Chapter 768: Tough Eight

At this time. How could this scene in the bar not be like this, when a person fell down in the ring, when these crazy shouts below, didn't this moment reveal the ugliness of human beings? Doesn't this moment reveal these inner ugliness?

If these people are put on the stage, it may be endless pleading.

On stage at this time. Eight took a step forward, with his hands behind his back, his head slightly raised, looked at Three, and said, "For me, you are too weak, give you a whole corpse." How do you want to die. ”

The arrogance of the eighth made the eyes of some people on the stage slightly moved. At this time, the eighth even had a little momentum, that is, the sun and the moon entered my chest, and I was dominant! Who is like me, pointing the sword to the waves of the world? Such a momentum, but it's a pity that such a momentum appears in such a person, it is nondescript, which makes people feel a little funny, in the eyes of Lin Feng and Ye Zhe, this is what they think.

As the words of the eighth had just fallen, the audience below was completely exploding. The applause of the audience suddenly thundered and sensationalized.

Some even started to bet on it.

"Lao Tzu bets, No. 3 will definitely not live for five minutes."|A triumphant voice rang out in the bar.

As soon as this voice fell, the other people next to him looked at each other with disdain, and then someone said, "." You stupid fork. Who can't see it, can No. 3 survive for five minutes, I~one~Ben~read~Little~Say~ybdu look at him. He couldn't even hold on for a minute. It's up to you to say that. Another voice said disdainfully.

"yes, yes! I think this guy is right, how can this number three look like he can survive more than five minutes, I see, this number three can't last a minute. Another sound rang out.

“j8。 In my opinion. At this time, the number three is completely a strong bow and crossbow fury. Not to mention a minute, even thirty seconds is to lift him. If Eight strikes with all his might. I don't think No. 3 can even resist No. 8's blow. A very arrogant voice interjected.

As the voice fell, several people who were still unashamed just now turned their heads and found that it was a young man who spoke. There was a cigarette in his mouth. It looks a bit nondescript.

Although it is somewhat strange to say this, where did this young man get his confidence. However, there were still some doubts, and then someone said in disbelief: "Impossible, even if No. 8 is strong, No. 3 is weak." But there is absolutely no one who can step onto this stage. How could it be that you can't even resist a blow. ”

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, but it seems that this middle-aged man still has some vision, at least he can see that it is definitely not easy for these people to be on this stage. In fact, this young man with a cigarette was just talking. He knew that No. 3 couldn't block No. 8's blow. Seeing these people chatting so interestingly, I just wanted to talk. But I didn't think that these people would take it seriously.

Although some people didn't believe what this young man said, many people knew that No. 3 was definitely not No. 8's opponent, and suddenly, someone yelled.

"...... Damn it. Come on the eight, slaughtered the third for Lao Tzu. The paralysis is so weak and dares to go up, but Lao Tzu has pressed two thousand times on No. 3's body. Now it's all in vain. Damn it. Luck so back. slaughtered the third for Lao Tzu. Come on! ”

The sound was so loud that it suddenly rang out in the bar, and many people in the bar heard it. But no one cares, because it's realistic. However, no one knows that this voice speaks to the hearts of many people. Someone immediately shouted in agreement.

"Yes! Hurry up on the eighth, slaughter the three, dare to go up with such garbage, Lao Tzu can kill him with one hand. Another voice roared.

"Slaughtered number three. Lao Tzu also pressed three thousand yuan on him. Hurry up to the eight. Lao Tzu will press you in the next round, all on your body. At this time, such voices echoed in the bar.

The number eight on the stage also heard these voices. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the expression on No. 8's face was slightly stunned at first, but then it was full of smiles. As the shouts grew louder and louder in the bar, Eight, enjoying the sensation, turned to face everyone in the bar and put his finger to his lips.

With such an action as the number eight fell. The sound of shouting in the bar just now stopped in an instant, and it was very neat. Even Lin Feng and Ye Zhe were a little surprised that No. 8 could still have such an empty field ability.

Of course, what the two of them didn't know was that such a thing would be easy for No. 8, after all, the previous No. 8 was an underground King of Fighters. I know these feelings of the audience very well. That is, to know the ugliness of these people's hearts. So in the past in the underground black fist, his voice was very high.

When all the voices in the bar stopped, Eight slowly lowered his fingers to his lips. Then his lips trembled a few times, and he pointed to the audience in front of him, and then his fingers actually circled around the bar. Finally stopped his finger on the second floor. Then he said softly, "Press me." Absolutely, yes. Come on! Go crazy. ”

As the voice fell, the entire bar was stunned for a moment, and then everyone shouted. It seems that this number eight can really grasp the minds of these people.

However, Lin Feng was a little strange, why would No. 8 let these people suppress him? Of course, what Lin Feng didn't know was that these people were not Heavenly Dao people in the first place. But they are all people who are busy with their lives, some are invited by interests, and some are compulsory. Number Three was forcibly plundered. The number eight is equivalent to coming voluntarily. So No. 8 is very calm, and No. 3 has a bit of death in his eyes.

Of course, it doesn't matter what method these people have gathered here, but you want others to work for you. You have to be gracious and powerful. This is also the usual method of the Heavenly Dao, put you in this iron cage, if you don't fight, just wait to be killed, this is considered dangerous, many people have to fight, but the same Heavenly Dao also promises. When the last person wins, how much RMB does he have on him, then this person can reach this 10 percent. Don't underestimate it, this 10 percent, it's still hundreds of millions.

So with this condition, it can be regarded as a little comfort to the people who are put in the iron cage, because they will fight hard for themselves to survive. But after working hard, they can still have an income, for them who have no choice, they are outlaws, why not. It is precisely this condition. Let No. 8 be very excited, very excited, in No. 8's heart, confident that he is the last person to live. So he tricked these people into buying him, so that he took more of it.

Nothing in the world is absolute, so the number eight is destined to be a sad one. Because at this time, the other players on the stage were watching No. 8 with a hint of murderous intent in their eyes.