"...... What a boy, you carried it with me, right, since you want to gamble, then gamble, there is no reason not to accept the money you sent. "Call the eldest brother back immediately.

"Cut. Who gave it to whom and said it wasn't necessarily? The young man muttered quietly. Hearing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but be a little curious. I didn't expect these viewers to support this number eight so much. And in its current form, if Eight survives the first round, then the stakes on him will definitely be a huge number, but if Eight falls in the second round, I don't know what kind of things will happen.

Lin Feng listened with interest to the discussion of the crowd around him.

Stage. At this time, three people have been killed, number one, number three, and number seven. But he didn't notice that the blood on the three people who fell was very regular when the blood flowed out of their bodies. The blood led to some small marks on the ground, slowly flowed to the center of the stage, and then disappeared. No one noticed this scene, not even Lin Feng, after all, the blood of the three people was too little. There wasn't much movement.

Then at this time, the eighth on the stage finally made a move, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he opened his eyes in an instant and raised his palm. The figure flashed, and then in an instant, it was slightly towards the second. One kick was slashed horizontally at No. 2.

But No. 2 does have some strength, just when No. 8's figure is slightly towards his side, when his right foot slashes horizontally towards himself, No. 2's upper body leans back slightly&1&本&read&novel{.{ yb}{du}.}, and then with a movement of his feet, Chong Eight's body slid behind Eight. This scene saw some people in the bar shouting.

Then at this time, the female voice rang out again: "Gentlemen and ladies, scream, madness." Look at who lives on this stage between No. 2 and No. 8, tonight is destined to be a night full of blood, brutality and excitement! Let's shout with passion. ”

However, at this time, the audience at the bar ignored the shouts, and stared at the number eight and number two on the stage.

On the stage at this time, No. 2 dodged No. 8's attack, the two looked at each other, and a murderous aura emerged from the person's body, and finally the two of them were in a tense atmosphere, and the game of death kicked off again.

It's not a martial arts competition on stage, and you don't pay attention to anything. This kind of death game is not as simple and "Sven" as a fighting competition, anything is your weapon in this iron dragon, here you can attack the opponent with any part, even if you kill someone with your mouth, or maybe a despicable kick to break someone's life, you can use it, because there is only one purpose on the stage here, that is, to make your opponent unable to get up, so that the opponent loses his breath.

So at this time, not only did a dagger appear in the second hand, but he didn't even know where to find a short knife. The blade is not long, so it can be well hidden.

When he took out the short knife, No. 2's eyes closed slightly, and there was a look of determination in his eyes, and then he opened it again. When he opened it this time, his eyes were already full of killing intent, and at this moment, No. 2's strength was completely revealed, but Lin Feng could still see that although No. 2's strength was not weak, compared with No. 8, it was still not as strong as No. 8, after all, Team No. 8 defeated No. 3 so easily just now, and they didn't use all their strength at all, so it was no accident that it must be No. 2 who died.

"Kill ......" A killing sound suddenly came out of No. 2's mouth, and as soon as the word killing fell, No. 2's figure instantly swept towards No. 8. The short knife secretary in his right hand slashed horizontally at Eight.

No. 8 faced the rushing No. 2, and the corner of his mouth smiled coldly. On the side of his feet, he instantly avoided the short knife, and then No. 2 seemed to have known that No. 8 would have such a move, and he took a dagger in his left hand and stabbed No. 8 directly into the neck.

The expression on No. 8's face did not change at all, his left hand clenched into a fist, and suddenly hit No. 2's wrist, No. 2's left hand instantly retreated, No. 8 saw that he hit No. 2, his head tilted back slightly, and with an air kick, his body rose into the air, and his knee hit No. 2's chest block directly. Seeing Eight's movements, Number Two crossed his hands on his chest.

Then there was a bump in the air. The bodies of the two of them each stepped back.

No. 8, who stepped back, glanced at No. 2 in surprise, and said in surprise: "No wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out that you have some strength." ”

The faint words lingered on the stage.

Number Two did not answer, staring at the rebellious number eight with cold eyes, without saying any more words, his hands slightly twisted, a short knife, and a dagger formed the shape of a semi-circle. Then No. 2 rubbed the short knife and the dagger against each other, which looked extremely terrifying, and the friction between the dagger and the short knife even had a faint muffled thunder sound, which emanated from it.

When No. 8 saw No. 2's movements, he smiled with contempt on his face, but a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he found that the aura on No. 2's body had increased at this time.

"Kill!" As soon as the killer against No. 2 exited, No. 2's hands moved slightly, and a murderous intent surged out of his body, and his figure swept towards No. 8 again.

Looking at No. 2 and No. 8, there was no fear or timidity on his face.

"Humph!" No. 8 glanced indifferently at No. 2 who swept towards him, sneered, his toes suddenly touched the ground, and his body suddenly turned into a flash of silver light, the speed was very fast, leaving only an afterimage in the air, at this moment No. 8's strength was even more lifted, and the figure was as fast as lightning towards No. 2.

Soon the two of them were fighting together, and the number eight's fists were indeed superb. However, the short knife of No. 2 also danced impermeable. However, No. 8 seems to be slightly stronger, his punches are quick and clean, without the slightest drag, his body is agile, his steps are orderly, and he is full of confidence in shaking and dodging, and he presses No. 2 back a little, but no one knows, in fact, these are not the strongest side of No. 8. Right now, your number eight isn't going to show his toughest side. Now it's just a warm-up game for the eight. For the eighth of this low-level black fist emperor, there is no need to worry about the body at all. After all, there are still times when there are turns to play in the low black boxing, so this time is equivalent to a warm-up match for No. 8.

In the iron cage, No. 2 faced No. 8's fierce attack, although it was a little weak, but with a knife. It's just a slight disadvantage. Eight wasn't going to kill himself yet.

At this time, everyone in the bar can see that it is impossible for No. 8 to solve the battle in five minutes, and indeed, to be able to openly challenge No. 8, without a little strength, it is impossible to say.