The Super Special Forces King

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Lao Zhuang was satisfied with Zhang Feng's help and rushed to the siege, but thought that Zhang Feng was going to compete with Bai Pi in the ring.

Baipi's skill is proportional to the degree of his metamorphosis, everyone on the road knows, otherwise Baipi doesn't know how many times he has been killed.

The gunner also said, "Brother Zhang, you are a little bit reckless this time. Don't look at the white-skinned people and ghosts, the girls are awkward, in fact, the bottom of the hand is very hard, even if it is with me."

"And once you are not the opponent of the white skin, this kid will definitely not be merciful, and he won't give any face to him."

"It's okay, don't worry, Brother Pao, if I lose to this pseudo-mother, do I have to mess with it? Hahaha!" Zhang Feng said indifferently.

The cannon shook his head slightly, it is true that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and will regret it when it suffers a loss.

"Hey, brother Zhang, don't worry, Bai Pi will really be cruel, brother, even if I take this face off, I will save you!"

Zhang Feng nodded gratefully.

However, he sneered in his heart. When he wandered around in the joint, what kind of abuse did not work, and coupled with the torture of Huangquan Road, he was absolutely confident in his skill.

The corner of Bai Pi's mouth was even more sneered, Zheng Chou couldn't find a way to find the face he had lost, but now it's luck that this kid slammed into his arms directly to find death, so don't blame yourself for being cruel.

Uncle Sang came out and said, "The people are almost the same, and we won't wait for those who haven't come! I have found four fighters this time to fight in pairs! As for their strength, I don't know, it's up to you. I’m a player. If I want to play two hands, I can place a bet. It’s a one-for-one odds."

"No problem, then we will start!"

A boxer walked out on the left and right sides, wearing only a pair of shorts up and down, without any protection, and no gloves.

The eyes of the two people were as cold as walking dead, and their bodies were covered with scars!

Stepping into the fist, the iron cage above was lowered, covering the two people in it.

Cage fighting, life and death punch!

Only the victorious side can walk down alive, and the outcome of the loser is to be beaten to death alive!

Drug dealers handed over waiters one after another, placing bets on the two boxers.

"How about, Brother Zhang, do you want to place a bet? This is also a bet. You should be better at it?" Paozi asked with a smile.

Zhang Feng shook his head and said: "Brother Pao, I'm really not good at this, but Brother Pao is very skillful, so I should have some ideas. Which one do you like, I'll follow it up and feel the joy of Brother Pao."

"Hahaha, your kid is just listening!"

Gunzi laughed, casting his eyes on the boxer standing in the two corners of the cage, and said, "That one in red pants is good! You see that his thigh muscles are abnormally developed, and his calf is slender, which means he has enough strength and speed. Come on. As the old saying goes, hands are two doors, and it's not unreasonable to hit people with feet."

"See you!" Zhang Feng called the service staff and bet a thousand dollars on the red pants.

Lao Zhuang heard that Brother Pao made sense, and he directly bet 10,000 US dollars.

Brother Pao bet 20,000 US dollars, obviously very confident in his own judgment.

In fact, Zhang Feng did not approve of Brother Pao's judgment, so he only bet a thousand dollars.

It's just that Brother Pao couldn't save his face, so he didn't express his thoughts.

The red pants indeed seem to have more advantages in physical conditions, but another short and thin man has his eyes locked on the tall man with red pants, with bloodthirsty madness in his eyes!

And this kind of madness is not available in red pants!

If it is a regular game, the red pants will definitely win.Now it is a fist of life and death, and the ending is not certain!

After confirming that no one continued to bet, the sound of the bell rang and the fist of life and death began.

Wearing black pants, the short man's gaze became more and more frantic, a roar resembling a wild beast in his throat, his body suddenly exploded with a speed of fear, and he rushed towards the red pants.

The red pants made a mistake and didn't retreat. One leg whizzed out like a steel whip.

Brother Pao nodded slightly, with a triumphant smile on his face, as he expected, the red pants are good at legs!

Contrary to everyone's expectation, the black pants didn't mean to dodge the menacing whip legs, but kept their arms to the side.

boom.

The movement of the physical blow spread to everyone's ears, and everyone could see it with naked eyes. After the black pants blocked the powerful whip leg, the arm was bent and broken.

One leg and arm broke, and it seemed that the ending was set.

Brother Pao nodded with satisfaction. Lao Zhuang was also excited in his eyes. The 10,000 US dollars can be doubled into 20,000 US dollars so quickly. This money is actually faster than riding a rocket.

Zhang Feng shook his head insignificantly, and the ending was not settled so quickly.

Because he didn't see any cowardly expression on his face in black pants, even his crazy face became even more hysterical.

At the cost of an arm being kicked off, the shoulder of the black pants hit the chest of the red pants, making a muffled noise.

The other hand took advantage of the prop leg of the red pants and threw him directly on the ground.

Not to be outdone by the red pants, one hand clamped the head of the black pants under his armpit, and the other hand slammed his back fiercely, fists to the flesh, banging.

The adrenaline of the spectators is rapidly secreted under the stimulation of passionate fighting!

"what--"

The red pants let out a scream.

There was a burst of laughter from the black pants. Amidst the laughter, he spat out a large bloody flesh from his mouth, which he tore from his opponent's body with his teeth.

"Kill him, kill him!"

"What are you doing for Lao Tzu!"

"……%*"

Under the stimulation of the blood, the drug dealers also roared heartbreakingly.

Taking advantage of the pain of the red pants and relaxing his arms subconsciously, the black pants pulled his head out of his armpit.

He opened his mouth wide and bit his neck viciously.

The red pants fell into a state of madness. He bit his head frantically, two fists rained down on the black pants, trying to get rid of.

But the black pants are like a lion biting its prey, so it doesn't let go.

The fists of the red pants became weaker and weaker, and finally fell on the black pants lightly.

The expression in his eyes also disappeared, his pupils continued to enlarge, and there was no movement in his body.

The black pants got up swayingly, his body was broken by the red pants, I don't know how many bones!

His head was slightly lowered, his Adam's apple rolled, and the flesh and blood that had been torn from the neck of the red pants was swallowed into his stomach.

The saliva mixed with blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, like a madman!