"Master Sora, is the person dead?"

Knowing that Leng Kong's hearing is amazing, Ojing Dun turned around and asked,

"Well no!"

Leng Kong squinted his eyes and listened: "The black man and that boy Fan Ma are very patient, it seems that they are not dead!"

It has to be said that people in this world are able to resist. After being beaten up like this by myself and buried in cement fragments, they can still hold their breath.

Outrageous!

"No, I'm not asking them both"

Oi Dun shrugged: "I'm talking about Sikorsky."

Leng Kong: "?"

"What does it have to do with us whether the black man is alive or not?"

Ojing Dun said as a matter of course: "The most important thing now is of course to bring Sikorski back and share some firepower with the warden."

Leng Kong waved his hand: "He has been stuck to the wall, but how could he die if he couldn't hit it? He just fell out when the building collapsed, and now he is buried together."

Dajing Dun: "Then let me tell the warden to call the Metropolitan Police Department to dig someone up?"

"up to you"

"But take me back to the hotel to wash the blood first. I played so well today, and I must sleep soundly at night, haha."

Leng Kong stretched his waist greatly. He just had a confrontation with Oliba, and he has no interest in parallel imports of executed prisoners.

"Ok."

Dajing Dun ignited and drove, and at the same time dialed Qiao Xiayu's phone to report the situation.

The next morning,

Oliba and Blade Ya, who were wrapped into rice dumplings, were lying in the intensive care unit, with big eyes facing each other, and their faces were equally ugly.

After being dug out by the Metropolitan Police Department with an excavator yesterday, they were sent to the hospital together with Sikorski.

But Sikorski lived in a single room because of his prison status.

"Who?"

"Who is he?"

A domineering roar suddenly exploded in the room, but it was not the voice of Oliba and Saber, but Yujiro who suddenly jumped in from the window.

Seeing Oliba and Saber covered in wounds, Yujiro's long fiery red hair fluttered, instead of anger on his face, he was ecstatic.

Because being able to beat Oliba and Blade like this at the same time means that the enemy is very strong!

This means he has a new toy.

"Jie Jie"

Just thinking about being able to hunt new strong men made Yujiro excited.

"do not know"

Oliba and Blade Ya looked at each other, and said helplessly.

"do not know?"

Yujiro tore his mouth open, his gums were exposed, and his violent aura overflowed crazily, "You were all beaten and laid down, and you don't even know who it is?"

"Uh"

After all, the young man was thin-skinned, and when he heard these words, Blade Ya immediately lowered his head and shut himself up.

Seriously, he was buried long ago without even knowing what happened afterwards.

"I really don't know"

It was Oriba who looked at Yujiro and said, "As soon as the opponent appeared, he attacked Saber Ya. Hearing what he said, he seemed to want to use Saber Ya to measure your strength."

"Just him? Haha"

Yujiro pointed at Blade Ya and laughed loudly: "Just this brat, how can I measure my strength?"

"Well, that person said the same thing behind the back of seeing Saber Ya's ghost."

"Afterwards, I smashed the blade through the floor and buried it in the cement block. To prevent him from killing him, I became like this."

Oliba spread his hands, showing his gauze-wrapped body.

"Ghost back?"

Yujiro's eyes lit up instantly, and he turned his head to look at Saber: "Your ghost back is formed?"

"It was formed, but... still lost"

Blade Ya's tone was very unwilling,

But looking at his father Yujiro's tall and strong body, and then looking at his immature and capable little body, he suddenly felt that what "that person" said made sense.

Compared to my father, I seem to be a little stunted?

So can I still grow taller?

After all, body shape represents overall strength, and at my current height, my potential seems to be very limited!

"Jie Jie, I look forward to it even more now."

After getting the answer he wanted, Yujiro grinned directly.

The ghost back state that can crush the blade teeth at will, this person has already been able to let him taste the deliciousness of fighting, haha

Then he took out the phone, "Streder find someone for me!"

"Who?"

Streider is the contact person arranged by the Free State next to Yujiro, and he dispatches the military planes that Yujiro usually dispatches.

"I don't know, but he seriously injured Oliba and Blade yesterday."

Yujiro: "I believe that this information is enough for you to find out."

"OK, wait for my message."

Without further ado, Streida accepted the task.

