Female president's private killer

In full view of the public, the middle-aged man slapped Cooper impatiently. As he walked in, he muttered with disgust on his face: "I'm most annoyed with this kind of forced drop. I really treat myself as a character... Scolded and laughed... Bah! Fool! "

No one dares to believe his eyes and ears.

If they can, they don't even believe they are human.

If the middle-aged man's ridicule of Cooper just now shocked everyone, now. Everyone has been stupid. Even Cooper, who was pushed to stagger, was stunned with straight eyes.

What is the middle-aged man's mouth made of? That's mean!

Cooper stood blankly, watching the middle-aged man pass by with his nostrils facing up.

There was a dead silence.

"Kill him!" Cooper's face twitched and burst into a hysterical roar: "kill him! Kill him! "

In the roar echoing in the hall, six thugs rushed at the middle-aged man like lightning, and even teliu's warriors rushed up.

Cooper's red eyes made it impossible for any of them to stand and watch the excitement.

"Stop!" Old Smith roared. He couldn't watch a person who came to sign up die so miserably in front of him.

The disciples of phantom stream also became agitated, and they rushed up one after another.

This is still the Griffin Knight fighting hall. They can't watch the middle-aged man who makes them very happy fall in front of them... The words of the middle-aged man are what all the phantom stream disciples want to say but don't dare to say.

The roar, the noise, the yell and the stop have been mixed together.

No one paid attention to old Smith's stop, and one of the Tyrus thugs running in front suddenly kicked on the ground. The body soared into the air and kicked the middle-aged man's heart.

This is the most proud move of the thug.

As a thug born in underground black boxing, he spent more time on his legs than ordinary people can imagine.

Kicking sandbags, wooden stakes and even stones, his legs have long been as hard as iron bars.

Once this kick is kicked, ten will die and ten will not live. In countless previous battles, the opponent who was kicked in the right place had only one end, that is, spitting blood and falling to the ground to die!

Without the slightest hesitation, Taylor's people have hurt the killer.

In the free world, dying an ordinary person is definitely not a big deal. It was as simple to kill such a middle-aged man as to kill a dog!

The beater's feet have reached the middle-aged man. Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to be kicked by this kick, the disciples of the phantom stream gave a cry of surprise.

The middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his hand.

He was like a strong bear, waving his claws, and the thug who kicked in the air was caught by his leg like lightning

A drag, a shake, a swing.

The poor thug, like a broken sack, was swung up by a middle-aged man, danced a big windmill and hit the ground hard.

One... Two... Three!

Everyone was stunned by what was happening in front of them.

"Shit, you want to kill me! I'll kill you! " In the middle-aged man's gnashing of teeth, every time he hears a loud noise from the collision between the body and the ground. Everyone could not help shivering.

When the middle-aged man stopped, the thug who was held in his hand by his legs lay soft on the ground. He didn't know how many bones had been broken. His head directly touching the marble floor had been concave, his mouth was covered with blood foam, his whole body twitched and he couldn't live.

"God!"

In the scream of the phantom stream, the middle-aged man who had just looked timid and carefully in the center of the hall had been involved in the surging crowd of Thai stream like a strong wind.

The whole hall plunged into a frenzy with his Hurricane!

The exclamation of the crowd did not fall, and the dexterous figure had met the second assailant like lightning.

In the face of the batter's heavy fists, he didn't say a word and hit the right one.

The impact of two fists in the air was like thunder blasting the air.

With a loud noise and a shrill scream, the Thug's thick and hard arm like a rock suddenly turned into a burst balloon... The whole arm was broken inch by inch, soft and drooping, and the broken bones even pierced the muscles and exposed.

The middle-aged man, no matter how miserable the thug was, turned around and swept a whirlwind leg on the third thug.

The whole body of the opponent is like being cut off by a ground axe! The arm protecting the side of the body has no effect at all. It is like a broken firewood stuck in the same broken rib.

The fourth thug who jumped on the ground was already close to the middle-aged man. With a sinister move, he was about to succeed. But the middle-aged man didn't give him a chance. His two big hands scratched in the air for a while. He grabbed the Thug's arm like a chicken and twisted it out of its socket. Then he remembered his heartfelt feet and hit the Thug's heart.

When the fourth thug spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew away to the ground, everyone saw it. The whole chest of the thug who tried to sneak attack collapsed completely.

The fifth... The sixth

Old Smith, three elders and thirty disciples. I'm completely confused.

The middle-aged man in front of them is a human killing machine. In the crowd of teliu. He was like a thunderclap, the guide hit the north and looked down.

No one has ever seen such a way of fighting.

Step up, hit your knees, bow and elbow. Side legs, whirlwind legs... His whole body. Has become a flying subway hammer.

