There are still some plot content at the end of the previous chapter that have not been explained.,Let's explain it in the next chapter.。 So I'm going to write a few snippets of the next book for you to see, and I hope you can give some suggestions.

Excerpt 1:

Polar bear-like Varotov raised his thick arms and roared at the prisoners around him on the periphery of the ring, and the prisoners raised their hands in frenzy and excitedly shouted the name 'Valotov' over and over again, slapping the iron pillars of the prison fence.

Several prison wardens on the high platform looked at this vicious player who came to the cold winter prison in the north with satisfaction, and they brought them rich benefits by passing all the way.

However, just when they thought that the game was over, Varotov looked at the one sitting in the shadows with disdain with his strong muscles, and raised his middle finger full of provocation.

On the second floor of the cell, a white-haired old man held the iron pillar of the guardrail with both hands, and kept praying for the white man, as if he was not optimistic that Varotov would win the game.

In the shadow opposite the ring, there sat an equally burly and fierce Oriental youth, whose high bulging and tangled muscles were a metaphor for the terrifying power, looking at Varotov who was getting more and more in, the young man slowly stood up, and the tall man of 1.85 meters steadily pressed Valotov's head.

Every muscle in his body was filled with tyrannical factors, his right eye had been closed, and when Varotov's heavy punch hit, it suddenly opened, and a blood-red eye suddenly appeared in the socket, and the whole person was like a silent active volcano

Boom!

With a loud bang, Varotov's right cheek was shattered, seven or eight teeth popped out of his mouth and fell into the ring, and the red-eyed young man walked barefoot in front of Varotov, who was still struggling to get up. Rumble! The instep slapped against his ribs, kicking the bear-like body into the air and slamming him into the ring

The prison warden took a check and handed it to the red-eyed youth, "A free place, plus 100,000 US dollars." ”

The red-eyed young man returned the check, and under the puzzled gaze of the prison warden, he said, "The 100,000 yuan will be used in a while, and it will be regarded as compensation for you." ”

After speaking, he walked straight out of the prison building, came to the wall, clenched his fists and stared at the thick wall quietly, all the prisoners and the prison wardens did not dare to come out, looking at him in fear what he wanted to do!

In the dull and hot air, there was a roar of a mechanical turbine at some point, the red-eyed youth raised his fist high, the roar of the turbine was even louder, the fist flashed with a red light, and there was a loud bang, and the fist had already hit the five-meter-thick prison wall.

Syllable!

Cracks and spiderwebs began to spread and expand around the fist, and at that moment everyone was so frightened that they couldn't make a sound, and under the gaze of countless eyes, the wall could no longer bear to collapse with a bang.

The red-eyed young man slowly closed his eyes and felt the cool breeze blowing in from outside the wall, stretched out a palm to catch the cool breeze, and when he opened his eyes and stretched out his arms, he shouted, "The taste of freedom!" I, Wei Yan, came back alive! ”

Excerpt 2:

"Your Excellency! Are you ready to die? The contemptible Yanagi Shunichi has come to take your life. ”

Out of the dark shadow came a middle-aged man wearing clogs, with a bald head and two Fuso knives hanging from his waist, nodding politely, but with a look of disdain in his eyes.

Opposite him was a young man with a long sharp-beaked monkey cheek and a thunderous face, looking very obscene. However, the red lacquered copper rod in his hand was not light, and when it touched the ground, it suddenly made a heavy sound.

Draw your sword and slash!

Yanagi Jun grabbed the scabbard and pushed it with his thumb, and the Fuso knife came out of the sheath in an instant, slashing at the young man with a round of silver light.

I don't know that the stick bearer sneered: "I don't know who I am, and I dare to kill me, I don't know how thick the sky is!" ”

As soon as he said it, the young man with the stick was still sneering on the spot, and he didn't see him dodging, and the knife fell on his neck in the blink of an eye, and cut diagonally. Liu Shengjun put away the knife and stood there, sighed and said: "Your Excellency only cares about talking big, and you don't know how to hide, is it that there is not even a person to take the knife in such a big country?" Alas! ”

After sighing, Yanagi Shunichi was about to take a few steps to walk, when suddenly he stopped, and quickly turned his head to look back, only to see that the young man with the stick was still standing there, but slowly disappearing into a virtual shadow.

"Can I get by with this trick of the real or false monkey king?" A playful voice came from a tree branch next to him.

Yanagi Junichi took a step back with a solemn face, and once again reached out to touch the Fuso knife on his waist.

The smile of the young man with the stick had not disappeared before, but it was slowly cold at the moment, and the copper stick was turning in his hand as if it were a flower, and he said coldly: "Remember that the one who killed you is Sun Yan!" The little Fusang also dares to be rampant and eat my grandson! ”

As soon as the sound fell, the figure leaped up with a copper stick, and for a moment it seemed that there were clouds under his feet, and countless stick shadows overlapped and slashed down in the air.

Excerpt 3:

On the top of Lengshan Mountain, under a mysterious and brilliant palace on the clouds, a group of people in black suits went back and forth here, some of them were holding weapons and police equipment, and some were holding scientific instruments in their hands, and they were busy.

A tall, fat old man looked at the palace in front of him with a distraction, as if he was recalling some old things in the past, and he couldn't let go of it for a long time.

The man in black who hurried out of the city gate came to the old man and muttered something. I saw that the old man waved his hand and gestured to a secretary-like person next to him, and ordered: "Make every effort to clear those dog people, and immediately notify the 19th team to make up for the second echelon." ”

The secretary immediately wrote and drew something on the paper, followed him to receive a phone call, and after saying a few words, he whispered to the old man: "The southern branch was attacked by the Zhiwu Society, and the losses are still being counted. ”

The old man shook his head and said, "That's just a bait, I was going to abolish the branch there and send the territory to the Martial Society, so you don't care about him." ”

After speaking, the old man no longer paid attention to the others, like a lonely old man in a busy crowd, sitting there quietly and falling into the memory, after a long time, there was news from inside, the passage of the main hall had been opened, the old man came back to his senses, and said: "Inform the people inside, find a modern human skeleton near the throne of the main hall and carry him out completely and bury him." Finally, don't alarm the existence of the Heavenly God Tree! Dig up the clones in the crypt under the tree, the organization needs these people to complete the god-making project. ”

The secretary snorted and quickly beckoned the liaison staff to order.