Because Liberty State arranged him next to Yujiro, just to satisfy the monster's request, so as not to intimidate Mr. President again.

Chapter 214 He is my prey!

"Yujiro, that man is really strong!"

Seeing Yujiro impatiently wanting to fight with Leng Kong, Oliba leaned against the bed and reminded,

"You know the strength of my muscles. If ordinary fighters dare to attack me with their hands, I can break their finger bones without moving. But look"

As he said that, Oliba uttered a "squeak" and tore off the gauze on his chest, revealing several blood holes and dark red deep marks on the tender flesh.

"But it is my strong muscle layer that has been penetrated by him."

"If you say that, I can't wait to fight that guy, Jie Jie"

It's okay not to look at it, but when he saw Oliba's almost bloody chest, Yujiro smiled even more.

The purer Fan Ma's blood, the stronger the desire for fighting. Yujiro himself is a "combat addict", and his desire for fighting is as hungry as eating and drinking.

Also because of Fan Ma's blood, Yujiro has stood at the top of the world through endless experience and fighting, and he can't find a worthy opponent in the world.

This troubled Yujiro, who was addicted to battle, how could he enjoy the deliciousness of fighting in this way?

Then he moved to the major battlefields to spread the seeds.

Since there is no opponent, then spread seeds around the world to cultivate opponents.

Then Yujiro turned his gaze to Saber, "Do you want to become stronger?"

"Of course I do!"

Hearing this, Blade Ya raised his head instantly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Don't forget that he is also of Fan Ma's blood. Although the purity is a little lower, his desire for fighting is also not low.

"Then go and eat the pure fruit!"

Yujiro opened his mouth wide: "If you want to become stronger, eat it. Eat day and night, keep eating, eat endlessly, and keep eating until you vomit."

"Eat, eat, eat, eat till the end!"

"If you want to become stronger, eat her!"

"Nutrition needs to be eaten, poison must be taken, and women need to eat even more, so that you can maximize the power hidden in your blood!"

The overbearing and unreasonable teaching declaration directly shocked Oliba black on top of black!

"Pure fruit?"

"It doesn't mean that?"

There was suspicion on Blade Ya's face, but he wasn't shy, because the Fan Ma clan never knew what shyness was.

"That's what you think."

Yujiro said with a very thoughtful expression. : "Because that is also a battle, and it is the deepest battle!"

"I will eat the pure fruit, but this is because I want to "want" her (Saujiang) myself!"

Blade Ya's "fighting will" is proud.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Get up and find your little girlfriend!"

Yujiro stared, red hair fluttering.

He didn't care about the serious injuries on Blade Ya that could kill an ordinary warrior.

Chest collapse?

More than half a broken rib?

Broken arm?

What kind of injury is this?

How could Fan Ma's blood be such an unbearable thing!

When Blade Ya was 13 years old and challenged himself for the first time, his head was smashed flat by him, so nothing happened?

"it is good!"

Saber's voice was very firm, and he pulled out the infusion tube on his body after getting out of bed, and then jumped towards the window.

Bang!

"puff"

The body fell to the ground, the wound was split open and the blood was stained with red gauze, and at the same time, blood was vomited from the mouth, but the blade directly ignored the pain, and ran towards the Saoe's house after sweeping his eyes.

"Your muscles have degenerated, Oliba!"

Yujiro gave Oliba a glance, jumped out of the window and followed his son.

Helping his son protect Jingguo is only one aspect. The most important thing is that Oliba said earlier that "Leng Kong"'s initial goal was Blade Ya.

Before Streida found out the identity of "Leng Kong", he could teach his son on the spot while squatting guarding Leng Kong.

Only two bloodlines were bred by planting the world by myself, one of which was defective (Jack Fanmar),

Although Oliba said that the cold air is very strong, but at most it is a toy.

And the real deliciousness of fighting can only be brought to him by the blade tooth that inherits Fan Ma's blood.

Yujiro did not allow others to destroy his seeds until he tasted the deliciousness.

"The beast is indeed a beast, and even the son's coming-of-age ceremony has to be peeped."

Seeing that he was alone in the ward, Oliba complained, pulled out the infusion tube, pulled off the gauze wrapping his head, and strode out of the ward, revealing a hideous and bloody face.

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