death of hope

"I saw Madara Otani's Madou!" a rough voice shouted.

"Where?"

Yamato Tetsuya knocked down a tall man with a punch to the abdomen. After crossing the crowd, he finally saw the "fat boy" Kumada Jusaburo not far away.

"Over there! Under the billboard!" Xiongtian stretched out his chubby fingers.

"Are you sure? I didn't see it!"

"That guy Xiaogu, he's too short and was blocked by others... Oops!" Fatty got punched.

"Kumada, don't move! I'll go over and help you!"

Yamato Tetsuya punched and kicked him, knocked down five people in a row, fought his way through the dense crowd, and immediately helped Kumata out of the siege.

"Cheye-kun, you are so fierce. The rebels feel like they are in a no-man's land..."

"Now is not the time to talk about this... Just now you said, where is Madara's Xiaogu?"

"Over there, under the billboard, don't underestimate that guy. I've fought him before and he's very strong."

"Oh, I saw it...it's hard to handle. I can't step on the railing to get over."

"Wait a moment, classmate Shanshan, I'll help you clear the way!"

"Fat boy... what are you doing?"

"Hehe, when I was in junior high school, I was a player on the rugby school team!"

Kumada Jusaburo squatted down half-crouched, put one hand on the ground, and assumed a stance similar to that of a sumo wrestler.
In junior high school, he was an American football player and served as the main defensive tackle of the defensive team.
Weighing nearly 300 pounds, he has amazing explosive power and is especially good at physical confrontation.

At this moment, it transformed into a humanoid tank, its powerful leg muscles drove its fat body, and it jumped out like a bull, using its potential energy to knock away the four people.

Then he jumped up high and used his weight to knock down the three of them. Not letting go, he clamped his two ankles with his iron-like hands and pulled the two of them down forcefully.

The main job of an American football defensive tackle is to crush the opponent's forward and protect his team's quarterback to pass the ball.

Now, this quarterback is Tetsuya Yamama.

With just one person, he knocked down nine people in an instant, and "Fat Boy" Xiongtian opened up a narrow path:

"Classmate Shanshan! Xiaogu is over there! Hurry! Step on me and pass! Hurry!"

"I'm sorry! Fatty!"

Yamato Tetsuya's steps were brisk, like a dragonfly touching water, trying to step on areas that were thick and not painful,
He jumped up on the fat guy's shoulders and knocked someone down with a flying kick. When he saw the short guy under the billboard, he couldn't help but hit him with a Superman punch.Madou Otani is extremely sharp, as if he has eyes on the back of his head.
He dodged the heavy cannon, but failed to dodge the subsequent low sweep.
He was short and light in weight. He was hit in the shin and fell to the ground. Then, the transfer student grabbed his wrists and ankles and lifted him above his head like a barbell.

"Wochao! It's really beef!" Kumada Jusaburo was dumbfounded and clapped his hands and praised: "What a move to lift the cauldron!"

"You can hide pretty well! Short winter melon!"

"Put me down!"

"You can put it down, Xiaotani-san, can you swim?"

"I won the breaststroke championship when I was in junior high school...wait, why do you ask?"

"If you can swim, you can rest assured." Tetsuya Yamama sneered: "Otani-san, I will throw you down, but well, I won't throw you on the bridge..."

"What the hell... don't! Don't! Ouch!"

Madou Otani was horrified to find that he had been thrown out and was falling rapidly.
With a "crash", I fell into the sewage river. The sticky river water, the pungent smell, the floating garbage...

All this was so disgusting that he vomited it out with a "wow" sound and swam desperately toward the shore. After climbing up, he fainted.

"Take a rest for a while, short winter melon~" Yamato Tetsuya looked under the bridge:

"All the flag-bearing bosses of 123 Madara have fallen. To turn defeat into victory, I have to do more."

After killing several generals in a row, the morale of the army on the mountain was at an all-time high.
The passionate young men who originally had no hope now clenched their fists and fought desperately.

On the other hand, the morale of the Kasahara Legion was hit, but due to its absolute numerical advantage,
Although the losses are heavy, it is still a win-win situation.

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Hope is still slim, but Toru Yamayama's superb performance of killing three generals in a row is tantamount to giving his men a shot in the arm.

Everyone was shouting for a fierce battle, and everyone was going crazy. The performance of the three generals was particularly eye-catching.

"Bald Donkey" Tsuda Sanzo vowed to defend the rear front to the death, leading his elite men in a fierce battle with the group of foreign school boys wearing white smiling uniforms.

"Fat Boy" Kumada Jusaburo was like a rampaging mad bear, charging back and forth on the crowded bridge, unstoppable.

"Black neck" Kimura Ryuji stood at the forefront, facing Tetsuya Kasahara's "personal guards."

Facing the attack from a third-year student, he remained undaunted, and his neck covered with tattoos was stained red with blood.

Finally, he found his target and shouted ecstatically:
"Boss! Come here quickly! We found that bastard!"