Master of the city

Iron dragon's action has been very fast, but bassoon's action is faster. When iron dragon's dagger is about to cut his ankle, bassoon's right leg retracts like lightning, and then stabs out quickly. That kind of speed makes iron dragon have no chance to react. Bassoon's toe stabs iron dragon's wrist fiercely.

"Click" a crisp ring immediately from the iron dragon's wrist upload out.

Thai boxing, also known as the art of eight limbs, can be used to attack the eight points are all trained to be as hard as iron. As one of the eight limbs, the foot is naturally very hard and fierce. Once you poke it, you will break the wrist bone of the iron dragon.

"Well -"

Tielong uttered a low cry of pain, but did not stop. Release the grip of the dagger with the right hand. While the dagger falls freely, the left hand picks up the dagger and cuts across bassoon.

Bassoon's mouth was full of disdainful smiles. When the dagger reaches the front of the body, hold the dagger in the air with two palms.

In fact, it is rarely effective in a real battle. However, as the king of Muay Thai, bassoon's strength has broken through the scope of ordinary people. Even though Tielong is a retired mercenary, he is still firmly caught by bassoon's dagger.

Tielong tugged at the dagger. After he found that he couldn't pull it, he didn't stick to the weapon. He quickly let go and raised his leg to kick bassoon's crotch.

Mercenaries are different from ordinary warriors. They don't have any moves at all. To be honest, mercenaries' moves are simple, direct and lethal.

On the battlefield, Tielong didn't know how many enemies he had solved with this move, and his speed and strength were almost perfect.

However, bassoon didn't move because of his foot. He just raised his right leg and went up to Tielong's right foot with his knee.

Tielong didn't mean to stop at all. He has kicked a lot of people, some of them responded like this, but he kicked hard, because his boot was clamped with steel plate, even if he didn't break his opponent's knee, it would make his opponent's movement inconvenient.

With a bang, bassoon's knee collided with iron dragon's foot.

Bassoon's face did not change at all, but Tielong felt a sharp pain coming from his feet. When he stepped back, he could not help but scream. The collision was completely unexpected. Bassoon had nothing to say. His leather shoes with steel plates were dented by the collision.

I'm kidding. Bassoon practiced martial arts since he was a child. First he kicked his wooden stake, then he kicked his stone pillar. All his eight limbs were hardened and refined. It's just a piece of thin steel plate. What can he do to bassoon?

While Tielong screams back, bassoon looses his hands and lets the dagger fall to the ground. Against Tielong, he disdains to use weapons. While Tielong retreated, bassoon had already bullied himself. He grasped Tielong's shoulders with both hands, supported his left leg on the ground, raised his right leg, and pushed the right knee cover of Tielong's foot toward Tielong's chest and abdomen.

"Bang bang bang -"

bassoon's stroke was fast and fierce, and his knee hit Tielong's chest and abdomen again and again.

Three fists are better than one elbow, three feet are better than one knee.

When the first kick hit, Tielong felt as if his chest and abdomen were tumbling, and all his viscera were moved by the huge impact.

The next successive kicks made Tielong feel that his internal organs were smashed by this attack. A sweet throat. Blood gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably.

"Aha!"

With bassoon's roar, his body suddenly bounced up, and his right knee was heavily pushed on the chin of iron dragon from below. Tielong's strong body was flying up by the whole top for half a meter, then he fell heavily on the ground, even without twitching, so he fell down quietly.

"Bah"

bassoon didn't even go to check the condition of Tielong, but spat on Tielong's face. The iron dragon was still motionless on the ground.

Or he couldn't move any more.

His internal organs had been broken by the successive kicks. The last knee facing the sky smashed Tielong's mandible, and his brain was also injured by the powerful impact force. Bassoon was sure that this man was doomed.

Bassoon is a warrior. He can despise his opponent after winning. But his martial arts make it impossible for him to insult his opponent after victory. It was just because bassoon didn't think the goods were worthy of his opponent.

"Ding Dong."

The tablet computer on the tea table made a clear sound. A word "win" appeared on the screen, representing Zhang Fan's victory in the gambling game. He put a million on bassoon. That is to say, now he has won 1.5 million yuan from the club.

