Wilson stopped Kalimdor and looked at him indifferently, "It's time for me to make you suffer!"

"It's up to you, Lao Tzu has been eating and drinking spicy food in the past few years, comfortable and comfortable, but he wants to move his muscles and bones, and he happened to have a deal with you today. It also allows you to see that Lao Tzu has not been mixed in Tarta for all these years. Kalimdor pulled out a saber from behind him and pulled out the knife with a "brush". It was a Swiss Army knife, both sharp and hard.

Kleist, who was closest to Wilson, was terrified when he saw the knife, but the feeling was fleeting, and he had the idea that he was going to go up to Wilson's aid when Wilson and Kalimdo were going to fight each other. But now two tall boys were violently besieging him, and he adopted a Wilsonian attack, first targeting a weaker target, leaving the other, and then striking another after defeating the weaker.

Such a move may seem very savage, but it is very useful, knocking down one of the two opponents, and the other will be more or less cowardly in his heart. Only by defeating the opponent first psychologically can you finally defeat the opponent.

While Kleist was struggling with the two tall men, Wilson and Kalimdor were already in a fight.

Wilson was also a little frightened by the knife, and if any part of his body accidentally touched the sharp blade of the knife, blood would definitely flow. He analyzes that the opponent's strength is limited, and he can completely defeat the opponent in the first round of the fight, and he must defeat the opponent in the first round, otherwise the certainty of victory will be greatly reduced.

As he thought about it, Kalim's dangling knife was already in front of Wilson's eyes. Wilson skillfully dodged sideways, his right arm then hit Kalimdo's lower abdomen, and then another turn, and he was already behind Kalimdo, a hammer-like fist that slammed into his head.

After Kalimdor received a punch in the back of the head, he was still conscious, and hurriedly crouched down, the knife thrust back. Wilson was distracted to dodge the knife, and his work relaxed, allowing Kalim to take advantage of it and withdraw from Wilson's attack range.

And just like that, the first round was over, and Wilson was arguably not only not winning, but also not taking much advantage. He stared at Kalimdor, his brain racing.

Suddenly, a thick arm reached out from Wilson's back shoulder and strangled his neck. Kalimdor immediately rushed at Wilson, the knife in his hand glowing coldly.

Wilson's right foot slammed on the top of the man's foot, hoping to make the man relax, but he didn't expect the man to concentrate more and strangle Wilson's neck tighter.

Seeing that Kalimdo's knife was about to reach Wilson's chest. A figure struck from mid-air, hitting Kalimdor on the left side. I saw that his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.

The figure was none other than Kleist, short but light.

"You little ghost, are you looking for death? The man standing behind Wilson spoke.

Wilson immediately heard that it was Gordon's voice, and Gordon's powerful body was close to Wilson, and there was not a trace of space. As he spoke to Kleist, Wilson leaped to his feet and fell backwards by inertia, with enough force to push Gordon to his heels.

After Gordon fell to the ground, Wilson rode on top of him and greeted the big face with his fist. When Gordon stood up, he was extremely majestic, and once he fell, he felt that all the strength of his body was integrated with the earth, and he could not get rid of the control of the ground. In fact, any fat person will have this feeling when lying on the ground, and only that kind of vigorous person can break free from the confinement of the earth and bloom the strongest self.

Wilson kept beating Gordon until he couldn't stand up, and when he looked back, he was startled. Kalimdor had already stood up, and had put the knife on Kleist's neck, looking at Wilson with a sinister expression.

"This kid dares to sneak up on me, I want him to die!Do you have any opinions?" Kalimdor pressed the knife in his hand hard against Kleist's neck, and a stream of blood flowed down instantly.

Wilson hurriedly shouted, "Stop!"

"Now that the knife is in my hand, you can beg me. Kalimdor smiled greedily, "Get down on your knees and beg me!"

