"What's going on?!" Someone asked in surprise.

"The Oriental knocked the bull to the ground with one move." Someone replied.

"This shot is too fast, isn't it, and what kind of force can take down the bull with one palm?!"

"How can that physique have such explosive power?!"

Everyone was curious, they had never seen such a deadly attack without any force.

James was also surprised: "Oriental kung fu is really mysterious, even if you see it with your own eyes, you can't believe it, this is really too elegant." ”

At this moment, a fighter hurriedly ran into the bar and shouted: "YS is about to attack, all fighters are ready to fight!" ”

Suddenly there was chaos in the whole bar, and the drunken people hurriedly looked for their guns, and they all left the bar in a hurry to prepare for the battle.

Zhang Zhen found it hard to believe that modern warfare would be such a group of people fighting, and its organization and efficiency felt inferior to the mercenaries in the last days.

Only a handful of people remained in the bar, and some of them were those who had come to participate in the King fight.

At this time, another person came in and said to everyone in English: "The game should start early, everyone should prepare as soon as possible." ”

James watched the fighters leave, and said to Zhang Zhen: "It seems that the people here don't have your opponents, I don't know how much you know about the Berserk Chariot." ”

Zhang Zhen took out a cigarette and lit it and said lightly: "I have no interest in the Berserk Chariot, what if your plan fails." ”

James looked at Zhang Zhen's face and began to be unfriendly, Zhang Zhen didn't pay attention to the furious chariot at all, such contempt made James very unhappy, but then smiled: "Before the result, there will be no failure in the mission, maybe we will cooperate for a long time." ”

A violent cannon shot rang out in the town, and it was clear that YS's offensive was approaching the town, and the wine glasses on the shaking table were shaking.

Zhang Zhen picked up the wine glass and drank with James, then put down the wine glass and turned around and left the bar.

James raised his eyebrows helplessly, turned around and asked for another glass of wine, he had a hunch that the berserk chariot might not be Zhang Zhen's opponent, which made it very difficult for him to do, it was impossible for the resistance organization to see him, and it would not let him take it away when YS came in to find Jessica M, things seemed a little tricky.

The gunfire became more and more intense, and standing in front of the hotel window, you could already see the distant artillery roaring in the darkening sky, and the rebel group was making a final resistance outside the town, and it was estimated that it would not be long before they were forced to retreat into the town to defend.

"Depending on the situation, it is likely that it will not last until dawn here, and we are running out of time." The magic bean became nervous, his main purpose was the Heavenly King Fight, this time he was just a guide, and he didn't care much about whether he could save Jessica, and he didn't want to be too involved.

There is no need to say that if YS comes in, Zhang Zhen knows how chaotic the situation will be, but the radar can't find where Jessica is being held, and even if he finds it, forcibly saving people is just a strategy, and now he must go according to the plan first, and he can't let the agents be alert.

It was completely dark, and there were flares flashing in the night sky, YS's weapons were obviously much stronger than those of the resistance, judging from the sound of artillery, YS estimated that there were a lot of mortars, and the resistance was already preparing to retreat into the town to make the last resistance, and the people in the town hurriedly gathered at the gate of the town with guns on their backs.

The promotion match of the Heavenly King Fighting started in the midst of artillery fire, and the venue was extremely simple, that is, a few pillars pulled a few ropes in the courtyard to form a fighting arena, and the audience was only a few soldiers and idle people who stayed here.

There are a total of eight fighters, and the first round is directly drawn 1V1, which is completely a one-round tiebreaker.

Although the basic procedure is still to be followed, because the main event is broadcast live online, the founders of the King of Heavens have a team here to broadcast the match, and the audience around the world is extremely interested in the fight in the middle of the war, and the stakes are higher than in other regions.

Zhang Zhen drew an Iser Column fighter, and the magic bean seized the opportunity to introduce the opponent on the side, the opponent was a soldier, and he was also good at the world-famous Krav Maga technique, which is also a compulsory course in some secret service organizations, and is good at attacking the upper body, simple, fast and effective.

The backyard was originally a parking lot with a large area, Zhang Zhen sat in the van and watched the fighters who were about to play, a big man with an arm more than two meters tall and an ordinary waist caught his attention, this person was the furious chariot.

He was not interested in the rest of the fighters, because in terms of physique none of them were stronger than the Berserk Chariot, and there was no one to worry about in terms of strength, and no one would be stronger than him.

After introducing Zhang Zhen's opponent, the magic bean looked at the furious chariot that came on the field and said with a little worry: "This guy has swept half the world's fighting arena, and he has not been defeated so far, and he is a very popular candidate for this Heavenly King fight."

He weighed 430 pounds, could knock over a Humvee, lift the front of a heavy truck, and in combat his physique alone few people could hurt him, and he was best known for his chariot ramming, which could directly knock opponents into pieces, so he was called the Fury Chariot. ”

The soldiers at the scene raised their guns and shouted the furious chariots, and these people were also betting on the so-called timely fun, even if it may be a ruin after dawn, but now they should live happily.

Fighting against the Berserk Chariot is a guy with a very strong body, who is considered a big man among ordinary people, but in front of the Berserk Chariot, it is like a big bear and a small bear, this guy panicked when he found out that it was a Berserk Chariot, and the gladiator is rarely afraid, but now he has not yet started to fight, but his face is full of cold sweat.

With a ding, the order was issued, and the fight officially began.

The terrifying fighter tried to calm down, but his fists shook involuntarily, and he couldn't stand the fear in his heart, and he roared like a mad beast to pounce on the berserk chariot, and his fists struck the furious chariot like crazy.

The Fury Chariot let the opponent punch him in the body, and even smashed a punch into his face, but he remained unmoved.

The attacking gladiator lost his strength, and he found that his fists were becoming less and less powerful, and he stopped and looked at the furious chariot in amazement.

The Raging Chariot bared its teeth in rage, slammed his hands around the gladiator in front of him, and then squeezed the gladiator into his massive chest with both arms retracted.

The gladiator was like a poor lamb in the arms of a berserk chariot, without any chance to struggle, the bones of his body were broken in a creaking sound, and a handful of blood spilled from his mouth with a last scream.

The Raging Chariot threw the strangled gladiator off the ring with its arms outstretched, then roared at the camera with its muscular arms raised.

Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows, this power is really terrifying, you have to pay attention to it later.

The second group of fighters soon entered the arena as well, and there were few rules other than the prohibition of the use of weapons, so the fighting was unusually bloody, and the fighters who had the upper hand threw their opponents to the ground, slammed them on the waist on their knees, and when they got up, they had to kick their opponents in the head.

The grappler who fell to the ground also had amazing perseverance, quickly dodging the kick with a quick roll, and then struggled to his feet in the distance, holding his waist with one hand to adjust the pain, his face more ruthless than the painful look of a back injury.

(End of chapter)