Punching and kicking, beating and bumping, pushing and bustling, and those who approach him do not keep breaking their hands and feet. For a time, there were howls and screams in the hall of the fighting hall.

Dazzled, the almost rampant brutal killing lasted only five minutes.

Except for Cooper, who was standing next to him, he just broke into the fighting hall and arrogantly made a bunch of people in Thailand. Now, they all lie on the ground and roll around.

Kozmo and Thomas looked at each other in horror.

Who is this?

This is killing God!

Kuber deserves to be unlucky. It's not easy to provoke anyone, but such a evil god!

At the moment, Cooper has completely lost his ability to think.

As one of the directors of the underground boxing world, he has seen countless fierce fights.

Over the years, one powerful man after another has been fighting each other in front of him. It was a real bloody fight. They had no reservations about what they could do. The goal of each punch is to put the opponent in the dead enemy.

The result of any reservation may pay the price of life

But he had never seen such a man. An ordinary, but regarded his body as a crazy middle-aged man waving a subway hammer. He was smart and powerful enough to be unimaginable.

Even though he was used to life and death, Cooper still felt palpitation for what appeared in front of him.

Almost all of the dozen men lying on the ground tumbling and wailing were disabled by the middle-aged man. As long as you look at their deformed hands and feet and the blood on the ground, you will know how hard and heavy the middle-aged man's fist is!

No no no!

It's not true, it's a nightmare!

Seeing the middle-aged man coming towards him, Cooper tried to run, but his feet were too heavy to lift. All his strength was drained at this moment... Looking at the simple and honest face of the middle-aged man, Cooper suddenly dared to feel a burst of fear.

He is a first-class warrior. Maybe soon, he will become a third-class martial god!

But in front of such a madman, any title is bullshit!

Cooper almost broke his teeth.

What was the record of those thugs lying on the ground? How can you become your own bodyguard without winning more than 30 games and killing your opponent directly more than 25 times? How can you let yourself spend so much effort to snare?

Six of them were beaten down at the same time. How could they win alone?

Duan Tiandao looked at Cooper coldly.

In fact, he didn't expect to meet the leader of teliu here.

Being looked up and down by the middle-aged man, Cooper was very upset.

"I'll give you two ways." The middle-aged man giggled: "either, I'll kill you now..."

The hall was silent, and even the groans of pain on the ground seemed to be much smaller. Everyone listened attentively and breathlessly to the middle-aged man's sentence to Cooper.

"Or..." the middle-aged man stretched out his tongue and rolled a circle on his lips. His face couldn't wait: "take off your clothes and let me take some nude photos."

People: "

Take nude photos

Naked?

Everyone's mouth is open enough to put a big duck egg in it. If you can, put a basketball in it!

I've never seen such a wretched person before!

After dozens of young disciples of phantom stream came back to their senses, their eyes at middle-aged men immediately changed.

That's absolute worship.

This middle-aged man is an immortal all the way. Why is his request so to everyone's appetite?

Looking back at Cooper, some disciples couldn't help laughing.

In front of simple and honest middle-aged men, Cooper really looks strong and burly.

He gave orders for many years and let Cooper stop casually. Naturally, he had a threatening momentum all over.

With his bald head, firm nose, firm face and cold and cruel eyes, such a person

Well, nude photos must look good.

Just think of the picture of Cooper scratching his head, and the phantom stream disciples tremble with excitement.

Cooper, I didn't expect you to be cornered one day!

All the humiliation inflicted on the phantom stream has finally been rewarded.

Moreover, the retribution comes so fast, so strong, so people want to laugh. Who says God doesn't have eyes? He can see everything below clearly!

At the moment when Cooper stepped into the Griffin Knight fighting hall, he was afraid he would never dream of it. Now he hopes he can go out.

Several narrow catching disciples held their chairs up and occupied the best position. They fought with each other from time to time.

"What are you doing? I took this position first!"

"What do you occupy first? It's everyone's responsibility to see nude photos. How much space can your eyes occupy. I didn't let you see it with your ass. "

"Do you understand art? This is a blockbuster! If I don't sit comfortably, how can I calm down and watch carefully? If you don't look carefully, how can I blow with others? "

"Then you can't occupy all your positions alone. Besides, if you look like a wolf like a tiger, will Lord teliu be shy. Are you afraid? You are affecting people's performance mood! If people can't get into the play, the classic movements can't come out. What shall we do? "

"What should I do? holy crap What I need most is time! It's no big deal. Just take a few more days. "

"Hey, don't argue. I said, "you'd better make way."

"Why!"

"Why? If you don't get out of the way, how can we set the lighting props? "

Basically crazy Cooper: "..."