Easy Soldier King

The night is dry and hot, the forest is quiet, the clouds are dense, and the rain hits the plantain. A figure stands in front of the plantain tree, despite the rain, but it is still. It is the rosefinch whose face is extremely dignified, and the rain falls down the cheek.

"Go back, pay attention to your health, and don't act rashly until the situation is ascertained." Luo Tian came to the back of the rosefinch.

"Boss, if white tiger Don't stop me Rosefinch didn't turn around and said in a cold tone.

Luo Tian came to Zhuque's back, moved her shoulder, and looked at her eyes: "Qinglong's matter is my heart's eternal pain, white tiger will definitely be OK, don't worry, with me, he will be OK, in case I let the whole Myanmar Thai boxing match and all the people concerned bury him! "

Luo Tian's eyes are firm and incomparable, slightly flushed. If his premonition comes true, he doesn't mind letting the whole Manda bleed!

Not far away, Wang Xiaohan looked at Luotian and Zhuque and was deeply moved. She had never seen the white tiger, but she knew that it was Luotian's subordinate and his good brother. The purpose of his coming to Myanmar and Thailand was to find him, listen to Luotian's firm language and Zhuque's cold words. Wang Xiaohan was proud of having such a comrade in arms and a boss, and his body was full of blood Boiling, in this moment, she was extremely eager for strength, eager for strength, quietly turned back to her room, according to Luotian's training plan, began to do physical fitness.

Hausen arena is located in Manda. Although the place is not big, it is the most famous fighting field of Manda. Several boxing champions were born here. It is full of blood, cruelty and violence, but also has halo, honor and applause.

"Roar Ha, kill him, kill him... "

At the moment, the hausen arena is full of noise, whistling, screaming, crazy yelling of men and women, the twisted expression, the bleak lights, the cold concrete platform, and the crazy fight, bloody, explosive, and the contest of strength and martial arts on the competition platform, forming a shocking picture.

On the competition stage, a tall dark skin man, powerful, muscles like black iron, eyes flashing bloodthirsty light, is trying to hit another equally strong player who has fallen, the corner of his eyes is broken, the blood is not stopped, the bridge of his nose is crooked, his mouth and nose are bleeding, his eyes are loose, he is at a loss, and his whole body is soft and soft The next breath, no resistance.

"After all, the champion is the champion. If he wants to challenge him, he has to pay a price. He has won 17 games in a row, lost two games, and drew. He has the qualification to challenge the champion, but he can't imagine that he is still not the champion's opponent. It seems that his boxing career is going to end, and he will never be able to fight again."

In the VIP room, there were several dignitaries drinking red wine leisurely and commenting on the competition. Just now, a man of about 40 years old was talking. His skin was slightly dark, his hair was very short and curly, but his eyes were very sharp. He was also a master with noble temperament and looked at the competition table below The strong player who was hitting nodded and commented.

"Ha, brother Siva, do you think this Heda has a future? You don't seem to know what the boxer's best game is. What he likes most is the sound of holding his opponent high and smashing his knee at the other side's spine when he falls from the sky Another looks like some young man, hair is very hair, slightly golden, eyes eagerly looking at the competition table, at the same time turned his head to the man known as Siva, laughing.

"Yes? To tell you the truth, this is my first time to watch the boxing championship The Shiva took a look at the blonde and said softly, looking at the table.

At the moment, the audience is boiling, because they all know that the champion's best play is coming, because at the moment, boxing champion gersen has lifted his opponent, Heda, over his head. His eyes are very arrogant, and his bloodthirsty light flashed around the ring. It seems that he is witnessing the miracle to the audience. Finally, he comes to the center of the ring and he wants to do it It's a cruel moment.

"Oh, no, sir. We give in. On behalf of the Naxin family, I ask for Mr. Heda to be let go." Off the stage, a person who seems to be very friendly with his identity rushed to the competition platform and yelled anxiously, with the color of request, asking the champion to be merciful.

The Heida is a member of their family and a master of his family. He doesn't want to be on the stage like this. According to the regulations, if there is a supporter behind him and pleads for mercy, the winner can't kill any more. This is the rule. It's like throwing a white towel when you lose.

