No. 21 is like a butterfly, and No. 59 is like a stupid fat man who wants to flutter butterflies.

Zishu Mo made up the picture in his head, and laughed out loud.

Fortunately, the voice was quiet, and the four of them were so busy fighting that no one noticed him.

There were two partners on the 21st, and now it looks like one of them has been damaged.

At this time, she did not have the certainty she had in the preliminary round, but seemed a little anxious.

Probably because of the lack of a partner, the protection seems to be a little insufficient.

But judging from the long whip used by No. 21, she really needs someone to protect her, otherwise she will be a little brittle against a hand-to-hand fighter like No. 59.

No. 59's partner wasn't as powerful as he was, and was quickly caught up in 21's whip.

The whip shone with a cold light, and at first glance it was not an ordinary whip.

At the moment of being caught by the whip, the man let out a scream.

The butterfly did not heed the sound, jumped on the branch, and used the branch as a lever to throw the man wrapped in the whip out.

Another scream, followed by a series of groans of pain.

By the light of the moon, it could be seen that blood was dripping from the whip that had been withdrawn.

Instead of looking back at his partner, 59 let out a loud snort, his hands squeezing harder.

Despite this, Zi Shumo still saw that No. 59 was trying to retreat to his partner's side.

Unexpectedly, this crazy guy who wants to kill still cares so much about his partner?

It's a bit of a conscience, but it's a pity that it's a psychologically distorted pervert!

How could Butterfly and her partner let go of this opportunity? The two rushed to No. 59 quite tacitly.

No. 59 seemed a little overwhelmed, but he didn't leave his partner and ran away by himself, so he was still desperately defending.

The butterfly frantically waved its whip, bringing out blood with each blow.

Zi Shumo frowned, he didn't like girls to be so tyrannical.

"Sister paper, careful hand pain." Zi Shumo shouted at the top of his voice.

The butterfly was stunned, and her eyes swept to where Zi Shumo was.

With a wave of the long whip, he went straight to Zishu Moer.

I'll go! This one is really hot! Me too, why meddle? It's better to wait until they both lose.

Zi Shumo lightly avoided the long whip and shouted towards No. 59 again:

"Shorty! If you want to spare your friend's life, quickly press the exit button in his hand! It's better to be ashamed than to lose your life! It's just a competition, and I'll come back next year! ”

"Whew! I want you to have a mouthful of bean sprouts! 59 roared wildly and continued to wrestle with another man.

Bean sprouts!? Master, where are these muscles in my body like bean sprouts!?

Tsk, kindness is not rewarded! Not only is he short, but he also has bad eyes! I'm!

Zishumo pursed his mouth, ignored 59 anymore, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Stop!" The butterfly squeaked, and the long whip was faster than the sound.

Hmph, interesting, is this reluctant for me to go? Okay, then I'll have fun with you.

Zi Shumo turned around with a smile and stood in place for a long time.

Every time the long whip looked like it was about to catch him, he happened to dodge it, doing no more, no less, cleanly.

It was as if the whip was deliberately avoiding him.

The butterfly was furious, and the whip became more and more urgent, completely ignoring the consumption of physical strength.

Even if you are a fitness instructor, you are still human after all, and your physical strength is not unlimited.

After this huge consumption, the butterfly could not fly a little, and the chest wrapped in the tights began to rise and fall violently.

"Take a break?" Zi Shumo's tone makes people nameless.

Butterfly wants to continue, but when she calms down and weighs it, she is now consuming so much, and there are a few other players, if you don't retain a little bit of strength, it will be troublesome to turn around and meet others!

Thinking of this, Butterfly simply turned around and continued to deal with No. 59 with her partner.

There was no benefit in Zishumo, the butterfly was working all over his stomach, and he was all sprinkled on No. 59.

No. 59 wants to protect his partner and resist the attacks of the two, and he is already stretched.

However, this endless entanglement has exhausted Butterfly's patience, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, intending to kill the man on the ground who had no combat power, in order to create a chance for her partner to completely defeat No. 59.

"It's too deceitful. The other party can't move, why do you want to die? Zishu Mo ghostly appeared next to No. 59's partner, and the stick stretched out to block the long whip.

Only then did he see clearly that the long whip was full of fine barbs, and if it really got on his body, he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die!

Malevolent! This weapon is so hurtful! Dislike!

Zi Shumo frowned, and then quickly pressed the exit button of the person on the ground.

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In the small theater, everyone saw everything Zi Shumo saw, and they constantly switched the perspective of everyone in this battle.

Tu Xiuwen unconsciously clenched Jia Yangren's arm beside her, Jia Yangren grinned in pain, but it was difficult to withdraw his hand.

This master, who may be his own in the future, endured it!

"What the hell is he doing? If you don't do it at this time, you will help others! Bai Mu Niang rolled her eyes.

Shanhe thought that Zi Shumo's behavior was very good, and said secretly: This guy is really a good person with a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

The rest of the audience couldn't stand it anymore and began to talk about it.

"Is this man stupid?"

"If you want me, you have to help that young lady! Look at that figure! ”

"I think this is a strategy, even if you can't win over someone, at least you can make the other person not attack you."

Downstairs, Sister Yun and Brother Feng looked at it and also lifted Zi Shumo and sweated.

"Sister Yun, can he really win like this?"

"Who knows?"

"If you want me to say, he shouldn't be nosy."

Sister Yun glanced at Brother Feng and chuckled, "If he didn't meddle in his affairs, you and I wouldn't be sitting here." ”

Brother Feng'er's face was hot, and he quickly bit his lip and lowered his head.

At this time, on the screen, a black shadow quietly appeared behind Zi Shumo, and slowly raised the gun in his hand.

Upstairs, Tu Xiuwen was so anxious that tears were about to fall: "Be careful! The man had a gun! ”

Jia Yangren also unconsciously caught Tu Xiuwen, and even forgot to breathe.

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Zi Shumo was about to stand up when he heard a strange movement behind him.

He was about to turn to dodge, but he saw a shadow rush out of the spur, and suddenly knocked down the man with the gun.

Hey? What is this operation?

Zi Shumo fixed his eyes, and the person who was going to sneak attack him saw that it should be No. 7, but the person who knocked down No. 7 was No. 85 Black Panther.

"Why are you helping him!?" Number 7 was furious.

The panther bared its teeth and did not speak, but half-crouched to the side, staring at Number 7 like a leopard staring at its prey.

What the heck? No. 7 couldn't cry or laugh, when did these two become a group?

Zi Shumo is also confused, when did the Black Panther form an alliance with me?

At this time, footsteps and shouts were heard in the distance, and it was someone from the organizing committee who came to pick up people.

(End of chapter)