The other side.

Constance was also uncomfortable, surrounded by three people, if he didn't have a little martial arts foundation, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago.

"Old ghost, look at the trick !!"

A very young handsome blonde man shouted violently, and came with a sword, the blade of which glowed with a hint of chill in the sunlight, and I was afraid that if I was stabbed, even if I did not die immediately, I would die of blood loss in the near future.

"Son of a bitch, get out of here!"

Constantin replied angrily, kicking out, only to see the muscles of his legs and feet squirm, as if accumulating a huge force, and the momentum kicked out like a cannonball.

"No !!"

The young handsome guy has no street fighting skills at all, he has only learned some judo, and he only stays at the apprentice level.

Click!

I saw that the cannon leg hit him like a truck, and there was a crisp cracking sound in his chest, which dented at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his whole body shot backwards like an arrow, smashing a pile of wooden boxes.

"Old Ghost ......"

The handsome young man got up from the ground, half-knelt on the ground and was about to say something, when suddenly his eyes turned red. His face changed for a while, and something seemed to be rolling in his throat, and then he finally couldn't help it, and a mouthful of bloody blood spurted out, and he fainted to the ground, constantly foaming at the mouth, and he couldn't live.

"Hahaha, tell you to scold me!"

Seeing this, Constance laughed wildly, although he was hit in the arm by an iron rod, it was a good choice to be able to exchange injuries for his life.

"Old ghost! How dare you kill my son!? A middle-aged uncle next to him, who was three points similar to the young man, asked in disbelief.

"Kill it, kill it, why do you need to explain to you, get out of me!" Constance sneered and shouted.

"I'm going to kill you!!" The middle-aged blonde uncle roared heartbreakingly, like those soldiers who fought against the water.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

The middle-aged man's original knife technique of retreating and advancing suddenly became the all-attack and zero-defense style of the dead man, which made Constance secretly scream badly.

He didn't expect that the position of the handsome young guy in the eyes of the middle-aged uncle was so important, this time it was a little troublesome, the battle that was originally fought was impressive, and it was often said that the madman was the most terrible, and when I saw it today, it was really so!

"I want you to pay !! with blood"

The middle-aged man's eyes were red and swollen, and the muscles of his body swelled, as if they would explode at any time, and his momentum was like a volcanic eruption, devouring everything around him.

The big knife in his hand was danced vigorously by him, and a terrifying air flow was swept up, forcing Constan's body to retreat violently, for fear of being swept into it by the terrible knife technique and grinding it into meat sauce.

What a powerful knife technique! Constance gasped,

"I don't believe you can go on!" He chuckled.

In addition to having the will to die, maintaining this kind of lifeless style of play must also have a lot of physical strength to support, otherwise it will not play a role at all, he only needs to avoid its edge now, and when his physical strength is exhausted, it will be when he dies.

……

"Die!"

The mace slammed down again, bringing up a cloud of sand and iron filings, and Karl moved his legs again, dodging the landslide attack.

"The little mouse continues to escape, let Lao Tzu see how long you can escape."

Seeing that his attack was dodged again, Richard was not angry, and clapped his hands and approached Carl again.

Is it already in decline?

"See how long you can hold on." Karl sneered in his heart and quietly took out his throwing knife.

His idea was simple, to kill Richard with a throwing knife when his physical strength was about to run out. However, it seems that it will take a while, this Roshan Richard is not as fragile as he imagined, and it is indeed a bit contrary to common sense that a fat body can support it for so long.

However, it is not impossible to explain, maybe his muscle structure is different from others, such as those international champions in the ring.

It's just that no matter how different it is, there will be a limit, and Carl only needs to wait for Richard's limit to appear.

"Little mouse, don't run away!"

Richard bent a gas tube, but when he saw that Carl was still alive, his heart and lungs immediately exploded.

Ga......

Ga......

Ga......

He gasped for breath, like a monster swallowing clouds, his fat body was stained with sweat, his skin was almost red like fire, his small eyes began to blur a little, and his mind was as dizzy as if he had turned in place dozens of times.

Fack!

Richard scolded and shook his head violently, he felt like he was about to throw up, he found that even though he had a divine power, he couldn't hit the hateful little mouse every time, which made him feel like he was still poor after decades of hard work.

Moreover, he felt that his body was beginning to lose control of this kind of high-intensity battle.

"Hey, fat pig, I said you wouldn't be able to catch me." Carl stopped outside the safety line and taunted as much as he could, provoking a burst of anger from Riccha.

"You...... Ahem. ”

Richard gasped several times and said angrily, "Little mouse, don't be ......."

"Look how I'll crush you to pieces when I catch you!"

"Oh? Is it? Karl smiled and said seriously, "Then I'll wait for you at the finish line first...... Pig. ”

Yes!!!

"I'm going to kill you!!" Richard stomped on the ground in anger, burning the last of his strength.

He's going to fight hard!

Carl's pupils shrank, revealing a strange smile, and no one saw the cold light in his sleeve.

Richard had already filled his brain with anger, and he remembered that Buckle had warned him to watch out for Karl's vicious throwing knife, and at this time he just wanted to catch the mouse in front of him and tear it apart.

"Dead !!"

Richard's eyes were bloodshot in an instant, and his feet stomped on the ground, like an angry rhinoceros running with all his might.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Along the way, some wooden boxes were also directly hit by his mountain-like body and burst open, and the entire space seemed to fall a 150mm cannonball, and smoke and dust billowed in an instant.

"Come out for me!" He shouted angrily.

Rumble!

This time, he crashed into an industrial machine, only to see that the steel shell deflated like a piece of paper, which was very miserable.

"Come out!"

"Come out!"

"Come out for me!"

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

What a domineering impact!

Carl gasped and said happily, fortunately he didn't fight him head-on, otherwise even if ten of him came, it would not be enough for this beast to kill, some people with different muscle structures are indeed very powerful, he can be sure that if this two-meter-tall guy trains, he will definitely be invincible in the boxing world.

But......

No matter how powerful your physical talent is, no matter how shocking the world, it should end here.

Carl pulled down his hood, leaving only that weird smile, and with a flick of his fingers, the cold light flew out in an instant, becoming the last straw that pressed everything.