"How's it going?" In the main control room on the eighteenth floor of the basement, Clinton, who was dressed in a white coat, stood in front of the display screen, looked at Andreev and Muay Thai Sangkang who were fighting on the screen, and asked in a deep voice.

A black-haired young man standing next to Clinton shook his head and said, "It's not good, Porto lost contact with him twenty minutes ago, and the surveillance devices on those floors seem to have been tampered with, and we can't monitor the specific situation there now." But what is certain is that the vital signs of Potu and Garner are still good, as for the others..... The heartbeat has stopped for a long time. ”

Hearing this, Clinton lowered his head, and a touch of complexity appeared in his brown eyes, "Yes, the middle-level backbone of the Zmitch family....... There are so many casualties. ”

After glancing at Clinton's reaction, the black-haired young man reached out very lazily and stroked his long slender and handsome black hair and said, "In addition, Ziming and Abel are also seriously injured, and their lives are currently hanging by a thread, and the young master will definitely not be able to rush back in a short time, and Carl is there........ Aside from Barrons, one of the other two who went to control Karl was dead, and one was close to death. ”

The young man looked at Andreev in the computer monitor and shrugged his shoulders, "But Sangkang shouldn't have any problems here, his ability is just Andreev's nemesis, but I can't guarantee it, after all, Andreev's fighting will is too strong, not the kind of character like Wesling who completely falls down when he is beaten down, Sangkang may suffer a small loss." ”

After speaking, the young man stretched his waist very lazily and said, "But our manpower is not enough, if there is any more accidents.......

Listening to the young man's story, Clinton stood there without saying a word, and fell into a long thought. It was only after five minutes that he asked, "How's Madame?" ”

The young man shrugged his shoulders with a sigh, "It's not good, someone hit the back of the head with a heavy object, and it's more than once, but after my treatment, Madame is no longer in any serious trouble, but she may have to stay in bed for a while." ”

As he spoke, the young man glanced at Huang Xiaobei, who was standing on the monitor and watching Andreev being beaten up, but couldn't help anything, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "But this guy is really amazing, he seems to be immune to all our spiritual abilities, you must know that Madame's abilities will be affected even if they are prophets, but they are of no use to him." ”

The young man touched his smooth chin with interest, "Well, it's kind of interesting, but I don't know if he can still hold on to the eternal sinking of Deputy Minister Pierce?" ”

Clinton also glanced at the yellow commissioner who was scared to death on the monitor, and the corners of his mouth were slightly outlined, "He can't just be described as surprising, he looks so speechless on the surface, but in fact ......."

Speaking of this, Clinton lowered his head and sighed, "Yes, after all, her mother was the Holy Key back then, although he only inherited half of it, but as the key to opening the road to eternal life, it can't be too useless." ”

As soon as he thought of this, Clinton ordered in a deep voice, "There are not enough people, in this case, let's release the two useless test specimens on the 17th floor, it's not Karl anyway, Andreev and Wesling probably won't think of anything, let's make sure that tonight's guests won't leave early." ”

"Well, I'll do it." The black-haired young man nodded, turned and left the main control room.

Clinton looked back at him, "Be careful, try not to get into trouble with them, you're not in good health." ”

The young man waved his hand casually, "Got it." ”

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Ten floors underground.

"Ulla!" With Brother Maozi's roar, the heavy fist in his right hand suddenly swelled nearly twice, like a ferocious hammer slammed into the Muay Thai Sang Kang in front of him.

"Bang!" The heavy punch hit Sang Kang's raised and blocked arms, but under that huge gravity, Sang Kang was beaten back a full six steps in a row with one punch! In the end, it was because this force was too great that he couldn't unload all of it, so he staggered to one leg and fell to the ground!

"Poof!" Muay Thai Sangkang, who was on the cold floor with one hand on the ground with one hand, had a touch of red flowing from the corner of his mouth, but his internal organs were shaken as if he was overturning the river and the sea, but he looked up at Andreev opposite with indifferent eyes. Soon, the corners of his mouth were slightly outlined, and he asked a sentence in his native language, "แค่แรงนิดหน่อย?" (Is that all there is to it)?"

Brother Maozi was stunned when he heard this, and the next moment, his eyes were blood-red, and he rushed forward directly at high speed with high fighting spirit, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Sang Kang, who was kneeling on one knee! Looking at Sang Kang, who was kneeling in place and not moving, the right arm of Brother Maozi's green muscles was like a dragon, raised high, smashed it hard, and shouted loudly, "Thirty times the heavy punch!" ”

And it was at this moment that Muay Thai Sang Kang, who was kneeling on one knee, smiled coldly, then supported the ground with one palm, his body flipped, and a sharp whip leg slapped Andreev's head.

"Bang!" Under the powerful whip leg, Brother Maozi was instantly kicked to the emptiness of his brain, and by the time he came to his senses, Sang Kang had already stood up, followed by his sharp iron fist as fast as raindrops!