However, this boxing champion Gesen just glanced at the representative of the Naxin family. He recognized that the person who came was the second most important person in the Naxin family. He was the second person in the family. After all, there was a little hesitation in his eyes. After all, the Naxin family is also a big family, and it is not easy to offend as a boxing champion.

But when he looked at another box on the observation platform, a gloomy looking old man, he firmed his eyes again. In the cheers of the crowd, Heda's body fell from the sky, and at the same time, his hard knees hit the spine of the man.

"Click..." Hearing the sound of scalp numbness, the Heda did not even scream. He was directly injured on the stage and his body twisted in an extremely terrible arc."Heda!" The second member of the Naxin family, yelled, and looked at the champion. Gesen's resentment flashed through his eyes. However, there was no way out. At the moment, the boxer was receiving the cheers of the people. He did not look at the number two of the shin family. He was extremely arrogant.

Boxing ring has always been the place of dignity for the strong. The weak and the losers can't find dignity here. No matter how brilliant it was before and how much applause it won, it will end in a dark mood. It will soon be forgotten by people. It is a pity to be a boxer.

"It's a pity that I can't hear the sound of the broken spine of that Chinese kid. I'm a little sorry. I didn't expect that the last battle with crazy soldiers disappeared. Was it a coward?" The boxer on the stage, gersen, is standing there muttering to himself.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the champion is also a day of downfall. I don't know what he was thinking about when he was killed on the stage? Hum

In the VIP room of the audience, a man looked at the Gesen boxer on the stage and sneered. One of his men had been killed by the champion. At that time, he made heavy bets, but he lost. He was always worried about this matter. With the strength of his family, he secretly bought the referee, but still failed to win, because the champion's offensive was too strong Suddenly, he killed his master directly. Even the referee can't judge. After all, he can't judge a dead man to win.

"One day, my zhuotai family will stand on the top of the ring!" The man tightly clenched his fist, looked at Gesen on the ring and said grimly. Then he took a look at one of his followers: "how about it? Is Huaxia not willing to give in? After such a long time, we didn't find out where his weakness lies? I've watched all his matches, and he's the most potential champion

"Back to Lord zhuoha, this man has a very hard mouth and will not follow his death. We have checked his records, but it is a blank. We don't know what he did in China before, and he seems to have no relatives, so we can't force him to submit. We'll use forced water supply to force him to submit and let him fight for life and death on the competition platform!" That retinue, knife cut face, Eagle hook nose, triangle eyes, a look is that kind of cruel goods.

The young man, named zhuoha, gently waved his hand: "no, that will stimulate his brain nerves and affect his play. We use him to strive for success, not disgrace. The zhuoha family can no longer afford to lose people. No one has no weakness. He is no exception. Let me think about another way!"

"Yes, my Lord!" The attendant whispered, then the man stood up and went out, and the attendant followed.

The match is over, the audience has dispersed, leaving only the bleak lights and the cold and bloody arena. The weekly underground boxing match has come to an end.

"Roar..."

In a private prison guarded by heavy soldiers in a certain family of Manda, the moonlight shines in. A man is tall and strong, with muscles all over his body. He looks like a man-shaped beast, but he is chained and has long hair and beard. Facing the prison surrounded by steel bars of arm thickness, he gives out a roar, which looks like a tiger's roar The potential is extremely frightening, there is boundless anger and desolation in the eyes.

He is the white tiger, formerly known as platinum tiger. He is the elite of dragon spirit. He is one of the most elite subordinates of Luotian. He is also his brother. After the last time of longhun, he left his hometown and crossed into Myanmar and Thailand, numbing his mind by boxing.

He wanted to forget everything, but his deep emotion could never be forgotten. He didn't expect to be promoted to the champion. He just wanted to vent his feelings on the competition platform. Only in the fierce battle, did he know that he was a living man with flesh and blood.

After winning 15 games in a row, he never failed. In the last one, the "crazy soldier" was also injured in many places. Originally, he wanted to cultivate himself for a period of time, but he didn't think of his proud achievements. He was watched by the zhuotai family and got here by him. He forced him to do things for his family and fight for them. He knew that the dark white tiger in boxing field could not agree to it. He did it freely I don't want to be a tool for anyone, any family.

"My Lord, Ziyan, where are you..."

The white tiger in prison is injured all over, just like a wounded lion. He is chained to China. He looks very lonely and whispers to himself