"Brother Leng, how can you say it, if you admit defeat now, I can kindly spare your life." The machete said proudly.

"Do you believe this?" said Leng Hu coldly.

"You know me." The machete said with a smile.

Although the name of the machete is a machete, I use a long ***, a very shady weapon, extremely lethal.

Leng Hu still took the lead in attacking, with a big knife in his hand, and the knife went as he wished, with the momentum of thunder.

But the seemingly fierce knife was blocked by the machete with ***, and the body shook slightly, both of them are first-level peak soldiers, and they are almost equal in strength at present.

Unlike the fierce fighting style of the cold tiger, the machete move is very insidious, either poking or picking, and specifically beckoning to the next three ways.

The knives stabbed each other, and the two of them were in danger.

After another hard fight, the machete stabbed on the knife surface, Leng Hu's face was full of blood, his heels were weak, he staggered back, and his body with old injuries finally began to be unable to hold on after the first battle.

The people on Shatuo's side of the audience all raised their hearts to their throats.

The machete's eyes lit up, the Mitsubishi thorn in his hand buzzed, a storm-like stab, Leng Hu was still stabbed out of a few triangles left and right, and the bright red blood was sprinkled on the ground like opening a floodgate, and his body finally couldn't stand and knelt down.

Leng Hu and the others on the field were shocked, and they hurriedly got up regardless of their injuries, but where did they have time, the timid people had already closed their eyes and didn't dare to look at it again.

Seeing that the machete grabbed ~ the opportunity, a stab will bring out the cold tiger.

Suddenly, a white~hui palm reached over, pinched *** and stopped an inch in front of Leng Hu's neck.

The machete failed to advance a single point several times, gritted his teeth and pulled back, and his palm was also released, but two blood lines were scraped out by the blood groove, but the owner of the hand didn't care.

"Uncle Tiger, are you alright, the kid is late." It turned out that Chu Fan finally rushed back at the last moment, and quickly rescued Leng Hu.

"What are you doing here, go quickly, this is not a stage for your little kids." Leng Hu didn't react for a while.

"It's okay, leave it to me next." Chu Fan smiled slightly, picked up Leng Hu, and motioned for the others to come up and carry him down.

"Big brother, come back first." Leng Leopard shouted from the audience, others may not have seen it, but he saw it clearly.

How did Chu Fan come first, past everyone, and lightly pinched the weapon of the machete with two fingers, not to mention himself, even if the eldest brother was in good physical condition, he couldn't do it.

Leng Hu was still a little surprised, but looking at Chu Fan's calm smile and his brother's call, he was finally helped off the field suspiciously.

Manager Wang watched this scene with interest.

And the machete looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in shock, and still couldn't believe that his attack was blocked by the other party so lightly, he was a first-level peak soldier, if this was passed out, he wouldn't have to mix.

He glanced back at his subordinates, and sure enough, they all looked at him with puzzled faces.

As soon as the machete gritted his teeth, it doesn't matter what kind of hairy child you are, if you dare to do bad things about Lao Tzu, don't want to live.

You walked in, poked his toes on the ground and raised a cloud of smoke and dust, and stabbed it into the dust in his hand, but he didn't feel like he was not in the flesh, and then he saw that Chu Fan was already standing next to him and looked at him with a smile.

The machete was full of ~ blood, and the other party's expression was clearly teasing him.

Chu Fan did have the intention of playing, not for anything else, but just got a power far beyond the past, and he couldn't use it flexibly, so he just took this opportunity to master it, and also see how much combat power the special core he absorbed brought to himself.

Seeing that the opponent stabbed again, probably because he had become faster, he always felt that the opponent's movements were half a beat slower, and his steps were staggered backwards, and he easily dodged the attack.

After a while, the machete's face had turned from red to purple with anger, and he made dozens of moves in a row, but he was always an inch behind, no matter how he chased after this inch of distance, he couldn't shorten the gap, and the other party was like a child teasing himself.

He has become the biggest laughing stock today, and maybe will be in the future.

With a bang, Chu Fan, who had been walking leisurely and avoiding the opponent's attack, suddenly bullied over and punched the machete in the abdomen.

The machete felt that his stomach was tumbling for a while, so he didn't spit it out, and he felt that his stomach was no longer his own, so he quickly retreated and slowed down for a while.

Poof, the machete actually threw *** into the sand, and it was a straight punch before pounced.

Chu Fan didn't dodge, and he also punched over.

There was a muffled bang, Chu Fan didn't move at all, but the machete took a few steps back, his right arm hung to the side and trembled, he couldn't lift it for a while, and the machete face was full of disbelief.

"It's over."

Chu Fan didn't want to continue fighting, as soon as his right leg landed on the ground, the person had already rushed over.

Before the machete could react, it was hit in the same position by Chu Fan's punch, and the severe pain forced him to grow and howl dryly.

"Shut up." Chu Fan drew ~ out his fist, turned his fist into a palm and held it upward, and a piece of tongue flew out of the opponent's mouth.

The machete's eyes protruded in pain.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Fan picked up the big knife left by Leng Hu on the tip of his toes, took a knife flower in his hand, and slashed at the neck of the machete.

But when the knife edge reached his shoulder, the young man smiled slightly, turned his wrist, and slapped the blade of the knife heavily on the opponent's head.

The person fell with the knife, the machete lay directly on the ground, and a small pit was smashed out of the top of the head, all of which went smoothly, and did not give the other party a chance to react at all.

The young man felt that he was still a little unaccustomed to suddenly letting him kill, but just now, it was difficult for the machete not to be stupid in the future, and he should not come to trouble everyone again.

Chu Fan flipped the cold tiger's big knife, which was indeed more comfortable than his own dog's head knife, but it still felt a little lighter.

At this time, the field was silent.

Leng Hu looked at the young man in the field in surprise, he couldn't do it, he didn't look like he had been strengthened when he came here, could it be that the other party went out for this in the past few days? , but when did a first-level enhancer be so powerful? ”

"Well done."

"You're amazing, young man."

"I didn't expect this kid to be so powerful, so I said that he was so good-looking, and he couldn't be worse."

"When did you say that?"

"You have to take care of it."

The audience began to boil.

"Who else is going to be on stage in your machete gang." Manager Wang was also very surprised by the strength of this teenager, but he still had to complete his duties as a referee first.

The Machete Gang saw that their gang leader had fallen to the ground and didn't know whether they were alive or dead, who would dare to play.

They all retreated backwards, leaving only one person who was originally standing in the back row, but at this time he became a person in the front row, standing stupidly in place, unable to see the situation clearly.

Manager Wang directly ignored it: "Since no one from the Macphalte Gang is on the field, I declare that the chemical plant is still owned by Shatuo." ”

"Get out of here." The machine guns in the car began to sweep at the Machete Gang again.

There were two loyal ones, and they didn't forget to look at each other's faces, and carefully carried away the machetes on the ground.

Everyone in Shatuo cheered and celebrated, and Leng Hu finally laughed.

Only Leng Momo stood shyly in the distance, secretly looking at Chu Fan, not daring to come over.