Genius commoner

Chapter 836
Go together?

Hearing these three words, the audience was silent, and their eyes were filled with unbelievable surprise. This sentence once again impacted their hearts. Hearing Mo Qixiong's clamor, Ruan Dameng also recovered from the grief and indignation that the tank was killed Come here, laughing angrily, pointing at Mo Qixiong and sneering again and again: "Boy, if you have the guts, if you have the guts, I will help you."

After the words fell, he waved his cigar: "Leopard, truck, kill him."

Following his command, two boxers came out of the passage at the same time. Although the muscles on their bodies were not as strong and terrifying as the tanks, they were still flowing with luster and full of murderous aura. Among them, the Hebrew man called the truck even exuded Looking into Mo Qixiong's eyes with a beast-like aura, there was also a bloodthirsty aura.

When the truck ripped off the clothes on his body, all the audience, including a dozen nearby staff members, let out a cry of surprise. Except for those fat-free muscles on the Hebrew man who took off his shirt, It was shocking scars all over his body, on his back, on his chest, and on his flanks, there were old scars in all directions.

Especially the horizontal scar on the left side of his waist made him look like a bloodthirsty beast.

The audience seemed to feel that another big battle was coming, and they all roared crazily, hoping that the big battle would come sooner. As for the tank that died just now, they began to forget it in their minds. Die Yan glanced at Ye Zixuan, a little worried that Mo Qixiong would Unexpectedly, after all, fighting three games in a row will consume a lot of physical strength and energy.

Ye Zixuan pressed his shoulder, signaling that she doesn't need to worry.

He also glanced around the boxing ring and found that there were a lot of security personnel, all armed with live ammunition, most of them were staring at Die Yan and Ruan Dameng, obviously worried that the two sides would tear their faces and start a fight on the spot. Ye Zixuan judged that the people behind the boxing ring The owner should not be Ruan Dameng, otherwise the Tiger Wolf Sect would have spread all over the place, ready to attack at any time.

But when you think about it, Die Yan and Ruan Dameng fought three times to settle their grievances, how could they go to the opponent's field so stupidly, and they should choose a fair place. After making this judgment, Ye Zixuan feels at ease and doesn't need to worry about Ruan Dameng Angry and angry, he still winked at the coffin board and Ruan Polu.

Ye Zixuan asked them to be careful and prepare for emergencies.

Mo Qixiong walked to the middle of the ring, didn't bother to look at the cheers of the spectators around him, stared indifferently at the two masters who came slowly up the stage, and casually hooked his fingers at each other, this action immediately attracted the audience to cheer and shout When the battle started, some people threw money directly into the ring, hoping to see a wonderful scene.

Seeing Mo Qixiong hooking his fingers at them, the 1.8-meter-long leopard was furious, clenched his fists and made his joints crack, but before rushing up, Mo Qixiong, who was standing still, rushed up suddenly, The fist hit the leopard who was about to start the battle very fast. This change made the leopard's face change slightly, but he reacted fairly quickly.

Unable to strike preemptively, the leopard directly raised his hand to block, and the next scene left everyone dumbfounded. Mo Qixiong's fist directly smashed the leopard's forearm, and then slammed into the leopard's face without hindrance, collapsing half of his face Without saying anything, he directly knocked the person down to the ground, twitched a few times and then stopped moving, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose.

Beat the enemy with one punch!
The onlookers were in a daze in disbelief, they didn't expect another battle to be over, Ye Zixuan smiled leisurely, disciple of Ye Gong, there is no waste.

The audience went crazy after silence!

So bloody!So exciting!The onlookers shouted frantically, and many security personnel also shouted frantically. This is the real unrestricted arena fighting. A roar came from the depths of Ruan Dameng's throat, and the cigar in his hand snapped. The woman in his arms was startled, and firmly held his palm.

Amidst waves of shouts from the audience, the staff dragged the seriously injured leopard away again, and only Mo Qixiong and the truck were left in the ring. Die Yan let out a sigh of relief. Qixiong crippled Leopard in one face-to-face meeting, which not only deterred the opponent again, but also restored the fair one-on-one in the ring.

All the spectators shouted and whistled one after another: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Mo Qixiong faced the Hebrews head-on. It looked like a duel of masters. Tonight's game reached its climax at this moment.

Although the Hebrews did not see the scene where the tank failed, they can judge from the situation of the leopard being abused instantly, Mo Qixiong is definitely a formidable opponent. The punch just now showed amazing explosive power, and the Hebrews dare not act like that. He was so presumptuous when he first appeared on the stage, his eyes were more serious, and he circled around Mo Qixiong, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Mo Qixiong responded to all changes with the same attitude: "Come!"

The fast-moving Hebrew found an opportunity. When he turned to Mo Qixiong's back, he jumped up suddenly, turned around 360 degrees, flung his leg gorgeously, and smashed Mo Qixiong's neck. The person's movements can't be said to be fast or fierce, but Mo Qixiong is faster and more fierce, turning around, seemingly reckless without avoiding and advancing.

Exactly before the Hebrew man's right leg fell down, Mo Qixiong hit the knee joint of this leg with a fist, and the shot was precise and ruthless.

