was inverted, his chest was enlarged to a circumference of twenty centimeters, and the buttons of his shirt were opened, revealing his broad and strong pectoral muscles, thick chest hair, and the joints of his whole body crackled like fried beans.

"Quick, record Brother Long's most courageous time." Someone shouted, hurriedly took out his mobile phone, picked up the video function, and pressed the video. 02

There are just over ten seconds left.

Everyone was silent, and the audience was silent. Nervous lips were dry, his heart was pounding, his eyes were locked on Tang Yulan and Long Jiangyun.

Time seems to freeze, and the years no longer pass.

The air seemed to be drained, and the invisible oppression made people gasp.

"Drink!"

Long Jiangyun couldn't bear it, burst into a shout, and swung his fist up.

"Tear up!"

Before the fist arrived, the sleeves were broken first, and the whole person's momentum was like the sun at noon, scorching to the extreme, with two currents in his cold eyes, and the tattoo on his right arm burned even more dazzling and bewitching.

"Bang!"

Just heard a loud sound, and the fist had already smashed into Tang Yulan's chest, shattering his flesh and skin.

"Bang bang!"

Long Jiangyun's fists were as fast as machine guns, and in less than a second, six fists were thrown out in a row.

In the battle of life and death, if the enemy has reservations, it will definitely be you who suffers. Long Jiangyun's heart is as clear as a mirror, even if he has the upper hand, he will be ruthless when he strikes, leaving Tang Yulan no chance to rebel. 02

The man who took the mobile phone video was stunned, Long Jiangyun's speed was too fast, and the naked eye couldn't catch it at all, and the mobile phone video showed only a blurry shadow.

Only Liu Ming could see what was going on, with a hint of shock and a smile in his eyes, and his fist speed was so fast that it could almost be compared to the super soldier Torres Boone that day.

Tang Yulan's body shook again and again, stepping on the debris under his feet, and raising choking smoke.

"Seven seconds left." The man looking at the stopwatch screamed, and after another second, he looked frightened, and retreated again and again in the impact of the strong wind, stepped on the bullet casing, and almost slipped to the ground.

"Die!" Long Jiangyun burst into tears, sucked in the air in front of him in an instant, his chest cavity expanded again, the muscles of his right arm were twisted, and under the tattoo, he could see the blood vessels like a winding earthworm, and the fist like a dragon exploring the sea blasted towards Tang Yulan's heart again.

He's going to end the fight with one punch.

Suddenly, Tang Yulan's eyes opened, and two strange rays of light shot out of his eyes, with a compelling arrogance, hotter than the sun, but deeper than the night, and more resentful than time, with a trace of confusion, but the gaze was firmly terrifying.

The fist wind swept by, blowing Tang Yu's blue skin floating, and the blood on his body splashed out.

With a sneer in Tang Yulan's eyes, he rushed forward with his fist, and what made people feel strange was that a flame actually burned on his fist, and the actual flame shone brightly on his face.

Long Jiangyun had a premonition of extreme danger in an instant, but his fist could no longer be withdrawn, and with a bang, it hit Tang Yulan's heart, but it seemed to hit the ocean.

The sea is inclusive, even though this punch has tens of millions of catties, it can still be borne and absorbed by the vast ocean.

At the same time, Long Jiangyun felt in horror that the air around his fist seemed to freeze, becoming an unbreakable shackle, sealing half of his arm inside.

Tang Yulan's fist was not fast when it swung in, but it seemed to have the weight of a mountain, hitting Long Jiangyun's chest with a speed visible to the naked eye, the fur was broken, and the fist was directly inserted into Long Jiangyun's body with a devastating momentum, breaking the ribs inch by inch, and the fist wind blurred the lung lobes and twisted them, breaking the vertebrae, protruding from the back, and bringing out a bewitching spark.

Although Long Jiangyun has comprehended some tattoo abilities, his muscles are meticulous, and his physical functions are far stronger than normal people, Tang Yulan has a heavenly Fuxi bone, which is the strongest among many bone phases, and there is no one. Even if the fine steel grabs his fist, it will only suffer.

"Three...... Two...... One ......"

The stopwatch countdown ends.

Everyone was stunned and watched the last moment of the battle with wide eyes.

The man on video craned his neck and didn't move.

Time seems to have frozen.

Tang Yulan and Long Jiangyun's bodies stopped, facing each other and fist-to-body, maintaining a strange posture.

Long Jiangyun's stiff neck slowly lowered his head, his mouth opened wide, and not a drop of blood flowed out of his chest, because the wounds had been burned by the fire on his fist, with a smell of burnt meat.

The mighty face was full of horror, and he muttered, "Impossible...... Impossible......" The voice was weak, and the tattoo on his right arm was like a withered flower, dull in color, slowly hiding in his skin and disappearing.

Tang Yulan raised a kick and kicked Long Jiangyun away, his fist was withdrawn from his chest, and the external air and the negative pressure in Long Jiangyun's body formed a convection, and blood suddenly spurted out.

In addition to the hot blood, there were also flesh foam, bone slag, internal organs and other tissues splattered, and along with it flew out a yellow thing in the pocket, crumpled, like a parchment roll, but not quite like it.