A moment later.

Tom's originally tall and strong body became like a paralyzed mud.

Starting from the calves, it slowly shrinks little by little, slowly accumulating on the ground.

From a distance, it looks like a huge humanoid skin.

His facial features were all hollowed, and even his eyes and teeth were gone.

Xiao Simao and nearly 30,000 spectators, one by one, opened their mouths widely, and their pupils were almost protruding from the restraints of their eye sockets.

Stupidly watching this scene.

Tom is dead!

The first person in the world's underground black boxing arena, known as the "Death Reaper", is dead!

The bones, muscles, internal organs, etc., are all indigested, leaving only a skin sac.

He was Xiao Yang, who was knocked to the ground thirteen times, and died with one punch.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's unbelievable and unimaginable.

At this moment, Xiao Yang, who was in the field, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket again.

After lit, take a big breath.

Call!

Tilting his head into the air, he exhaled the thick smoke in his mouth.

Without looking at the skin bag left on the ground, he dragged his tired body and slowly walked towards the outside of the iron cage.

"The first person in the Black Fist, the undefeated God of War Xiao Yang."

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Everyone applauded.

Looking at Xiao Yang one by one, there are admiration, admiration, fear, envy, and worship......

Rumble!

Suddenly, an earth-shattering explosion sounded at the gate.

Thousands of heavily armed, heavily armed men with face masks on their heads rushed in from the smoke.

"We are the Monan City Patrol Bureau, no one is allowed to move, and if there is a disobedience, they will be shot on the spot."

A man dressed as a leader came over and shouted.

"The onlookers will investigate on the spot, and the rest of the people will be arrested."

Before the words fell, several armed masked personnel rushed towards Xiao Yang and Xiao Simao.

couldn't help but say, put black hoods on the two of them, handcuffed their hands, and dragged them up and left.

Xiao Yang always remained silent, did not say a word, and did not resist.

The two were taken into the car and galloped all the way to the patrol bureau.

A young catcher reached out and took off the hoods of the two men.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Xiao Simao, and the boss is Long Fangtai, and I am very familiar with your bureau."

Syllable!

The young man catches quickly, and his backhand is a slap in the face, and he slaps it the little four-haired cheeks.

"I'm asking your name, what the fuck are you talking about Rory?"

Xiao Simao covered his face, lowered his head, and didn't dare to speak again.

Xiao Yang, who was on the side, found that several people were in the cell.

Then he turned his head to look at the window in the upper left, and it was already getting dark.

"What's your name?" The young catcher quickly stabbed Xiao Yang on the shoulder with the rubber stick in his hand.

"Xiao Yang." Xiao Yang looked out the window at the morning glow and said lightly.

"Look at you, it's the Black Fist fighter from last night."

The expression was arrogant, young and fast, and he smiled gloomily.

"I heard that you are all very good at fighting, and you are especially good at fighting, aren't you?"

The only answer to him was silence.

From the moment he entered the cell, Xiao Yang didn't even look at him.

"What the fuck, you dare to argue with Lao Tzu here."

The young man looked cold and picked up a stick with solid steel on the inside and rubber on the outside.

Poked Xiao Yang's liver hard.

Burst!

Xiao Yang directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Sir, my brother is seriously injured, so please let him go."

Xiao Simao on the side hurriedly reached out and grabbed the young catcher.

"I'll fuck you, what are you, dare to drag Lao Tzu."

The young catcher quickly flew up and kicked Xiao Simao to the ground.

Raised the rubber roller in his hand and slammed the back of Xiao Yang's head.

Another middle-aged catcher quickly raised his hand to stop him, "It's almost over, it's not easy for you to kill him here." ”

"I'll take you later." The young catcher glared at Xiao Yang fiercely.

He turned around and walked out with his companion and locked the cell with his hand.

Xiao Yang, who took a deep breath, slowly raised his head.

Looking at the stainless steel guardrails in front of me, it was as if I had returned to the prison of the military department.

"Brother Yang, are you okay?" Xiao Simao got up from the ground and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Xiao Yang shook his head and did not speak.

Turning to sit on the bench, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Xiao Simao, who looked puzzled, also came over and sat beside him.

Brother Long's field has been open for more than ten years, and no one has come to look for trouble.

With his relationship, not to mention the Monan Patrol and Arrest Bureau, no one in the provincial patrol department will dare to investigate.

The scene tonight is too big, and the profits are even more terrifying.

I'm afraid it was secretly reported by a more powerful opponent.

Xiao Simao, who lowered his head, thought wildly.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, there was a cacophony of voices in the distance.

"Lord Liu, you have been tired all the way, how did you rest last night?"

"It's okay, after visiting your place, I want to return to Kyoto immediately, and you don't have to arrange the royal bureau."

"Lord Liu, you're welcome, this is a matter for your subordinates, hahaha......"

As the voice approached, a young man in an olive trench coat approached first.

Next to him was a middle-aged man with hair and a short and fat build.

Behind them were several uniformed personnel accompanying them, as well as the two arresters just now.

As the young man passed by the cell, he accidentally glanced inside out of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly.

The two eyes opened angrily, looking directly at Xiao Yang, who was leaning against the wall and closing his eyes.

"Lord Liu, these two are just street bastards, there's nothing to see."

The short and fat middle-aged man stepped forward with a smile, "Please come to my office and drink some tea." ”

The young man ignored him and hurried to the cell.

kicked open the iron door and rushed to Xiao Yang's approach.

Kneeling on one knee, clenching his fists with both hands, and bowing his head deeply, "The lowly Liu Zhenhan knocked on General Xiao." ”

Rumble!

In an instant, everyone was staring at each other, stunned on the spot.

What's going on?

A stocky middle-aged man with his fat lips wide open, stupidly staring inside the cell.

Lord Liu is the head catcher of the six doors of Kyoto.

He is in charge of the Kyushu Imperial Criminal Department, Dali Temple and the Yamen of the Three Law Divisions of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

The status is second only to the Lord of the Three Law Divisions.

How could he kneel down to this young man who was fighting black boxing, and also called him Xiao Jiang.

What's going on here???

Xiao Simao on the side was so frightened that he squatted directly on the ground.

With his bewildered eyes open, he looked at Xiao Yang for a while, and looked at the young man with his head hanging down for a while.

What's the matter, I'm not blind and dreaming, am I?

"I'm just an ordinary person now, get up."

Xiao Yang, whose eyelids had never been open, said softly.

"I really didn't know that you had been released from prison, and yesterday I saw a person similar to you on the street, and I thought I was wrong."

Liu Zhenhan's voice was choked and said loudly: "But I never imagined that I would meet an adult here." ”

"The lowly and brethren miss you very much, and they know better what happened to adults, so they ......"

"I'm just an ordinary person now, do you understand?"

Xiao Yang slowly opened his eyes and glanced at him.

After Liu Zhenhan heard this, his body shook violently.

Slowly lifted his skull, which was already in tears, and clenched his back molars tightly.

looked at Xiao Yang, who was still dripping blood from the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, he quickly got up and turned around, looking at the short and fat middle-aged man with cold eyes, "Which of you hit him just now?" ”