Chapter 827 [The Last Refugee]

"It should be boxing champion Smith doing his pre-fight ritual!" Long Williams said.

"What ritual?" Alice was even more curious.

Long Williams said lightly: "Practice boxing with a living person......"

"It's cruel, but I'm curious about what that scene is like, cousin, can you take us to see it?" Alice said coquettishly.

Although Alice is young, she is completely different from Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing, and when the two of them heard that a living person was practicing boxing, they were so frightened that they called it cruel. However, when Alice heard this, she even wanted to see it.

"Okay, I'd like to see the ceremony of King Smith too!" Long Williams was also curious.

Long Williams told the staff of the boxing stadium his idea, although the staff was very embarrassed, but they could only agree, who made Long Williams' identity too special.

Although the arena is not played, there is a lot of space around it.

The staff took Ye Chenfeng and the others to the preparation room on the left side of the arena, which was specially prepared by boxing champion Smith.

In this preparation room, everyone saw a tall figure like a small mountain, standing there, a violent aura oppressed and made people breathless.

Boxing champion Smith is also two meters long, and he looks similar to Xi Dazhuang, his dark muscles shine with dazzling brilliance, and his muscle lines are like small snakes about to burst.

However, his big size is suitable for the Big Mac of the Paramount Marauders.

It's like a normal car can't fit at all, it's like stuffing an elephant into the car.

"Wow! that's so tall!" Alice's eyes were full of shock.

"Hurry up! Don't mess around!

In a burst of scolding, several fierce men drove a group of ragged refugees here.

The refugees were yellow-skinned, some of them had problems walking, and they could tell they were hungry by their looks. Some people haven't even eaten for days.

"Cousin, is the boxer going to kill them?" asked Alice, covering her mouth.

"Hmm!" Long Williams nodded.

Alice asked curiously, "These refugees are powerless, why doesn't he find someone stronger to practice boxing?"

"You'll find out if you keep looking!" said Long Williams.

There were nine refugees in total, boxing champion Smith shook his head, the pigtails on his head kept shaking, and he stared at the nine refugees as if he were staring at his prey.

There are black bread crumbs scattered all over the floor, and even if a pet sees it, it won't move.

But when the nine refugees saw the bread crumbs on the ground, their eyes lit up and they pounced desperately, and the nine people scrambled for it, full of gunpowder.

"Haha, that's good, that's what you want!" Smith laughed.

Although there was a crumb of bread in one place, the amount added up was pitiful, and the tooth sacrifice was not enough, and the nine people divided it up in an instant.

Immediately, nine people lay on the ground, looking at boxing champion Smith expectantly, like dogs.

Smith nodded with satisfaction, waved his big hand, and two people pushed up two food trucks behind him, one of which was full of food, roast chicken, roast goose and other delicacies. The other was lined with banknotes, which numbered hundreds of thousands of euros, to say the least.

"Uh-huh......"

A sultry snort was raised, and two scantily clad blondes arrived with sexy steps, constantly winking at the nine refugees.

Seeing the dining car and the beautiful women, the eyes of the nine refugees were about to fly out, and the corners of their mouths were connected into a line.

"Ahh......h

Nine refugees began to scream and rushed over to divide the food and banknotes, as well as the two sexy girls.

"Wait!"

The mountain-like Smith stopped in front of him, which made several people timid, and at the same time, they stopped.

"You can eat food and wine, you can take hundreds of thousands, women can take it!

The nine refugees looked at Smith with a serious expression, looking forward to what was to come.

"That's to step on me! Of course I'll give you weapons!"

Smith's voice fell, and a crisp voice rang out on the ground.

There are more daggers on the ground, open mountains and knives and other cold weapons.

"Hey, come on, guys, if you get down with me, food and wine will satisfy your hunger, hundreds of thousands of bills will be enough for you to live, and of course the hot Frenchwoman is opening her big heart and waiting to spend a wonderful night with you!" Smith used words to arouse the desires of the nine refugees.

The eyes of the refugees who are controlled by desire are really terrifying!

Ye Chenfeng has seen this kind of look, the enemy who is fighting the trapped beast on the battlefield, and the last moment of despair is this kind of eyes with a strong desire to survive, and often they can burst out with amazing strength.

"Yikes!"

Suddenly, one of the refugees burst into a shout, picked up a knife from the ground and rushed forward.

The rest of the people reacted, and they also picked up the cold weapons on the ground and rushed forward, but there was still one person who did not rush up with the crowd.

They have even ignored the boxing champion Smith in their eyes, and they only have food, money, and beauty in their eyes.

An individual is like a doping, bursting out with amazing explosive power.

"It's horrible!"

Alice couldn't help but say, these refugees were obviously embarrassed and hungry and couldn't walk, but at the moment they were alive and vigorous, and their momentum was like the wind!

The first refugee to rush in, the weapon in his hand was aimed at Smith's stomach, and he blamed Smith for being too tall, and he could only stab this position.

His extremely fast speed was as slow as a snail in Smith's eyes, and the moment the cold weapon stabbed him, Smith's right arm suddenly struck, and he immediately grabbed the refugee's wrist.

"Click!"

There was only a click, followed by the hysterical screams of the refugees.

"Bang!"

Smith kicked out, hitting the refugee's waist and eye, and with a click, his waist broke, and his body flew out, killing him instantly!

The rest didn't have time to react, and Smith was already among them, hand and foot out together, the clattering sound of bone cracks was incessant, and corpses were left on the ground.

Soon, there were eight more bodies on the ground, all but the one who did not rush up.

"Why didn't you rush up?" Smith asked coldly, staring at him with sharp eyes.

"It's really cruel!" Alice couldn't help but exclaim, but it attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

And the last refugee also looked up, his eyes were very bright under his messy long hair, and he paused when he saw Ye Chenfeng.

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