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Chapter 297 0296: The Last Life

The giant's eyes widened.

He suffered countless heavy blows in a very short period of time, and then his eyes turned upside down, and he was thrown into the air.

"Uh!"

Nasa roared and threw him to the floor of the corner cage.

The bricks with blurred patterns were smashed and cracked, and the blood spurted from the mouth of the wounded splashed on the faces of the nearest spectators, instantly clearing a gap.

The tavern actually started to quiet down.

They were all so shocked by this sudden reversal that they couldn't speak.

Lanz was in pain all over his body, but he couldn't resist.

He suddenly realized that he had seriously underestimated his opponent, and because of Zhan Jing's order to hide his strength, he was careless, and he ended up like this in the end.

Nasa's successive attacks are vicious.

The audience took a deep breath and shook their heads. Some cheered, looking forward to another fist-to-body fight, and some hinted to the tavern owner to stop it in time.

Gamblers enjoy violence.

The tavern owner is also very difficult.

The boxers wanted to help. After all, although Lanz defeated them, they were merciful and did not cause serious injuries.

Nasa pressed Langz on the cage and beat him.

The giant's passive defense is still difficult to parry.

He was actually very shocked in his heart, after all, the last time he felt this sense of helplessness was when he was fighting Zhan Jing.

the difference is……

Warring will show mercy, but the enemy will not.

Nasa's fists were covered with thick calluses. Coolies and killings forged a pair of hands that killed countless people. Just a few breaths of beatings made the strong Langz's limbs limp.

boom!
A heavy uppercut from the raider leader sent the giant up and down.

thump!
Lowndes almost lost consciousness and collapsed on the spot unable to respond.

The noise in the tavern almost knocked off the roof.

Nasa opened his arms to enjoy the cheers of the audience.

He walked around the cage, and saw a team of knives and axes passing through the hall and the round table, rushing towards the side door one after another.

Suta had been hidden among the audience.

Nasa squinted her eyes and took a deep breath, taking all the flattery and fanaticism into her arms.

He used to be the owner of the underground boxing ring, and since he took the road of looters, he hasn't enjoyed the pleasure of being surrounded by sound and heat for a long time.

"Oh shit, I'm getting addicted."

Nasa laughed heartily.

The skin on his body was not even sweaty, the blood was dry, and the dull tattoos seemed to tell many dangerous stories.

The scene in front of Langz's eyes began to blur.

Nasa walked to him along the straight line of the cage, picked up the giant man, pressed it against the fence made of mixed metal, and kept exerting force with the arm clamping his neck...

"Ahem, woo."

Blue veins popped out of Lanzi's uneven head.

His eyes trembled, his pupils were bloodshot, and his huge body looked even more horrifying under this kind of torture.

"Huh cough cough..."

Nasa did not kill his opponent in the end.

The tavern owner also breathed a sigh of relief.

If people are killed here, it will be more troublesome, and they may be punished by the port, resulting in a few percent increase in the subsequent tax amount.

Nasa lowered Langz.

He was tall and muscular, and although he was a little smaller than the giant, he was still much larger than a normal human.

"Listen, idiot."

Nasa said slowly to Langz, "I know you guys are investigating some things recently, it's very impolite, understand..."

The corners of Lanz's eyes twitched.

He finally knew who his opponent was.

Nasa laughed and continued, "Your friends have paid the price, but you will be lucky enough to survive."

"what!"

Langz burst out with a burst of strength.

Nasa used brutal beatings to suppress the resistance to silence.

He gritted his teeth, showed an arc of laughter, and hummed in Langz's ear, enjoying the powerless struggle.

He said: "I can see that you should be hired. Who is going to send you money from Norlin? Kehu or Lang Mingwei? Tsk tsk tsk, tell them that I didn't make enough money, next time I have a chance Go kill him."

Langz felt the hand holding his neck loosen.

He couldn't support his body and fell forward. The moment he saw the floor tiles, a black shadow magnified head-on.

boom!
Nasa kicked hard.

Then walk away with cheers and awe, throwing the bet sign to the boss before leaving, as compensation for damaging the dueling cage.

Of course it's far too much.

But asset-inflated looters don't care about the small bucks.

The Boxers crawled inside to check the giant's injuries.

Their actions were very professional, and someone even brought medicine and water. Only those who have done it before can understand the generosity and gentleness of the giants.

Lowndes will give the opponent enough face before winning the game.

"Hiss, it's worse than expected."

The boss frowned to express his regret, and ordered his subordinates to find the nearest warlock.

Lowndes and the others came to play the competitive corner cage. Although it was a bit of a mess, it attracted a lot of customers, and the accumulated reputation and consumption were enough to make the boss show goodwill.

The bar started to close.

The boss got up and was going to go to the back alley to see why the knife and ax team was attracted.

The giant man lying on the ground suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his clothes at this moment.

"Where are my friends?"

His pupils were already bloodshot.

Everyone could see that he was at the end of his strength, or in other words, the giant was holding a breath in his heart.

The boss faltered and couldn't tell.

"You just talked about the back alley, take me there, go now!"

Lanz turned over, spat out several mouthfuls of blood, then hammered his head, and stood up again in front of everyone.

He leaned on the railing and left, leaving clear bloody handprints.

The boss and boxers dispersed the audience, and explained to the knife and ax team, only to see the porters who collected the corpses surrounded the wounded.

The meaning is very simple.

The people inside were dying, but they didn't die.

Lanz was wounded all over his body, like a fierce god who ran out of the legend, and no one dared to stop him from rushing inside.

He knelt down and listened to Rooney and Lorgar's heartbeats.

The mercenary had already started to turn cold, but Lorgar still had very weak signs of life.

"I know a warlock not far away, maybe... can save you, as for these two, there is no hope."

The boss could see that the giant was anxious.

He squeezed out the last kindness in his heart before he could say such a sentence.

Lanz remained silent and did not answer.

He took out the potion he was carrying and poured it all on Lorgar's wound, and then wrapped every bleeding place with cloth, his movements were unimaginably gentle.

By the time the fighters reacted and wanted to help, he was almost done.

Lanz picked up Rooney's body and put it under his arm, then put Lorgar on his shoulder, turned and left regardless of everyone's surprised eyes.

He didn't think about how badly he was hurt.

He just used his memory to return to the camp outside the ice port as fast as possible.

Lowndes felt that he could not fall down yet.

Lorgar was dying.

His last sliver of life was in himself.

In this world...

Only Zhanjing has this ability.And will lend a helping hand no matter the cost.

(End of this chapter)