When the next vote, the Panamanian underworld member group deservedly defeated the CBD underworld member group, everyone's mood was lowered to the lowest point, and the election of this leader became more and more uninteresting, so the boring voting of high-ranking officials on the landing was completely inconsistent with the style of the underworld members!

"Now let's introduce the last two gang leaders vying for the top spot, Aristord of the Flying Leopards!" The host waved his hand, and the spotlight shone on the appearance of Aristo, Aristo had to be dressed in a leather suit, with a feeling of some strength, and his body was slightly light, feeling that his whole person was like a flying leopard with the name of a gang, like a leopard ready to go. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Aristo is an absolute legend..."

"No introduction! Aristode's notoriety is carving too much aura, and it is impossible to become any legend! A loud voice, passing over the host's microphone, reaches every corner of this circular Parisian night.

At the same time, everyone in the theater involuntarily searched for the direction of the source of the sound.

Pierre Cardin and Gulg left their expressions completely distorted, and turned their heads stiffly to look at Teuton next to them.

The sound just now was from Teuton.

The spotlight shone in this direction, shining into the box, making it impossible to open your eyes.

Aritoro, who was standing below, had a pair of eyes gathered in a line and looked upward.

"Brothers, I'll go first!" Teuton whispered, jumped out of the window, and stood in the narrow corridor outside, in a rather gentlemanly posture, his long body displayed in front of everyone.

The presenter took the microphone and looked at Teuton with his mouth smashed, forgetting to speak.

All the gangsters around were silent at the moment, no one made any noise, just the expressions of everyone just now, no one knew what was going on, so everyone was very light now, trying not to make any sound, watching the development of the situation.

Teutonic stepped on the railing, jumped from the height of the four-story building to the triangular roof of the ladder-shaped box below, and jumped to the roof of the third floor to borrow strength, and then jumped down to the roof of the box on the second floor.

As soon as Teuton landed, when he jumped from the fourth floor to the underground stage, the crowd reacted, and the collective subconsciously applauded.

"Hundreds of years ago, if the leader Melgre knew that hundreds of years later, we would use such a voting method to elect the leader, and he would not be so angry that he vomited blood, the leader was fought with real kung fu, and it was not by relying on these so-called democracies that a leader could be born, such an election, it is difficult for people to feel convinced!" Teutonic stood on a large stage surrounded by crowds and said, "So I feel unconvinced, as a leader, I must come out with the strength to convince everyone, so that we can all vote willingly!" ”

The surrounding members actually had such an idea for a long time, but because of the power of the Simbala and the Flying Leopard Gang on the head, no one dared to respond, worshipping the brave has always been the constant theme of these underworld members, just Teuton jumped down from the god-like layers on the fourth floor of the box, and the people around him had already looked at him with appreciation, so as soon as he said it, the layer of tissue paper in front of everyone was pierced like this, and all of them shouted at once.

"Yes, the brave need a duel! Let us convince us, and show your strength! ”

"Our gangsters have always relied on fists to fight the world, don't tell me the leader who is elected, what votes to rely on to make decisions, it's too unmanly!"

"We are all loyal supporters of the leader, we are in favor of the selection of the leader, and we need to use force!"

"We survived the rain of bullets, don't tell me that the leader is a powerless scholar!"

Faced with this unexpected situation, the host can only cast his eyes on Simbala in the bread room.

Simbala apparently didn't expect that at this time he was in charge, someone would come to challenge these prescribed election rules.

The other members also looked at Simbala at the same time, in their eyes, Simbala itself is above all else, unless the leader is elected, I am afraid that there is no Godfather of the Munich Mamafia, after all, it is a world-class gangster.

When everyone looked at Simbala, they didn't speak, waiting for Simbala, who was a cultivator, to say something.

Simbala's eyes suddenly shot green, focusing on Teuton, and finally slowly spit out a sentence, "All brave men have the right to challenge and accept challenges, as the leader of the future, naturally it is no exception, between you, you can fight to decide the winner!" ”

Hearing Simbala say this, the people around him were full of voices, they themselves thought that the atmosphere was too dull, and now that someone is performing such a play, they naturally want to cheer, so the slap is extraordinarily loud.

"You can use each other's bravery to prove your ability to become a leader!" The host waved his hand between the two, and immediately retreated to both sides, and did not forget to introduce, "Although I don't know what the identity of this challenger is, Aristode is a master of using double knives, his knife and his pancakes are known as his two legends, and the cakes that Aristode has to bake, even if they are ten miles away, they can smell the fragrance, and his knife skills, even if they are more killers, don't want to knock him down head-on!" ”

Aritore's eyes shot at Teuton on the other side, and he didn't see any movement in his hands, and two throwing knives appeared in his hands like a trick.

"I want you to know that being my enemy today is the one thing you regret the most in your life!" Aritoro's eyes turned blood-red, and he looked at Teuton on the other side, and said word by word.

Teuton drew a stick from his hand embroidery, and with a shake of his hand stretched it straight, still with a partial demeanor, looked at Aridore half-jokingly and said, "It is my honor to duel you." ”

Aritor was suddenly enraged by the Teuton's attitude of not caring for anything, and the whole person shouted violently, and threw the dagger in both hands at Teuton, and the whole person quickly followed the dagger.

Teutonic grabbed the dagger that flew at him, found the position of the short stick in his hand, and struck it left and right, hitting the knife of the dagger.

.“ While! "Dang!"

The daggers both flicked off, and the next moment, Aristod was already close in front of Teuton, catching the dagger handle with both hands left and right, the accuracy of the technique, the ingenuity of the force, and the combination of his strange attack methods, which was breathtaking. (To be continued.) )