"Crazy, crazy! I think he's completely insane. Was it Liang Jingru who gave him the courage to say such things? Didn't he know that the more arrogant he was, the worse his death would be? ”

"I don't think he's hopeless. Although I also think that he can defeat this little devil, but is it possible? It's simply not realistic. ”

Matsushima Taro didn't fluctuate in his heart, and he listened to a joke himself.

He said arrogantly: "For the sake of you being stunned, I can let you make three moves." ”

Han Chenyang shook his head and held up a finger.

Matsushima Taro frowned, how similar this gesture was.

Puzzled, he asked, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Han Chenyang smiled faintly and explained: "You don't even have the qualifications to let me make a move, let you die in a foreign land, this finger is enough." ”

Taro Matsushima was furious when he heard this.

His language is extremely humiliating, and his actions are full of provocation and disdain.

He is the world boxing champion, in boxing, fighting invincible opponents all over the world, when did he suffer such humiliation.

What humiliated him was a hairy boy who couldn't even swing the right punches.

Excessively.

He's gone too far.

Wrath.

Furious.

"Boy, to put it nicely, you are arrogant to the extreme, and if you don't say it well, you are asking for your own death and digging your own grave. Well, since you are so ignorant, then I will educate you well and extinguish your arrogance. ”

As he spoke, Matsushima Taro was like an arrow off the string, rushing towards Han Chenyang with fierce momentum.

"Alas, this kid will have to pay the price for his arrogance and bravery after all."

"I saw what happened to him, either dead or maimed."

"What a handsome young man, it's really not worth it to come here to die for two million! If I want to have such a handsome face, go to a rich woman, will I be short of money? ”

When Brother Long saw Han Chenyang standing still in the face of Matsushima Taro's fierce attack, he couldn't help but be shocked, and shouted, "Master, get out of the way!" ”

"Hide? Inexistent! ”

Han Chenyang grinned, stomped hard under his feet, and a stream of spiritual power shot out.

Whispered: "Stop!" ”

The words fell, and an incredible scene appeared.

A second ago, it was like a flood that burst the embankment, and Matsushima Taro, who was running unstoppably towards him, was like being put under a spell and stopped moving in an instant.

What's going on?

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at the two people in the ring in amazement.

The young man obviously didn't do anything, so he just said a stop word, why couldn't Matsushima Taro really move.

Moreover, it seems that Matsushima Taro is not pretending to be unable to move.

It's a god-like operation!

How did he do it?

Is he an immortal?

"It's... What's going on? Why am I suddenly unable to move? ”

Taro Matsushima struggled.

But under his feet it was as if he was wearing a pair of shackles weighing a thousand pounds, let alone moving, he couldn't lift the slightest.

At the same time, he also felt that his hands were bound by an invisible and untouchable force, making him unable to move at all.

At the same time, the old man sitting in the corner was shocked: "This is spiritual power. A monastic? ”

Immediately, he secretly looked at Han Chenyang, with a greedy look in his eyes, pursed his beard, and said to himself: "The soul of a cultivator is much more useful than that of ordinary people, if he can collect his soul for refinement, he can collect at least a hundred less ordinary people's souls." ”

"But this kid doesn't seem to be weak, I'm seriously injured, and there is a possibility of being counter-killed if I make a rash move, taking a step back, even if he is not his opponent, he will expose his whereabouts when he shoots, and it will be over if he is discovered by that guy."

After weighing it repeatedly, he said: "Forget it, anyway, this devil is dead, I'd better go first, and then find other ways to avoid that guy's pursuit and secretly collect the soul." ”

"Bagayalu, what have you done to me? Why can't I move? Matsushima Taro scolded angrily.

Han Chenyang showed a victor's smile: "Now it's clear who wins and who loses, right?" ”

"Bagaya Road. Is there a way not to use these insidious and cunning methods, if the man just lets me go, and fights openly? "Matsushima Taro used the agitation method.

However, Han Chenyang didn't eat this set: "Don't let go of you, even a hundred of you are together, and it's not enough for me to clean up with one hand, I said a long time ago, when you meet me, you can only die." ”

"Remember, stay in the island country honestly in the next life, shoot AV well, don't come to Huaxia to shout, because there are people in Huaxia, like me, and thousands of them."

After speaking, Han Chenyang pointed his finger on Matsushima Taro's forehead.

Whispered: "One Yang Finger." ”

A golden light pierced his head.

Bang!

The head exploded and shattered, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and brains.

The death was even more tragic than Yang Wei's.

Oh, my God!

Is he human?

Seeing this scene, everyone was completely stunned, and their faces were full of shock.

The world boxing champion who killed Yang Wei with one punch, he didn't even touch the corners of this kid's clothes, and he died so miserably!

Awesome coaxing!

No wonder he is so arrogant, it turns out that he has arrogant capital.

No one looks down on Han Chenyang anymore.

In their hearts, Han Chenyang seemed to have become a hero.

Brother Long's hanging heart finally let go.

If the master wins, it means that the money for his mother's surgery has been lost.

"I won, can I give me these two million?" Han Chenyang asked the staff with a smile.

"Absolutely."

Han Chenyang took the check, jumped out of the ring, and said to Brother Long, "Let's go." ”

Those people collectively watched Han Chenyang leave with admiring eyes.

"Master, you are really amazing, I'm afraid there is no one in Jiangcheng that you can't deal with, I admire you more and more from the bottom of my heart."

Brother Long admired the five-body throw.

Han Chenyang smiled and said: "Take this check to cash out, this is my card number, just give me one million, the rest belongs to you, don't collect protection money, it's not easy for everyone, and it's okay to use the money left over from your mother's treatment to do small business." ”

Brother Long was overjoyed: "Thank you, you are really my reborn parent." ”

At this time, a young man came up to him and passed by Han Chenyang.

This person is quite handsome, full of energy, about the same age as Han Chenyang, and carrying a blue long sword.

After going against Han Chenyang, he suddenly turned around, clasped his fists at Han Chenyang, and said very friendly: "Brother Dao, stay here." ”

In fact, Han Chenyang had also smelled the unique aura of a cultivator from him just now, but Han Chenyang ignored him.

At this moment, he took the initiative to greet him, and Han Chenyang treated him politely: "Brother Dao, what's the matter?" ”

He took out a portrait and said to Han Chenyang: "Brother Dao, I am chasing and killing this person from all over the world, just now I noticed that he is near here, has Brother Dao ever seen him?" ”

Han Chenyang looked at the portrait and shook his head: "I'm really sorry, I haven't met." ”

"That being the case, Brother Dao, I'm sorry, there will be a date later."

With that, he turned and left.