Needless to say, no one knows what the scene means at this time.

The tall man and the tower picked up the dagger on the ground and glanced at each other.

At that time, a trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the iron tower, as if there was a sense of resentment.

The tall man stood still, as if he wanted to wait for the tower to rush up first.

A hint of disdain flashed at the corner of the tower's mouth, and then he ran two steps, the dagger turned, swept across the chest of the big tall man, the big tall body leaned back suddenly, dodged, and held the knife with his backhand, and stabbed the neck of the tower fiercely.

The tall man was beaten and took a step back.

I couldn't help but sweat secretly for the tall man, it was obvious that the tower had already grasped the weakness of the tall man's slow movement, so he grabbed this little bit as soon as he came up.

The tall man also seems to see that in terms of physical fitness alone, the iron tower is not inferior to him in any way, and in terms of flexibility, the iron tower is even higher than him.

So after the big tall man was repulsed, he carefully avoided the tower and kept a distance from him.

The tower avoided the edge of the big tall man several times, took the initiative to retreat, mainly defended, and from time to time looked at the opportunity to attack a blow.

After a few rounds of them, my face grew more solemn because I found the tower more difficult to deal with than I had imagined.

His moves are very strange and unpredictable, and they seem to have evolved from a fusion of many martial arts routines, each move is very simple, but they are all very tricky and ruthless.

If you can't dodge, it's enough to eat his tricks.

The tower attacked a few times, saw that Da Gao blindly avoided, stood up, smiled disdainfully, threw the dagger to the ground, opened his hands, waved at Da Gao, and motioned for him to come up.

The people below suddenly boiled and began to coax, scolding the big tall soft eggs, especially the Russians.

The tall man glanced at the people below, hesitated, and then threw the dagger to the ground.

Suddenly there was another shout from below, cheering up Da Gao, but it was basically from our team and the black team.

The tall man didn't choose to dodge this time, and when the tower rushed up, he slammed into it, flashed his body, dodged the fist swung by the tower, and then twisted his body, and came up from the bottom up with a punch that hit the tower's jaw.

"Good!"

Our team and the black team burst into cheers.

It seems that the black team, like us, hates the Eiffel Tower and his gang of Russians.

I taught him this trick, and it is similar to the trick I used to beat the black man yesterday, and I learned it from Baoqiang.

The tower received the punch and took a few steps back before standing, turning his head away and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The tall man didn't give him a chance to breathe, and rushed to him in a few steps, slamming his fist into the front door of the tower again.

But when his fist was about a few centimeters away from the face of the tower, he suddenly stopped, and saw the iron claw-like hand of the tower grasp his fist tightly, raised his head, and looked at him fiercely.

Da Gao was obviously stunned, obviously he didn't expect the tower to be able to catch his powerful punch.

Not only the tall one, but everyone below was also stunned.

Tie Tower's face was cold, and while he was stunned, he punched him in the temple with a sweep.

The big tall man reacted in time, his left hand was slammed up, and he used his forearm to block the iron tower's punch, but the iron tower had already made a back move, and quickly kicked the big tall man's abdomen, and the big tall man fell to the ground in an instant.

Before the tall man could get up, the tower rushed over and punched the tall man's head, but the tall man jerked away, and he punched the ground.

The tall man made a gesture to get up, but the tower kicked away his hand that was holding the ground, then grabbed his wrist with both hands, and rolled on the ground, making a gesture to give the tall man a armbar.

I couldn't help but mention it violently, because for people at the level of the tower, once the cross is formed, there is almost no solution.

The tall man seemed to react, bowed his body, kicked his feet, and rolled in the direction of the iron tower, breaking his armbar.

But at this time, the tower turned around and pressed the ground to shine on the tall man, and there was a kick on his head.

The force of this kick seemed to be very large, and the tall man was kicked to the side and was in a daze, and he didn't get up at all.

“Getup！ Getup！ ……”

Both our squad and the black squad shouted in unison to the tall man on the stage to get him to his feet.

But the big tall body was rolling back and forth on the ground slightly, and he just couldn't get up.

By this time, the tower had already walked up to him, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Da Gao heard the shouts below, put his hands on the ground, and stood up to get up, but the tower did not hesitate to punch him in the face.

The tall man slammed his head on the wooden platform, making a muffled bang, and he lay on the ground with a large character, panting heavily, and almost lost consciousness.

“Getup！ Getup！ ……”

I shouted loudly again with the crowd, and the tall man stood up.

But it was quickly suppressed by the applause of the Russians and the other side.

The tower circled around the tall man, his face full of smugness, as if a hunter was examining his prey.

The tower looked up at me, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then he stepped aside, picked up the dagger on the ground, and walked over to the tall man.

My face changed, and I immediately knew what he was going to do.

The men on our side and the black squad stopped talking for a moment, while the Russians and the rest of the squad cheered loudly.

I turned my head to look at the referee in the audience, who didn't mean to stop him in the slightest.

I turned my head to look at the high-ranking figures in the stands, and they had playful smiles on their faces, as if they were watching a good play.

Looking at their expressions of enjoyment, I suddenly realized at this moment that they didn't treat us as human beings at all!

By this time, the tower had already tore the collar of the tall man who was in a semi-conscious state on the ground, and dragged him to his feet, the tower tightly hooked his neck with his arm, and put the dagger between the neck of the tall man with the other hand, and looked up at me.

"Stop!"

I shouted, and then made a gesture to rush forward, but was immediately beaten back by the guards in front of the platform.

At the same time, a small smile curled up at the corner of Tie Tower's mouth, staring at me deadly, and the knife in his hand was gently pulled, and blood gushed out.

My body froze instantly, frozen in place, and looked at the tall man on the stage with a dull expression.

As soon as the iron tower hand was released, the big tall body fell on the platform, falling into his own red blood.

The tower opened its arms and looked proud, accepting the cheers of the people below.

Then he turned to look at me, and reached out to me, pulling his hand between my neck, and making a throat-slitting motion, meaning that tomorrow I would end up with the big tall one.

I clenched my fists tightly and waited for him, thinking that I must avenge Da Gao.

When the tall body was disposed of, I applied to the instructor and went to sea with me.

The way we deal with the dead here is very simple, pull them into the sea with a boat, and make sure that the bodies will be gone without a trace in a few days.

The instructor didn't agree to let me go to sea with me, but he agreed that I would go with me to see off Da Gao for the last ride.

The tall man was too long, and the two soldiers carried it and shook it, and when they reached the boat, they threw it into the boat as if they were throwing a bag of garbage.

As I watched the ship sail towards the sea in the distance, I saw a tall face again.

"If there's only one person who can leave, I hope that person is you."

The tall man's words rang in my ears again, and my promise to escape from here with him instantly came to naught.

The instructor walked over, handed me a cigarette, patted me lightly on the shoulder, and said, "I know that you have a bad relationship with him, and I think it's a pity that he died, if you want to avenge him, you will beat me hard tomorrow." ”

After more than a year of training here, I felt that my emotions were also numbed by the training, and the death of the tall man made my originally calm blood boil again.

I gently snuffed out the cigarette in my hand.

Die.

The tower must die.