Alan also made it to the streets of Manhattan, where he quickly found Cat and Boyka, whose battle had left three entire blocks in shambles.

"I didn't expect it, it's not over yet." Alan was holding a paper bag full of fried food, and he said as he put food into his mouth.

The cat master has been beaten at the moment, his nose is blue and his face is swollen, and his face is bleeding, he gasped and said: "Don't worry, dead fatty, I'm going to win soon." ”

Boyka also looked embarrassed, but not as miserable as the cat master, and he spat again: "This tenacious bastard ......"

Alan said with a relaxed expression: "It doesn't matter what, anyway, Wang Xu should have been killed by Dimi, I can wait for you to finish the fight and then decide whether to shoot or not depending on the situation." ”

"Hahaha......" The cat master suddenly burst into laughter, laughed and coughed up a mouthful of blood from his lungs: "It's up to you?" Ha ha...... Can you kill Wang Xu? Hahahaha...... "This thing seems to be so funny, he laughed until he almost fell to his knees."

Alan snorted coldly: "Do you think that under the alternate attacks of the three warbands in midnight and our brothers, there are still people in this world who can survive?" Take a look at your own! What are you in now? ”

"Hah...... Hehe......" Master Mao finally stopped laughing: "Three battle groups? Hum...... I thought that the organization controlled by the guy who held the "Vertical and Horizontal Chapter" would have a strong combat power, but as a result, a bunch of miscellaneous fish, it can really be described as a person with a trumpet, each blowing its own tune, and the wolf and the dog can't ......" He looked up at Boyka: "As long as I beat the Russians down, won't the 'three war groups' in your mouth be equivalent to total annihilation?" ”

Before Allen could respond, the corners of Boyka's mouth turned into a smile, and he rushed: "I don't care what warband, what midnight, scalpel boy, you listen to me, I am the great Boyka!" The King of Fighting! I won't lose to you! With that, he swooped forward.

This battle has been fought for a long time, but Boyka's speed has not slowed down at all, and after his figure disappeared for a short time, he appeared in the air directly in front of the cat master, and with an extremely sharp kick, it was already close to the throat of the cat master.

The cat master stepped on his feet, quickly retreated, raised his arms in front of him, and his fists were still wrapped with some unknown energy, as if he was defending the middle and attacking.

Boyka didn't care about this, he still drilled in with one foot, only to hear a bang, his boots collided with the energy in the cat's hand, and a burst of energy exploded, and both of them rebounded and flew out. But before Boyka could fly far, he stepped on the void with his foot, and once again turned back at an explosive speed, approaching the cat master no more than a few feet, and then slammed down his leg with a condescending blow, slashing down like a tomahawk.

The cat master has fought with him until now, it can be said that he has gone back and forth countless times in the ghost gate, this Russian guy is dangerous, killer everywhere, no superfluous movements, no fancy moves, some are just shadowy fists and feet and monster-like speed and power.

This kick in front of him is another killing move, you can't block it, you will die if you block it, there are no exceptions, the cat master's instinct tells him that he must dodge. And the Shadow Movement is his only choice, and it is also the move he has used the most until now.

The cat master did not retreat, but instead rushed forward, appearing behind Boyka in an instant. In this brief moment, they became back-to-back, but both of them suddenly changed their tactics like long eyes behind their backs.

The energy on the cat's fists was even greater than just now, and he turned around and stabbed his opponent in the back with a punch.

Boyka's downward press leg had just touched the ground at this time, and according to common sense, this kick stomped down at least a huge crack five hundred meters long in the road, but his heel was actually lightly touched on the ground, and he didn't look like half of the force.

The cat master understood that this Russian's control and reflex nerves were terrifying, and he actually transferred his power between the lightning and flint.

Boyka sneered, he thought he had won, at this moment, his offensive leg was changed to a support leg, and the other leg, carrying the huge impact of the blow just now, kicked out in a counterattack, and was meeting the fist of the cat master.

The disparity in strength between the two will lead to the result that after the fist and foot collide, the impact force will begin to penetrate into the cat's body from the knuckles, along the arms, shoulder blades, and into the torso, destroying internal organs, ribs, and spine......

If the protective mechanism of the brain cannot withstand this pain, the person will fall into a coma, and even if he can, and the toughness of the cat's spine is lucky not to paralyze, the only parts of his body that can move freely are probably above the neck and below the knees.

But everything did not develop according to Boyka's expectations......

"What's going on?" Allen, who was watching the battle from the side, was surprised to put down the food that had been brought to his mouth.

The two people in front of them were like an abyss, and the two sides were frozen there, and where their fists and feet hit each other, there was no slightest wave.

"Could it be that they deserve a draw?!" Alan exclaimed in his heart.

Boyka didn't understand how the cat could resist this attack, but he wasn't one to hesitate, as he said, he was the king of martial arts. So he immediately retracted the kick and then unleashed a half-volley roundhouse kick with his other leg.

The cat master blocked again, using another fist. The attack was defused again.

And the next roundhouse kick was in front of the cat in less than a second, but he could still block it.

In the next ten seconds, Boyka's continuous roundhouse kicks came one after another, and the cat master alternated his left and right hands and took them one by one with his fists.

Then, it was another change of move, Boyka shortened the attack distance, bullied and approached, sweeping, picking, chopping, smashing, and countering, and attacked the cat's head with elbows.

The cat master is the same as ever, no matter how you fight, I will block it with my fists. It is true that using your elbows to increase the tempo and speed of your attacks, but as long as you're a human, you have two arms, and since everyone has two hands, I'm sure I'll be able to take them all.

Seeing that the continuous attacks did not work, Boyka continued to change his moves, using his hands and feet at the same time, and made three moves in a row: the fish teeth were staggered, the birds lifted their nests, and Mount Meru was lifted.

The cat master took two steps back, slightly widened the distance, and still reluctantly took it.

Boyka then turned into a sub-move: the god elephant hit the teeth, the lion crossed the stream, and the monkey offered the ring, with the rapid change of boxing skills, the cat master was gradually forced into a desperate situation.

The cat master had to marvel at this time, it seems that this is not a matter of the number of hands and feet, even if I have three hands, I guess I won't be able to catch it.

And Allen's dead fat man, at this most critical juncture, did something that fell into the ground, and the timing of this guy's stab in the back was absolutely just right. I saw him take out a skeletal surprise pistol from the greasy paper bag, and shoot it.