Liao Chen stood up straight again, the evil aura between his brows could no longer be blocked, and his tone was extremely disdainful: "It's just a wolf."

"You also want to beat me?"

The second he finished speaking, Liao Chen jumped up, collided with Snow Wolf in the air, and opened his mouth with his bare hands, the veins on the back of his hands prominently protruding.

The next second, he threw it hard on the stage, making a dull loud noise, and bursts of dust rose in the air.

The scene of a life-and-death fight is shocking, but it also makes people scream like crazy.

The snow wolf that fell to the ground stood up again, with a murderous look in its eyes, and its bloodthirsty nature was awakening little by little.

Liao Chen's lips were slightly open, and he was panting vigorously. His protruding Adam's apple slid back and forth. Due to the violent exercise, a lot of sweat beads formed on his forehead. They slowly slid down his forehead and fell to the ground one by one. His voice was like a scream. In the movement, I don’t know whose sad music is being played.

He took off his jacket neatly and threw it away casually. Underneath was a sleeveless black T-shirt, revealing his muscular arms.

The snow wolf pounced on him again. While Liao Chen dodged sideways, he raised his slender legs and kicked him away with all his strength. His black military boots were dripping with his blood.

But this attack was far from enough. Liao Chen took advantage of the moment when it was distracted, leaned forward again, and used his most primitive strength to punch it on the head one after another.

The hard joints on the human fist are comparable to the skull of a snow wolf.

Xue Lang stood up, opened his fangs and opened his mouth to bite Liao Chen, but what came face to face was a man's fist with many veins and very oozing veins.

The force of this punch directly knocked off its fangs, and no matter how beautiful it was, it was beaten into a swollen pig head.

One person and one wolf, with each other's blood in their bodies.

This scene is full of blood and tension, making it unforgettable.

Liao Chen stood up while holding the iron net. His bangs all fell down, soaked with sweat and glistening with beads of sweat. The shadows under his bangs made his eyebrows particularly deep.

Snow Wolf still refused to admit defeat and rushed straight towards him, pressing his head against the iron fence. Liao Chen followed the trend and kept pounding him down with his fists. The whole back of his hands was scarred and dripping with blood.

"I said I would help the boss get the token, then..."

"We must not let her down!" So what if it is a snow wolf that has been strengthened by technological means?

He, Liao Chen, is the king of all beasts, and all beasts in the world must submit to him.

Liao Chen gritted his teeth and roared loudly. With the double blend of blood and sweat, he was crowned king.

The snow wolf bit his left arm, and his free right arm was full of veins and bulging blood vessels, which was very scary.

At this time, the veins on Liao Chen's forehead were protruding, and his neck was holding his breath until it turned red. He was gritting his back molars, gathering strength to prepare for the final fatal blow.

"Ouch~owoo~"

Wolf howls sounded one after another, as if they were celebrating their victory in advance.

Liao Chen's protruding Adam's apple slid back and forth, his chapped lips were bright red with blood remaining, and even his forehead was slowly dripping with blood, but all of this only became his belief that he would win.

"What about the Wolf King?"

"I am your master!"

The moment the words were spoken, Liao Chen was filled with rage, like a demon apostle who had just crawled out of hell. He was sinister and ferocious. He used all his strength to grab the snow wolf by the back of its neck and held it high in the air. Then Fall hard.

At the same time, there were also two hidden darts, which penetrated directly into the two eyeballs of Snow Wolf. The beautiful blue pupils were destroyed in an instant.

Liao Chen stepped on its blood under his black boots. He walked closer with his head lowered. His strong muscles were taut, and his sleeveless black T-shirt showed off his fitness. Blood was dripping from his bitten arm. There were countless ferocious beast-taming boys. Extremely arrogant and arrogant.

Liao Chen then stepped on its head with a condescending look, and raised the corners of his mouth with disdain, "It's nothing more than that."

"Okay!" Suddenly someone clapped.

A man with a black lotus pattern tattooed on his forehead appeared in front of everyone.

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