"Bang bang bang!" Muay Thai Sang Kang's fists were like sharp blades in Chu Zifeng's hands, so fast that it was unimaginable, and the dazzling iron fists followed one after another like raindrops falling from the sky!

"Bang bang bang!" Three punches in a row smashed into the face of the Maozi brothers, and Andreev, who was caught off guard, was beaten in an instant, and then, the lightning-fast iron fist hit the Maozi brothers again in the face, head, eyes, and chest! In just a dozen seconds, he received at least thirty punches!

"Ahh In the face of the fierce iron fist that seemed to never stop, Andreev, who was unwilling to be beaten like this, let out a deafening roar of anger in his throat, ignoring the fierce iron fist that Sang Kang was still attacking wantonly in front of him, the Maozi brothers, who were full of blood, raised their arms at the same time, and hit Sang Kang's head hard, shouting, "Fifty times the heavy punch!" ”

However, just when Brother Maozi raised his fists, Sang Kang's eyes were over, and he instantly squatted down, dodging the terrifying punch of Brother Maozi above his head! At the same time, maintaining a half-squat position, his right fist was suddenly clenched, and a fierce cannon punch was slammed out, hitting Andreev's chest fiercely! "Poof!" With the clear sound of bones breaking, a large mouthful of thick blood spurted out of Brother Maozi's mouth, and Sang Kang directly broke the three ribs in his chest with a real heavy punch!

In the next second, Sang Kang got up quickly, and while his hands suddenly grabbed the arms of the Maozi brothers, he suddenly pulled forward! When Brother Maozi was grabbed by him and his arms collided in front of him, Sang Kang's iron-like left knee suddenly lifted and hit Brother Maozi in the chest hard!

"Bang bang bang!" Sang Kang grabbed the hands of the Maozi brothers, and slammed his knee towards Andreev's chest as if he was crazy!

"Poof!" Mouthfuls of blood spurted out of Brother Maozi's mouth, and under a series of efficient and powerful attacks, his pupils were dilated for a moment.

After twelve ferocious knee blows, Sang Kang slowly let go of Andreev, who had no strength to fight back in front of him, but the moment he let go of his hands, the Russian Maozi in front of him, who had been beaten by himself, suddenly raised his blood-covered face! He let out a roar of rage at himself arrogantly and madly, and his scarred punch was raised again, and his eyes burned with rage, as resolute as those Soviet men who rushed out of the flames!

"Ula ——!"

"Bang!" Before Brother Maozi could finish speaking, and before the heavy punch could be raised, Sang Kang suddenly threw out a backspin kick and kicked him the right cheek, kicking Brother Maozi to the ground with one kick.

Andreev slammed on the ground, and the ribs in his chest were almost all broken, and he tried to struggle to get up again, however, Sankang also arrived.

Facing Andreev, who was lying on the ground and had not yet been able to get up, Muay Thai Sangkang, who followed up in an instant, rushed to Andreev in the blink of an eye, and in the next second, the iron fists of both hands hit Andreev's face without reservation.

"Bang bang bang!" Punch after punch fell, Sang Kang's eyes were cold, and each punch he raised was accompanied by a large splash of blood.

After a full eighteen punches, seeing that Brother Maozi's face had been beaten by himself to the point of flesh and blood, and he couldn't see the original appearance, Sang Kang didn't stop it, on the contrary, he slowly got up, and suddenly raised his right leg and aimed it at Andreev's chest! "Bang!" The ruthless right foot stomped heavily on the chest of the Maozi brothers!

"Poof!" A large amount of blood spurted out of Andreev's mouth, and the bloody faces of the Maozi brothers, who could no longer see much of their true face, let out a faint gasp of extremely painful pain.

Lying on the ground, unable to stand up, or even unable to move, he gasped in pain, and with each gasp, a heart-wrenching sound came from his chest, which had most of his ribs broken, followed by a violent cough, and finally, a mouthful of dark red blood mixed with blood foam and broken bones gushing out of his mouth.

Looking at Andreev, who had been completely eliminated by himself in just five minutes, Sang Kang indifferently shook his blood-ridden right fist, stared at Andreev who was lying on the ground and was struggling to breathe, and said indifferently, "Your strength is indeed very strong, but the speed is too slow, it's okay to fight a dozen blood servants, but when you meet a real master, you are as immature as a child." ”

"You have power but you don't know how to use it, you can only rely on brute force, heh, you can't say that, your combat skills and combat quality are still very good, it's just that you met me." After speaking, Muay Thai Sang Kang punched the air beside him twice, and then rubbed his neck quite tiredly, and after making a few bone joint staggering sounds, he looked coldly at Huang Xiaobei, who was sitting on the ground not far away and was pale with fright, and dropped a word.

"Lift them both up and follow me down."

Hearing this, Huang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, and then looked around, well, this thing seems to be talking to himself.