Wilson clenched his fists, the sound of friction between joints was crisp and pleasant, he really didn't know what to do at the moment, it was because he was too obsessed with fighting himself, and he didn't observe the movements of his opponent behind him, so Kalimdo had a chance. But repentance is never the way out, does he really want to bend his knee that has never been bent?

"Brother Wilson, leave me alone, remember your ideals, and don't let this little thing stand in the way of your success!" cried out Kleist.

Kalimdor pressed the knife in again and scolded, "Stinky boy, be careful if you talk again!"

Kleist was a very timid child, and he was not yet seven years old, how difficult it was to endure such fear and pain! Wilson had one thought after another in his mind, but he did not make any move, but stared into Kalimdor's eyes with a wolf-like gaze, hoping to find some opportunity from there. It's a pity that they are a little far away, more than five meters, no matter how strong Wilson's impact is, they can't rush in front of Kalimdo in an instant, and then defeat Kalimdor while rescuing Kleist.

"You just want to see me kneel?" Wilson asked faintly.

Kalimdor smiled and nodded, "Yes, if you kneel, I'll let this little ghost go." ”

"No, Brother Wilson!" cried Kleist, despite the pain of the knife cutting his neck.

Wilson gritted his teeth, the muscles in his face began to throb, and his knees were no longer as straight as they had been at the beginning, and they were about to bend to the end at any moment.

"Kneel, or I'll change my mind later, and I won't have such a bargain for you to pick up!" Kalimdor smirked as a wild dog in heat, always so unscrupulous.

Kleist has become what he is now for his own sake, and he has an unshirkable responsibility! But if he really kneels, his dignity will be lost. Wilson's heart rose and fell, and he hesitated for a moment.

"Ahh

Wilson couldn't help but reach out his hand, as if he could relieve Kleist's pain.

He has no way out now, to kneel, or not to kneel?

"You really let me do it!" Lev looked at Wilson in surprise.

Wilson smiled, "This is a chance for revenge, if you miss it this time, you may not have this chance in the future." ”

"If you don't dare to go up, you can just hide here, anyway, it's the same with you or not. Ansellu gave Lev a blank look.

"They're out of school. Andy, who had been watching from outside the house, turned around and said.

Wilson stood up and shouted, "Brothers! How strong our wills are depends on this time!" With that, he strode out.

Ansailu and the others also walked out.

"Let's go! You can't go wrong with our leader. Sibek grabbed Lev's shoulder and squeezed it vigorously, then walked out the door as well.

Lev raised his fist and slammed it into his thigh, "******!

There was a group of people standing outside the Tarta Academy.,There are two leaders.,One of them is Benson who was working with Wilson just now.,The person standing next to him had a shaved head.,With a cigarette in his mouth.,Looks arrogant.。

The burly Lambert stood behind the two of them, and behind him was the crowd of more than thirty people.

Wilson took the lead and walked up, "We're coming, what about your promise?"

"I'm telling you, this is our **** big brother in Tarta City, Kalimdo. Benson proudly introduced the languishing guy beside him.

Kalimdo pinched the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, looked at Wilson and the others carefully, and said disdainfully: "Who are you mixing vegetables underneath? I haven't heard of you guys in Tarta City!"

Wilson said calmly: "From today onwards, you should remember our name, we are Team Lowe. ”

"Looks like you're not convinced! Do you want to go it alone, or do you want to fight in a group?" Kalimdo said to Wilson with his index finger.

Wilson moved his neck, "You can go it alone first, which of you will come with me?"

Kalimdo laughed, "Just you malnourished fellow, I'm still not going to give you a bad shot." Gordon! You're going to meet him!"

The guy named Gordon was a strong guy with dark muscles that showed an alluring color in the sun.

Andy saw that the situation was not right, how could the leader of his team fight against the opponent's opponent, so he said: "This little thing doesn't need our leader to make a move, let me come!"

