Douluo: The Son of Poseidon Island, Stepmother Poseidon

Chapter 86: Useless Tang San, it’s useless to shout at the top of your lungs
"No! Don't come over here!"

After being punched twice by these big men, Tang San was dragged into a dark alley not far from the Hell Killing Field.

"Save me! Father, save me!"

At this moment, Tang San was extremely scared and wondered why he had not followed his father closely.

Otherwise, this wouldn't have happened.

"Save me!" At this time, Tang San was thrown into a dead end in a dark alley, and those big men completely blocked all his possible escape routes.

"Scream even if you scream your throat out, no one will come to save you." One of the big men in a flowered shirt grinned, "This is a city of slaughter, no one would be stupid enough to meddle in other people's business."

Then several big men surrounded him and grabbed Tang San's clothes with their hands and feet.

Only then did Tang San finally realize what he was about to suffer.

"no, do not want!!!"

Tang San roared in despair.

However, his shouting made the big men around him even more excited.

"Louder, haha."

Tang Hao couldn't help but frown as he watched all this from a distance.

The fists in his hands were clenched tightly.

But even so, he did not help.

Now we need to give Tang San a taste of despair, otherwise he will always be a waste.

"It's like this, you still don't dare to resist..."

An hour later.

Several big men stood up contentedly.

Tang San's eyes were completely lifeless, and he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Hey, Boss, why don't you kill him to avoid unnecessary trouble."

The other burly man who had already finished was holding up his trousers and talking to the flowered shirt.

"That's fine. Hurry up and cover it with some garbage."

Flowered Shirt nodded.

Then several big men came to Tang San with a smile and started to hit him with punches filled with soul power.

An ordinary person would die after not being able to withstand a few rounds of such beatings.

While enduring the impact, Tang San looked at these big men with lifeless eyes.

There was no light in his eyes, like a dead fish.

"It's like this, and you still don't fight back. You're only disappointing me."

Tang Hao placed the Clear Sky Hammer on his shoulder with one hand and came to the exit of the dark alley, blocking several sturdy men.

"Ok?"

The man in the flowered shirt looked at Tang Hao dissatisfiedly, "Don't meddle in other people's business here."

Tang San looked at Tang Hao who appeared, and his expression finally changed.

"Die, die die die die!"

Tang San suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, "All of you go to hell!"

"Father, help me get revenge! Kill them!"

Tang Hao looked at Tang San calmly, his eyes full of disappointment and disgust.

Feeling Tang Hao's gaze, Tang San shrank back and said nothing more.

The man in the flowered shirt felt insulted when he saw that Tang Hao didn't even look at him.

“Damn it, I’m a fat guy who has won ten consecutive victories in just three years! Stop looking down on me!” The man in the flowered shirt raised his fist, instantly wrapped it with soul power, and then hit Tang Hao.

Only then did Tang Hao glance at the floral shirt.

"Only ten consecutive wins in three years, that's really useless." He then knocked the fist of the man in the flowered shirt knocking him over with a hammer.

"what!!"

The man in the flowered shirt felt that his hand seemed to have hit an indestructible wall of steel and was actually broken.

Only then did he realize that the middle-aged man in front of him was a master whom he could never defeat.

"Sir, spare your life!"

The man in flowered shirt is very good at adapting to the situation. Since he can't beat the person in front of him, he might as well just give in.

However, Tang Hao did not give him a chance and smashed his head with a hammer. The remaining men saw their boss like this and showed fear.

Tang Hao sent these people up to the sky one by one with an expressionless face.

"How long are you going to lie here?"

Tang Hao glanced sideways, then shook his head and left the alley.

"Wait, wait for me..."

Tang San was afraid that what happened just now would happen again, so he quickly crawled after him.

Since Tang San's soul power had been used up in resisting the poison, Tang Hao took Tang San to a nearby hotel to stay for one night.

It was not until the next day that he brought Tang San to the Hell Killing Field.

"This is……"

Tang San looked at the crazy faces of the people watching the game around him, and his expression became ugly.

"This is the only way to leave the Slaughter City." Tang Hao said, "Win a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Slaughter Field."

"One hundred consecutive wins?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, then his face changed drastically, "Doesn't that mean that if we are interrupted in the middle, we just have to wait and start over again?"

"Start over?" Tang Hao laughed disdainfully, "If you fail, you will die."

"In the Killing Grounds of Hell, only one person can survive in every match."

"Otherwise there will be no winner in that match."

"If you fail, you will die..."

When Tang San thought about his own strength, he couldn't help but have the idea of ​​quitting.

"How about we go to another place to practice?"

"It's too late." Tang Hao shook his head coldly, "If you can't achieve a hundred consecutive victories, you will die here."

Tang San slumped to the ground as if all the strength had been drained from his body.

"If you don't want to die, win every game!"

Seeing Tang San's useless look, Tang Hao couldn't help but scold him.

If Tang San wasn't his own child, he probably wouldn't have been able to help but kill this piece of trash.

Then, the previous game ended and the winner was revealed to be Poseidon.

Tang Hao looked at the name and for some reason he thought of the young man he met in the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Hmph, it shouldn't be him." Tang Hao shook his head, thinking that he was overthinking, "He already has a Titled Douluo to protect him, so there's no need for him to come here."

Then the list of players for the next game was announced, and Tang San’s name was on the list.

"Hey, go win your first victory." Tang Hao threw the sign to Tang San and walked towards the spectator stands.

Compared to watching the broadcast on the big screen outside, he would rather watch it in person.

If there are any problems, he can handle them.

At another exit in the opposite direction of Tang San and Tang Hao, Lu Jiang walked out with ease.

Now he has adapted to the rhythm of the game.

It won't be long before he can achieve his 100th consecutive victory.

"Where's Hu Liena?"

Lu Jiang saw that Shui Bing'er was the only one waiting by the large cylinder at the exit.

During this period of time, the relationship between Shui Bing'er and Hu Liena has eased a lot.

I don’t know what they said in private, but it did mean that Lu Jiang didn’t have to bother acting as a mediator between them.

"Go in." Shui Bing'er pointed to the list of the next game.

Lu Jiang looked up and saw an interesting name.

"He's here too?"

"Huh? Who?" Shui Bing'er was stunned for a moment and didn't hear clearly what Lu Jiang said.

Lu Jiang didn't explain, he looked at the stands.

"How about going to the stands to watch the game today, after such a long time?"

Lu Jiang smiled and said, "By the way, let's see how Hu Liena performs."

(End of this chapter)