"The money is still coming fast, but I don't know how much it will cost to redeem you."

Zhang Fan looked at the news on the tablet and muttered.Min Zhi went to Zhang Fan's side, put a hand on his shoulder, and gently grasped Zhang Fan's shoulder. The girl did not speak, but in this way to Zhang Fan for help.

"Miko, come here."

Zhang Fan did not respond to Minzhi, but called out Miko who was still squatting in the corner.

"Brother..."

Rice should be a go to Zhang Fan's side. Just a short time of thinking seems to have changed Miko's state. There was no longer that kind of smile on her face. All that remained was hesitation and cowardice. But this kind of expression is exactly what makes Zhang Fan happy.

"Have you thought of what makes you think?"

"I want to Think about it. "

Michelle nodded hesitantly.

"Speak up, didn't you eat?"

Zhang Fan suddenly took out the volume of the instructor's voice during the military training, and scared Michelle to shiver.

"Yes! Brother, I think about it. "

After shivering, Miko subconsciously stood up straight and replied in a loud voice.

"The answer."

"Miko belongs to my brother. From the time he was chosen by his brother, Miko had nothing to do with other people or other organizations

It seems that during the period of squatting in the corner, MI really wanted to be clear. There was no hesitation in saying this. But after that, she still looked at Zhang Fan with that kind of hope.

It's one thing for her to give an answer, but it's another thing for Zhang Fan to deal with her according to her answer.

"Well, since you have said so. After that you will be my sister. It has nothing to do with this asshole club. If I find out what else you have to do with this place, I promise you will die more tragically than that woman at the beginning. "

Zhang Fan said, reaching for the tablet computer on the coffee table and throwing it to Miko.

"Bet me 10 million later."

Michelle is a little dizzy by Zhang Fan's words. He'll be his sister after that. Has nothing to do with this bullshit record? Miko doesn't really understand what Zhang Fan means. Or Zhang Fan doesn't understand how much energy the club has?

Miko swallowed a mouthful of water. When she was caught training at the club, she also wanted to run away. But then a series of things happened, let her never dare to rise this idea. She only knew that she would die if she did as the club told her, but if she didn't do as they told her, it would be more miserable than death.

For those who come here to have fun, this is paradise, but for the service staff, this is hell at all.

In front of her, this man made her think for a long time, and finally want to take her out of this hell? But, really can leave?

"What's the matter? Did you hear what you were told?"

Zhang Fan is very impatient to ask the rice can be pulled back from wandering.

"Oh, yes, yes. Brother, who do you bet for? "

Back to the God of rice can be more flustered. The hope that had already been abandoned was now picked up again, which made her heart more uneasy.

"If you don't know who to bet on, dig out your eyes later."

When Zhang Fan spoke coldly, the door on the glass curtain wall had been opened. Basong, who was covered with blood on his upper body, came in from the outside with his hands folded in front of Zhang Fan, as if he was delivering the task. And Abe, who was full of gratitude over there, came running over with a towel he didn't know where, and helped bassoon wipe himself.

"Well done. Let's look at mine next. "

Zhang Fan stood up to move his neck, then opened the door and walked down.

When Zhang Fan came to the scene, the staff were dragging Tielong's body down. Seeing that another person came out of the compartment, the staff were also full of surprise.

For the first time since the establishment of the club, the guests have personally participated in the duel. Who knows, more than one guest came out to the duel.

"Sir, are you going to duel, too? If necessary, we will arrange it for you, but you must sign an exemption agreement. "

Rules are rules, although surprised, the head of the staff or came up to Zhang Fan a brief introduction to the situation.

"If I win the duel here, I can make a request to the club, right?"

"Yes, sir, but your status is noble. I advise you not to take part in the duel, otherwise it will be very bad if there is an injury."

The staff saw what had just happened. After spending a long time here, his eyesight is still very good. He could see that bassoon was a master of Muay Thai. But this person is different. Zhang Fan looks like a fool. Although he is wearing a suit, he looks like a hip-hop youth on the street. I'm afraid it's hard for such people to survive if they take part in the duel.