Gordon clenched his fists and walked up to Andy's side angrily, "You kid looks like he really wants to die." I'm the famous Gordon of Tarta, and you dare to call me a little thing, let you see how good I am. With that, a punch landed firmly on Andy's face.

Andy wasn't stupid either, and immediately returned a punch, but was blocked by Gordon's right arm. Gordon clenched his left fist and fired two punches in a row, knocking Andy a little blindfolded.

Ansailu didn't like it, and rushed forward.

The other party's Lambert saw the opportunity and kicked Ansailu in the chest, catapulting him three meters away. Wilson gritted his teeth and shouted, "Give it to me!"

The two groups of people were entangled. More than thirty people beat eight people, and the victory or defeat is obvious.

Wilson was surrounded by a group of ten men, and one person kicked him up, and he was not lightly injured. Wilson wasn't the kind to be cowardly, and he took a shot at the weakest of men and grabbed him, his fist falling in his face like a meteor.

The man who had been punched by Wilson had a bloody face, his eyes were swollen and he couldn't open them, and he cried out in a daze, "Please, don't fight." ”

Wilson was also red-eyed, and his hatred for those ten people was all directed at one person. Until the man's body collapsed in Wilson's hands, he stopped and looked for the next target.

Others are not in a better position than Wilson. The emaciated Xibai was surrounded by three people, and his body was about to be broken by them, but he insisted on not falling, and he thought that as long as he did not fall, it was not over.

Lev, who had just entered Wilson, let Benson catch him, and he was held firmly by the arm by two men and escorted in front of Benson. Benson scolded him, punched him, and finally had no more to scold, lifted his knee and slammed Lev's head up. Lev couldn't stand it after being hit twice, but he didn't want to admit it, so he simply pretended to be dead. Benson was even more ruthless to the dead, taking off his shoes and slapping him in the face with the soles of his shoes. Lev's face was covered in blood, and Benson asked him, "Do you dare to be the most right with me?"

Lev coughed, spat blood in Benson's face, and scolded, "I fucking want to peel you off!

Of course, Benson beat Lev again.

Just when Wilson and the others were on the verge of collapse, a group of people ran over.

Kalimdor looked at the tall man in the lead and said, "Bart, why are you here too?"

Bart was the fastest runner in the Losis Peninsula, and his fame certainly spread widely.

"Come and extinguish your prestige!" Bart stepped forward and bumped into a big fat man head-on, and the other person was entangled and couldn't break free.

The group of people who followed Bart were, of course, were a few of them, although they were young, but they were very courageous. This time, even the timid Krast began to prepare to fight them desperately.

"Look at you little ones, you want to fight us. This is self-defeating. Kalimdor laughed at them.

At this time, the big fat man who was entangled with Bart suddenly screamed, and then shook his hand desperately.

It turned out that he had a small turtle with an extended neck on his thumb.

"Lazy!" Wilson immediately recognized the little turtle he named.

Bart kept the little lazy in his jacket pocket, which came in handy this time, and he didn't think that the little lazy who usually didn't even bother to eat could also help Bart a lot.

The big fat man couldn't stand the pain anymore, and just wanted to solve the little lazy with violence, but he was hit by Bart with his body, and his fist beckoned to his face.

As soon as the lazy saw Bart coming, he immediately let go of his mouth, returned to Bart's jacket pocket, and immediately fell asleep after returning to his little home.

When Kalim saw this, he was very angry and ordered his brothers to fight to the death!

At this moment, Wilson's strength has increased greatly, and the brothers are not as confident as they were just now.

But Wilson also knows that he can't be tough, his own strength is limited, and he must know how to outwit, shoot people and horses first, and capture thieves and kings first. He found Camlido and pounced.

Don't look at Camrido's body like a plate of loose sand, in fact, he has fought countless times, and he has also come over life and death, this time he met Wilson, knowing that the other party is not like the cowards he met before, and his nerves immediately tensed up by three points