Interpol Mission

All of a sudden the whole world was quiet.

All of a sudden, the audience, who were waving their arms and shouting, were stunned.

What, this is over?

Even Shi Hansheng, who sits in a corner of the ring and pays close attention to every move in the field, is full of disbelief on his face. Can we still use catching and fighting?

Of course, the fighting is not over.

Although a string of whips was thrown, it was not fatally hurt.

"Son of a bitch!"

Just fell "a string of whip" jump up, again rushed to leaf nine in the past.

Blow like wind!

Kill him!

He must be killed!

We must kill this son of a bitch!

At this moment, the top experts of Beijing underground boxing field, who have dominated for ten years, have completely fallen into madness.

In the silent audience, the roar of "kill him" and "kill him" sounded again.

The spectators are crazy!

This little policeman is so arrogant.

Then, in their gaping again, "a string of whip" huge incomparable body, and fly up.

Still simple and incomparable "over the shoulder".

"A string of whips" which is said to have hit the invincible hands of the capital, is stupefied. It can only rise in the air again in the sound of shouting and swearing

But this time, "a string of whips" is not so lucky.

Ye Jiu strengthened his strength.

So "a string of whips" not only flew up, but also flew directly out of the ring. From the boxing ring which was more than one meter high, it hit the audience heavily.

Fall directly in front of Prince Jing!

Boxing ring is made of hard and elastic oak board. If you hit it, you won't get hurt seriously.

However, the floor around the ring is not so "soft". All of them are paved with rigid ceramic tiles. Although the tiles are covered with a carpet, they can only slightly slow down the impact.

"PATA!"

"A string of whips" fell to the ground, and did not utter a word, and then lay down there, motionless.

He was completely knocked out by Ye Jiu.

The whole scene was as silent as death.

Everyone was gaping and couldn't believe their eyes.

Ye Jiu then leaped over the ring, leaped down lightly and strode to Prince Jing.

"Hello, you, what do you want to do..."

Jing Shao jumped up in fright and his voice changed.

They were terrified.

Ye Jiu sneers and doesn't stop at the foot. Before he and Prince Jing, there was a "string of whip" lying on the ground, unknown to life and death. But ye Jiu seemed not to see it. He directly raised his leg and stepped on the right arm of "a string of whip".

"Click -"

the sound of bone cracking makes everyone feel cold. Many people even get tight and almost pee their pants.

Now, no one dares to laugh at this "hillbilly".

This guy is too tough!

"A string of whip" clearly has lost the power to fight back, but ye Jiu still stepped on his arm.

This is "a string of whips" just wanted to do to Shi Hansheng, but he was accidentally interrupted by Ye Jiu before he could move his feet!

On this point, ye Jiu and Wang Wei have the same cognition.

Now that he is alone and in-depth, he is enemy on all sides. He can never leave such a huge hidden danger behind him - "a string of whips" just fainted, but did not lose combat effectiveness.

Ye Jiu falls over him twice, also with clever force.

Once "a string of whip" sober up, face to face, ye nine also have to admit, this guy is not easy to fight!

"You, what do you want to do..."

Seeing that ye Jiu was forced to approach, Prince Jing's face was scared white, but there was no place to retreat.

"Where are the people?"

Ye Jiu stood in front of him and asked coldly.

"Who Ah... "

Wang Zijing did not finish a word, a burning ear scraper has been heavily fan in his face.

When ye Jiu hands, the "string of whips" on guard of the whole God can't escape, let alone such rubbish snacks as the prince respects.

Even if you know ye Jiu wants to smoke him, Jing Shao has no way.

Ye Jiu's slap, with only five points of strength, showed five brilliant finger prints.

Ye Jiu is really afraid to make too much effort. If he slaps him with all his strength, he will have concussion.

"You, you dare to beat me You dare to hit me here Ah... "

Jingshao covers his left face, reaches out to Ye Jiu and shouts at the top of his voice.

He knows Ye Jiu dares to beat him, but he dare to beat him here. Jingshao is still a bit unexpected. This place is the safest place. No one who dares to make trouble here will come to a good end.It was this kind of thinking pattern that hurt Prince Jing. He also slapped him heavily on the right cheek without saying a word.

This slap in the face, ye Jiu added two points of strength.

"Puff --", jingshao's blood spurted out, and then there was a light sound. It seemed that something had fallen on the ground. If you were closer, you could see clearly that it was a tooth flying out of jingshao's mouth.

"Where are the people?"

Ye Jiu stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Zijing's white hair and lifted his head.

"Kidnap hostages, threaten the police, let the police on the stage to fight black fists, but dare to hurt people, who gives you so much courage? Is your father Wang Taikun

Ye Jiu stares at Wang Zijing's eyes and says coldly.

He swung his arm and slapped him in the face.

"Poof"

"dada --"

this time, almost everyone can see clearly that there are at least three or four teeth, mixed with the blood from Prince Jing's mouth, and then flew out and fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned!

Murder in public!

I know that Prince Jing is Wang Taikun's son. How dare he be!

He doesn't want to wear this police uniform?

"I ask you, where are the people? Where is it? "

Ye Jiu suddenly snapped.

Wang Zijing was completely beaten, and the whole person was in a state of muddle. This moment's respect is little, the brain is buzzing, don't know what ye Jiu is saying at all. Naturally, it is more impossible to answer his words.

"Don't tell me, do you? Is it hard for me? "

Ye Jiu grinned grimly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Prince Jing's neck, and suddenly lifted him up and smashed him down heavily.

A big bang!

The prince Jing, who was in the air, smashed the glass coffee table in front of him.

"Click!"

The tea table made of plexiglass was smashed to pieces.

Wang Zijing was lying as like as two peas of "string whip" that had passed away in the past.

The old he in the distance, slightly narrow eyes, showing a fierce killing.

Mr. Dong's mouth, however, floated a trace of elusive smile.

"It's interesting..."