super zombie

Chapter 211 Killing Spreads

"Hit, kill him, kill him!"

"Hurry up and fight back, I put all the money on you, hurry up and fight back, idiot!"

In an underground black boxing arena in Haifeng City, countless spectators shouted around an arena, and the enthusiasm was as high as it was high.These spectators are all rich and powerful families. Ordinary gambling is no longer attractive to them. This underground black boxing venue was derived in order to seek excitement.

For the auditorium, the arena is a basement without a roof, square, with smooth walls on all sides. If you don’t use ropes or other external objects, even if you are the reincarnation of a gecko, you won’t be able to get out of the arena.In every duel, the two parties must sign a so-called 'life and death contract' before going to the arena, and then life and death are determined, even if they are beaten to death in the arena, they can't blame others.

At this moment, a very tragic fight was going on.

A very tall black man was rubbing and abusing a Chinese man who was half a head shorter than him.The man was covered in blood, and the flesh next to his left eye was smashed by the black man with his fist. While the blood was dripping, it seemed that he could still see the thick jawbone; while his right eye was so red and swollen that it was narrowed. a line.

"go to hell."

The black man roared in a substandard Chinese language, clenched his fist, and punched the right cheek of the man whose consciousness was somewhat blurred.Regardless of this, he rushed over again, carried the man on his shoulders, yelled loudly like an orangutan, and spun around on the spot, then lifted the man high and smashed it on his outstretched knee.

"Click"

With this blow, the man's waist and back were broken by his knees. Even if he was healed, it would still be the result of paralysis. What's more, after receiving such a violent blow, the man passed out completely after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Tch, I should have died a long time ago, and I have been worried for a long time."

"Donkey Kong, Donkey Kong" cheers everywhere, all cheering for black people.

"Pooh!"

The black man threw the man's body aside like trash, then spat at him and raised his hands above his head, enjoying the applause of everyone around him.His explosive muscles, as if oiled, glistened under the light.

And the man who passed out was quickly dragged up by the staff, leaving only a pool of human-shaped blood on the spot.

In a certain room on the second floor, stood two men in straight suits. They were looking at the situation in the arena through the single-sided glass.The man closest to the glass had a cigar in his mouth, with a very relaxed expression.

"Boss, more and more rich people like to come to us to gamble and watch duels to pass the time. Today, our profit has reached more than 100 million." A man came up and said to the man with a cigar said respectfully.

"Huh, compared with foreign countries, more than 100 million a day is still too little." The man with a cigar snorted and said slowly.

The man who originally spoke nodded and said: "The boss is very right, but this is also the reason why the country has not yet become popular. If black boxing is gradually developed, I think our income will never be worse than that of foreign countries. .”

Hearing this, the man with the cigar in his mouth stopped talking, and just looked at the black man called 'Donkey Kong' below.

After a long time, he quietly asked: "How many games did King Kong play today?"

"Back to the boss, King Kong played one game in the morning, and then played another game now, adding up to a total of two games."

"Two games?"

The man held the cigar in his hand, then looked at the time, and said, "It's still early, let's arrange another one for him."

"Boss, King Kong's skills are really terrifying. People who compete with him are either disabled or killed. Now there are no players who dare to go down and fight him." The man seemed very embarrassed.

"what?"

The man's brows were tightly frowned, and there was a trace of anger, "Didn't you see how enthusiastic the people below are? If we can arrange another fight, the boxing club's income will definitely quadruple. I don't care, we must fight again!" Field, if they dare not go down, kill them directly, so as not to waste food."

"Gudong"

Hearing this, the man who was talking to him couldn't help swallowing hard, secretly startled by the viciousness of the boss.

"Yes, I'll make arrangements now."

The man responded, then called to the dozen or so big men standing behind him and walked outside.

At this moment, the door of the room was kicked open, and the edge of the door with a strong impact happened to hit the head of the man who was about to go out, blood splashed all over the place, and the man fell into a pool of blood before he could think about anything Among them, I went to report to Lord Yan.Then, five strange-looking men walked in.

The one in the lead was a middle-aged man with a head that looked like a golden egg head, and a dusty beard on his chin, which fluttered gently in the wind like the tip of a brush.The middle-aged man was holding a cigarette stick in his hand and looked very strange with his suit.

Behind him on the left is a skinny guy whose skin is as pale as that of an albino patient, and who is holding a raw radish in his hand and gnaws hard. The two men in suits from the Dequan Club frowned, a black line came down their faces.

Behind him on the left side, there is a strange guy with weird facial features, two thick eyebrows like the character 'eight', and hanging above the cross-eyed eyes. Seeing him, people will immediately think of '囧' Character.

The other two were big men who kept their eyes on each other, with fierce faces, and walked silently. They were wearing black vests, and their linear muscles were undisguised.

They, but who is Huang Daren and his party!
"Who are you guys?" The owner of the boxing club took out a pistol and asked.

"It doesn't matter who you are, what matters is that all of you are about to become dead."

Facing the muzzle of the gun, Huang Daren was not afraid at all, he still breathed out the smoke lightly, and said coldly, the powerful murderous aura was released, so that everyone in the room couldn't help but gasped, only to feel that suddenly A sea of ​​blood appeared, and there were countless dead bodies floating in the sea of ​​blood.

"This is this"

The man in the suit was shocked, his right hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and he didn't even notice that the cigar had fallen to the ground. He was completely frightened by Huang Daren's terrifying aura.

"whoosh whoosh"

Before the owner of the boxing club could react, Rongsheng, Zhupi, Wu Lingjin, and Zhang Lingliang had already moved. They came to every big man in the room with lightning speed, stretched out their hands, grabbed their heads and twisted them gently. , with the muffled sound of "Kacha Kacha", all the big men were instantly killed, and a smear of blood overflowed from their mouths before they fell to the ground.

"whoosh"

After finishing the rest, the four abruptly returned to their original positions. Except for the pigskin who was gnawing on carrots, the rest of them put their hands in their trouser pockets, with very indifferent expressions.

"you you"

The owner of the boxing club broke out in a cold sweat. He was about to pull the trigger to kill the monsters in front of him, but he found that his hands were empty. The person in question was the middle-aged man he had just aimed at with his gun.

"How did you do it?"

The owner of the boxing club blinked his eyes, sweat poured out, looked at Huang Daren in horror and asked.He didn't even see how the middle-aged man in front of him shot, as if the pistol suddenly disappeared from his hand, and then appeared in his hand.

"If you want to do it, you can do it, and I'll give you a ride." Huang Daren showed his murderous intent, and began to pull the trigger with his finger.

"Wait, who are you guys? Why did you kill me? Do you know that I am a member of the Qinglong Gang?" The owner of the boxing club had a glimmer of hope, hoping that his identity as the Qinglong Gang would save him from death.

"Milk ball, I will kill you precisely because you are a member of the Qinglong gang." After saying that, Huang Daren pulled the trigger and "bang", the boss of the boxing club fell down, with a hideous bullet hole between his eyebrows.

"What should we do with the black man down there?" Rong Sheng asked the black man who was enjoying the cheers under his eyes.

"Hmph, this nigger dares to come to China to kill people, how do you deal with it?" Huang Daren snorted coldly and asked back.

(End of this chapter)