Zhao Yiyi's eyes narrowed, twisted his neck a few times, and didn't look at Lu Hongfei next to him, and strode straight away.

Seeing Zhao Yiyi's crisp performance, Lu Hongfei nodded slightly-of course, Zhao Yiyi couldn't see it at this time.

Zhao Yiyi was not in a hurry, walked through the stairs step by step, walked into the ring, turned a blind eye to the mottled bloodstains of the old and new in the ring, and looked directly at the other party: "You don't need to rest?" ”

Zhao Yiyi's performance made the other party's pupils contract. But the mouth is very tough: "Haha...... Eat and sleep and beat Doudou, beating Doudou is resting.

Ha ha......

Remember, the name that hit you is Feng Haochuan! It will become an eternal shadow in your heart! ”

Zhao Yiyi nodded, walked slowly towards the other party, and said slowly: "Actually, I'm not interested in knowing what your name is, I just know that your name is ugly." ”

The distance between the two was less than three meters as they spoke.

Zhao Yiyi suddenly jumped up, more than ten years of running has exercised an almost instinctive power technique, his body has a bit of a catapult start, and he rushed to Feng Haochuan in two steps.

Feng Haochuan grinned, his teeth were full of blood, and he punched Zhao Yiyi's head.

Zhao Yiyi tilted his head slightly; But Feng Haochuan had already raised one of his legs, and he pushed it between Zhao Yiyi's legs.

Zhao Yiyi pounced directly on the other party, hugged the other party's arms with both hands, and the two fell down together and rolled over.

Suddenly, Zhao Yiyi lowered his head,

"Ahh

A scream erupted.

Zhao Yiyi raised his head and bit half of his ear in his mouth; Then he hit Feng Haochuan's nose and mouth again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Feng Haochuan screamed, but Zhao Yiyi turned a deaf ear. When Feng Haochuan screamed, Zhao Yiyi had already sat up, sat on Feng Haochuan's chest, and smashed his fist at Feng Haochuan's eyes and temples.

After more than a dozen punches, Feng Haochuan rolled his eyes and fainted.

Zhao Yiyi was still going to fight, but Lu Hongfei grabbed Zhao Yiyi's hand, "Okay." ”

Zhao Yiyi stood up and spit out his ears; Then Zhao Yiyi kicked Feng Haochuan hard on the ass again: "Feng Haochuan, right, you owe Brother Lu a life!" If it weren't for Brother Lu pulling me today, I would have kicked you in the head! ”

A young man next to him, who was not much different from Lu Hongfei, walked up with an unsightly face, grabbed Feng Haochuan's collar and dragged it down, picking up half of his ear by the way.

Zhao Yi looked around, stretched out his blood-stained fingers, and hooked around: "Another one!" ”

"I'm coming!" A dark-faced man stood up. The man is afraid that he is 1.9 meters tall and has a strong figure.

It's not the muscular kind of body, but the kind of fat that is slightly strong. But looking at the way this person walks, I'm afraid there is some foundation.

Zhao Yiyi's eyes narrowed.

The other party walked in front of Zhao Yiyi, "Boy, you are crazy." My name is ......"

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Zhao Yi took the initiative to attack.

People don't talk much, they can do it and never move their mouths!

"Hey......" the other party grinned, and stretched out his big hand to grab Zhao Yiyi's fist.

But the experience of 'death' in the past ten times, plus everyone's experience as a ruffian this time, Zhao Yiyi is very experienced.

The fist changed halfway, grabbed the opponent's middle finger, and broke it without even thinking about clicking.

"Whew......" the man let out a terrible scream.

Zhao Yiyi didn't hesitate at all, and pounced on it...... Bite your ears!

"Stop!" Lu Hongfei's voice erupted.

Zhao Yiyi let go of the other party and took three steps back vigilantly. But the other party was already rolling on the ground with his fingers crossed, screaming again and again.

The young man on the opposite side walked up without saying a word, and kicked the man who was rolling. The man's eyes rolled and he fainted. Then he was dragged down by the collar.

When Zhao Yiyi saw it, he was secretly shocked in his heart, but he remained silent and continued to make a provocative gesture around him.

"I'm coming!" Another guy jumped up, only 1.7 meters tall, a head shorter than the current Zhao Yi.

At present, Zhao Yiyi is using the stand-in of 'Zhou Zitao', which is considered an adult height, with a look of 1.85 meters.

The visitor came with squinted eyes, his toes touching the ground, his heels slightly raised. He looks like he walks with a good hand, but he is tense, and he looks experienced in fighting.

Zhao Yi grinned, but continued to hook his fingers defiantly. But the other party sneered, unmoved, and just continued to walk forward in the same posture as before.

Suddenly, both of them moved at the same time.

"Boom ......"

Fist to fist, the click of the dislocation of the joints sounded, and the fists of both of them cracked at the same time, and blood splattered. However, neither of them blinked, and another fist flew out, punching each other in the nose.

"Boom!"

Zhao Yiyi only felt that the bitterness and bitterness welled up in his heart for a moment, and his eyes turned black for a while. But the tenacity and will that have always made Zhao Yi ignore the direct feeling, and continue to attack even if his eyes are black.

The bleeding right fist was released, and according to the previous memory, he grabbed the opponent's wrist, pulled forward hard, and hit it with his head down.

The top of his head seemed to be on the other party's face, and Zhao Yi heard a scream. But at this time, Zhao Yi was like a devil, hugging the other party, and his eyes were still black, but he was familiar with holding the other party's head, touching the other party's ear, and biting down.

Another scream came.

But Zhao Yiyi didn't spare his hand, and smashed it with his fist.

Until now, Zhao Yiyi's eyes were still black.

The other party was not bad, and after screaming, he turned over and got up, and also closed his eyes and beat Zhao Yiming to each other. The two of them fisted to the flesh, blood soaking their clothes and staining the ground.

Maybe it's because neither of them can see it at this time—both of them have the same black eyes in front of them, but they are throwing punches at each other indiscriminately, and from time to time there are fists in the air.

From time to time, the fists fell on each other's faces, and the noses of the two were already broken, and their eyes were probably completely invisible, and the skin of their mouths was broken. On the fist, even white bones were seen.

Suddenly, the other party took a few punches, hugged Zhao Yiyi, and actually learned Zhao Yiyi's state and wanted to bite his ear.

I didn't want Zhao Yiyi to react faster after all, and his shoulders were raised, directly on the other party's chin.

There was only a click, and a few teeth flew out. Zhao Yiyi grabbed the other party's neck and pressed it to the ground, and the kneecap was about to kneel down against the neck.

"Stop!" Lu Hongfei grabbed Zhao Yiyi's clothes and pulled Zhao Yiyi back.

Zhao staggered to the ground one by one. I struggled several times but couldn't get up. With a bloody face, Zhao Yi at this moment looked like a devil. The blood that flows from the nose and mouth is viscous, and the old blood streaks are pulled out on the chin.

The surrounding 'audience' was silent.

Lu Hongfei looked at Zhao Yiyi, then at the young man opposite, and at the person lying in a pool of blood, smiled slightly, and then picked up Zhao Yiyi and left.

In this small gladiatorial arena, the battle continues. The bloody battle frightened some people, but it also made many people's eyes shine.