There was another ear-piercing sound, kicking off the iron legs of countless bricks and wooden posts, and was instantly crippled by Mo Qixiong's kick. He screamed and fell into the ring, almost fainting from the pain, Mo Qixiong's strength far surpassed him He knew best that Mo Qixiong's simple blow, which seemed to be a bit of a coincidence, was the use of strength, speed, and accuracy.

He pulled the rubber rope on the edge of the ring with both hands, and stood up tremblingly with a miserable face. With one move, one leg was crippled, not much better than a leopard. From now on, he stared dumbfounded at this scene, even rubbing his eyes in disbelief, the three boxers were all knocked down by Mo Qixiong with one blow.

Is it because Leopard and the others are too incompetent, or is Mo Qixiong too powerful?

Ruan Dameng glanced at Dieyan, wondering where did this woman find such a strong opponent?He was very unwilling to be disrespectful in the first battle tonight, and let the butterfly swallow survive, so he yelled at the Hebrew who had lost his leg: "Damn it! Go up and fuck him! He said it was Siberia Those who come out of the training camp can't even kill a brat?"

Mo Qixiong stared at the vulnerable opponent in the corner of the ring, and then swept over Ruan Dameng playfully, before the Hebrew could hold back the pain, he stepped close to him, twisted his waist, turned his hips, and punched Ruan Dameng. He came out and hit the Hebrew man's raised arms fiercely. The Hebrew man's pupils instantly shrank into needles, and he roared with strength!

There was a muffled sound. Although the Hebrew blocked Mo Qixiong's fist with both hands, the huge brute force still made him take a step back. The Hebrew's muscles were like iron plates, thickly protecting his body. Hitting hard with an iron rod will cause no pain, but Mo Qixiong's seemingly weak punch made him feel a sharp pain in his heart!

The Hebrew staggered and took a step back, his center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell down. Mo Qixiong leaned over again, and three punches blasted out like electricity, hitting the opponent's hard muscles. The Hebrew felt a tremor all over his body, and then Mo Qixiong flew into the air with one step, and kicked three times in a row at the Hebrew boxer who was still retreating.

With the last kick, the Hebrew was thrown out by him, fell outside the ring and passed out.

victory!

Mo Qixiong won again. After a brief silence, the audience erupted into applause and madness. Many women even asked about Mo Qixiong's origin.

Many people were excited to enjoy the visual feast tonight, but Ruan Dameng and his group were extremely gloomy.

"Ruan Dameng, the boxing match is over. Three of your boxers, one dead and two injured, all fell out of the ring."

Butterfly Yan's heart sank completely, and after glanced at Ye Zixuan gratefully, she got up and walked towards Ruan Dameng who was biting a cigar: "And my people stood at the end."

"So what if you win?"

Ruan Dameng's face was ugly and embarrassed at first, then he smashed the jar, and slowly turned to look at Die Yan, his smug smile finally turned into a bold and unrestrained laugh, he got up and moved, a large group of people followed, approaching Die Yan aggressively: " You have won three boxing matches, the big deal is not to touch you tonight, if you want to be safe, beat me every day."

"I arrange three boxers to wait here every day. If you have the ability to beat them every day, you will have a safe day if you win. If you can't win, I will fuck you."

Ruan Dameng, who was posing as a shameless man, puffed out a puff of smoke, and snorted angrily: "Unhappy? Dissatisfied? If you have the ability to touch me, why don't you fight with Hulangmen? Do you dare? If you don't dare, follow our rules , remember, you only have one day to be safe, if you want to be okay, bring someone here to fight three boxing matches tomorrow night."

Die Yan's expression changed: "You don't keep your word, Ruan Dameng, you are shameless."

Ruan Dameng laughed loudly, and pointed at Die Yan: "I'm shameless, what's wrong? What can you do?"

"Ruan Dameng?"

Dieyan wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Ye Zixuan. Then, he smiled and took a step forward, looking at the sultry Nanyue Jidao giant:
"The two sides really can't live in peace?"

When Ruan Dameng saw Ye Zixuan who had ruined something good, he threw a cigar at the latter and sneered: "Peace bird, you either surrender or die, there is no other way?"

Ye Zixuan took out a check: "500 million, not much, how about making friends?"

Ruan Dameng pulled the check, glanced at it for a few times and then grinned: "500 million? I have some money, okay, give this money some face, and give Die Yan five days of peace."

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "Is it really so fast to kill them all?"

Ruan Dameng pointed at Ye Zixuan: "So what if we kill them all? Are there more people than us? Are there more guns than us? Let's try to fight and see if I can kill you all?"

Ye Zixuan didn't speak any more, when he pulled Die Yan back, he moved his footsteps, and slammed into Ruan Dameng's arms vigorously, hugged Ruan Dameng's neck tightly with one hand, and stabbed repeatedly with the sharp knife hidden in the sleeve with the other hand, fluttering !The six sharp sounds overlapped, and Ruan Dameng was stabbed six times in the heart.

The seventh sound sounded, and the blade completely sank into Ruan Dameng's abdomen.

The red blood was dripping down, shocking, Ye Zixuan pressed against Ruan Dameng's head and said softly: "Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish."

His clothes were stained with blood, and he descended like a demon.

(End of this chapter)