Heads-up is a head-on collision between a man and a man, even if it hits the head and breaks the blood flow, it will be a point. Long Xiaoqi must face Lin Feiyang, and in the same way, if Lin Feiyang does not completely defeat Long Xiaoqi from the proof, it will always be a hurdle in his heart.

Three days later, the Gambia.

It's still the mountains and forests, it's still the same field. The forest, which was burned by the last fire, is the best place to go head-to-head, open and spacious. When Lin Feiyang came here, Long Xiaoqi had been waiting here for a long time.

It would still be dawn, and although it was already dark, the sun had not yet risen. The humidity and heat enveloped the area, there was not even wind, and the air was so suffocating that it was difficult to breathe.

The clearing was surrounded by mercenaries who had rushed to watch the battle, and there were even mercenaries on their way. In their eyes, Long Xiaoqi is already the spokesperson and spiritual leader of African mercenaries. When contemporary spokespersons want to have a life-and-death confrontation with others, they have a reason to be there.

It's help, it's protection.

"Cheer up, boys, if the Flag Guards are defeated, maybe we'll have to help him." One of the mercenary leaders whispered to his people, "Helping him is helping us, otherwise we will be the same as before." ”

"Understand, the death of the flag guards does us no good."

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All mercenaries understand this, and when the commission is reduced to eight percent, when the brokers' guild is re-established, it is the greatest protection for their interests. If their spokesman dies today, maybe everything will go back to the way it was.

Of course, this does not mean that the commission of African mercenaries is determined by Long Xiaoqi, and it must be maintained for a period of time if it is reduced to this extent. When everyone thinks it's normal, then it's the norm.

There are at least thousands of mercenaries in the mountains and forests, and theoretically they don't belong to anyone, but in practice, they are all Long Xiaoqi's people. When it comes to the essence, it is still a relationship of interests, but this relationship of interests is not conspicuous and is named justice.

In addition to mercenaries, there are also many professional soldiers here. They are masked and their eyes are exposed, and they are two opposing forces in clear contrast to the mercenaries.

These are Lin Feiyang's people, and he is also prepared. Because he knows Long Xiaoqi's urine nature, he may be leading a group of people to single him out. It's just that Lin Feiyang thought wrong this time, Long Xiaoqi is a real heads-up, and it is very rare to carry out pure heads-up.

"Take so many people to sing a big opera?" Lin Feiyang made a mocking sound.

"yes, no?" Long Xiaoqi took a sip of white wine and said with a smile: "Why are you bringing so many people?" Square dancing? ”

Comparatively speaking, the number of mercenaries is larger, and the people brought by Lin Feiyang occupy a disadvantage in numbers. But the numerical disadvantage does not mean the disadvantage in strength, this is almost all of Lin Feiyang's strength, five or six hundred people.

For this heads-up, the affairs of Europe and the United States were put down, and all the staff were assembled.

"Listen to me-" Long Xiaoqi held the wine jug and said loudly: "This is my grudge with Lin Feiyang, no one is allowed to make a move, even if I die here!" ”

The sound reached the ears of the mercenaries, and they were heard clearly.

"You too!" Lin Feiyang raised his hand and said loudly at his own people: "This is a heads-up that is only related to the grievances of the two of us, and it has nothing to do with anything else. Don't make a move, even if I die! ”

Both of them sent a clear signal, and when this signal is given, it is life and death. It is destined to be a battle between men and men, and the battle between men and men is a battle of dignity.

Instead of guns, they chose to use knives. Because the knife is the greatest release, the knife sees blood, and the knife enters the flesh, this is the contest between men.

Long Xiaoqi and Lin Feiyang stood facing each other, twenty meters apart. One faces east and one faces west.

Long Xiaoqi, who was facing the east, raised his head to drink, and after drinking the spirits of a wine jug, he picked up a wine jug and poured it into his mouth. This kind of drinking posture made the hearts of the people watching the battle around him palpitate, many of them knew that Long Xiaoqi liked to drink, but they never knew that he could drink so much.

Lin Feiyang was motionless, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he adjusted his state to the best.

"Ahh ——" Long Xiaoqi spit out a mouthful of wine, stretched out the wine jug to Lin Feiyang and said, "Do you want to have some?" I invite you to drink. ”

"Drinking alcohol can suppress the injury, but it will make you die faster." Lin Feiyang calmly said to Long Xiaoqi: "Your nervous reaction will slow down, resulting in a slower speed, which is the negative effect of alcohol. I know you've always been hurt, and after drinking so much alcohol, you're dead. Also, I never drink. ”

In order to achieve the best condition, Long Xiaoqi must use spirits to suppress the injury. But while the liquor suppressed the injury, the alcohol affected his nerves the most, slowing down his reactions.

Lin Feiyang is barely a super strong, but no matter whether he is reluctant or not, he is a super strong. What is Long Xiaoqi? At most, it is only a strong man, and the strong man has no chance of winning against the super strong.

Of course, Long Xiaoqi knows how to assassinate, although he has never assassinated a super strong, but he may not be able to die. Many of the instructors of divine punishment are only strong, but they can complete the assassination of super strong.

"I know, I know, but I have to fight you head-on today." Long Xiaoqi snorted wine and said: "Men need dignity and must not be trampled on." Sometimes, even if you die, you have to keep your dignity. ”

"There is dignity when you have a life to live, and there is no dignity at all when you die." Lin Feiyang squinted at Long Xiaoqi and said, "I'll wait for you, don't worry." ”

"Hahahaha...... That's why we'll never be able to drink together! By the way, you don't drink alcohol, and you don't understand the role of alcohol. Long Xiaoqi poured a big sip of liquor and laughed: "Dignity is meant to die, dignity is not meat. Body, it's spirit! Hahahaha......"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ……”

Long Xiaoqi drank in a big gulp, his Adam's apple stirred, and he drank all the wine in the jug in one go.

Three pots of spirits, three catties. When he drank the three pots of spirits, the whole person appeared to be crumbling. I drank too much, really drank too much, so much so that I felt unsteady when I stood there.

But Long Xiaoqi is absolutely okay, comfortable, there is no stagnation in the chest and abdomen, and the pain is driven away without a trace.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning stabbed Long Xiaoqi's eyes, making the dew drops bloom with a crystal colorful light.

"Come on!" Long Xiaoqi let out a roar.

The battle of life and death begins in an instant, a battle between a drunk man and a super strongman!