Pofoyi teamed up with the Northern Thunderbolt, who had previously participated in a boxing match to attract everyone's attention, unleashing a fly-like robot to search for the captured heroes.

The building where the Ghost Sword Organization is located is not big, but it is not small, and the time required for the fly robot to search layer by layer, and to avoid everyone's sight, takes longer than imagined.

There were a total of 20 robots in Bofoyi, all of which were dispatched to start the search from the top floor, and it took more than six minutes to search each floor, and it took him about an hour and a half just to search all the places in the building, but he still did not find the place where the robbed hero was held.

"Is there a dark room in the building?" Beauferi didn't believe that the ghost sword would arrange such an important resource at will, and the hero who was controlled must still be in the mansion.

"It's better to look at the original structural drawing of the building, and then compare it with the image scanned by the fly robot to see if the structure of the building has changed!" Dr. Evolution came up with an idea.

Bofoyi's eyes lit up, and he immediately entered the city hall network through hacking technology, and then called up the earliest structural drawings of the building, and then compared them with the current structural drawings transmitted by the robot, and immediately discovered the problem.

"The building originally had fourteen floors, but now there are only thirteen floors left, and the original tenth floor is gone!" Beaufoyi exclaimed happily.

"This ghost sword is also cunning, buy an entire building, and then renovate it, and secretly hide one of the floors, even if the police come to the door, they can't find any problems!"

Now that he had found the problem, Bofoyi immediately took action, arranging for all the fly robots to gather on the tenth floor where they had disappeared, finding a room where no one was around, and then using the fly robots' portable laser weapons to open the floor.

Twenty lasers hit the eleventh floor, instantly piercing through the tenth and eleventh floors, revealing a fist-sized hole.

Because the entrance to the cave was small, there was not much movement and did not attract the attention of others, and Bofreyi immediately passed through the hole by remotely controlling the micro-robot and entered the tenth floor where it disappeared.

Soon the fly robot came with good news, and through the screen, Bofoyi and Doctor Evolution soon found the captured heroes.

Fourteen C-rank heroes were placed on the tenth floor, guarded by five heavily armed Ghost Sword men, and when there were no events, Ghost Sword arranged for them to do some necessary training to participate in boxing matches in the best condition.

These heroes are controlled by drugs, like puppets, and Ghost Sword is not afraid of them escaping.

Taking advantage of the stealth of the fly robot, Bofoyi arranged it in various corners of the room, strictly monitored every move on the tenth floor, and then contacted the North Thunder through the communicator.

"The person has found it, but I found that a large amount of explosives have been buried here, once the ghost sword is alarmed when saving the person, I am afraid that he will die in the net!"

While dealing with the bear killing, Bei Ying Lei replied: "My side will try to delay the time, you clear the bomb, and save those heroes first!"

"Good!"

On the other side, Bei Ying Lei was not ready to waste time with Xiong Kill, only to see him suddenly stop from the high-speed movement, and Xiong Kill almost threw himself into his arms.

When Xiong Kill stood still, he saw a punch from the North Thunder blasting towards him, Xiong Kill couldn't describe the punch of the North Thunder, he only felt a whirlwind blowing from the fist of the North Thunder, draining all the air on the competition platform.

Xiong Kill wanted to fight back, but when his fist met the small fist of the Northern Thunder, a sharp pain surged into his heart.

cracking sound

The sound of bone cracking slowly spread in all directions, and the right arm of the bear killer showed irregular breaks, and this was only the beginning.

As Xiong Slay's right arm twisted and deformed, the bones in his whole body began to make a cracking sound, like a cannon battle, and then the fist of the Northern Thunder began to push forward.

rumble

Xiong Slay's body was first broken by bones, then his skin was torn, his muscles were shattered, and the blood of his whole body was squeezed by the fist of the Northern Thunder, shooting out from the pores on his back.

burst

Like a ball of broken skin, the bear's body quickly shattered, and the debris of flesh and blood fanned out of the sky, passing through the barbed wire fence on the edge of the playing table and spilling towards the people in the first row outside the field.

"Ahh

Soon the audience in the first row was all stained with blood, and let out a scream of terror, which soon turned into a cry of excitement.

Bei Ying Lei directly killed the bear to the slag with one punch, and the whole audience was immediately ignited by his punch, and the audience completely forgot what he had avoided fighting before.

"Wow!"

"Good!"

"Well done!"

No one became panicked because of the dead, but became excited like smoking opium, the blood stimulated the audience's senses, and the strength of the Northern Thunder stimulated everyone's blood.

The North Shadow Thunder stood indifferently on top of the boxing ring, cold and chilling, at least Manli felt that the current North Shadow Thunder was terrifying.

The bear kill turned into scum, and the North Shadow Thunder naturally won the game, and the audience's reaction also made the ghost sword extremely satisfied, just now, he made a net profit of nine million through the peripheral gambling competition, which was more than he earned in a week.

No one would have thought that the Northern Stygian Thunder would kill the bear kill in the seventh round, so as the banker's bear kill, and those who bought the Northern Stygian Thunder to kill the bear kill within six rounds naturally lost all their money.

After killing Xiong Kill, Bei Ying Lei did not leave the ring, but raised his right hand to everyone and shouted loudly.

"I'm going to hit ten!"

Ghost Sword didn't expect that Bei Ying Lei would take the initiative to ask for an extra match, he vaguely felt that Bei Ying Lei seemed to be different from ordinary people who were controlled by drugs.

But the strength of the Northern Thunder completely ignited the enthusiasm of the audience, and even those who were drenched in blood shouted.

"One more time!"

Ghost Sword's face gradually became gloomy, he was the ruler of the underground boxing ring, and no one could threaten his position.

Ghost Sword, who decided to go out himself, slowly walked to the edge of the ring and said to Manli.

"Get the North Dead Thunder out of the ring!" There is an even more exciting boxing battle to be fought next, and the ghost sword is not allowed to do anything.

Manli reluctantly replied to the ghost sword: "His fighting nature seems to have been triggered, and my orders will not work!"

When Ghost Sword wanted to speak again, Bei Ying Lei suddenly came to his side, across the barbed wire.

"You have the ability to come up!"

The appearance of the Northern Shadow Thunder was full of provocation, even disdain, and it was even more annoying than the bear kill just now, and the ghost sword was angered by it on the spot.

The ghost sword is worthy of being an underworld boss, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "There is a competition soon, you give it to me!"

Bei Ying Lei hooked his hand at the ghost sword and motioned for him to come up.

The people around me also started to coax!

"Ghost Sword, come on stage!"

"Ghost Sword, come on stage!"

"Ghost Sword, come on stage!"

Ghost Sword suddenly fell into a place where it was difficult to ride a tiger, according to his current identity, there was actually no need to go on stage, but the surrounding audience was his food and clothing, once he was offended, he would lose his money, and he would lose even more.

After thinking about it for a while, Ghost Sword still stood on top of the ring, smelling the familiar smell of blood, looking at the smiling opponent, he suddenly had a feeling of being deceived.