Volume 6 [Tigers are strong even when they go out to sea] NO.6 Tigers are worth a thousand for three catches
2. At this time, the sand at his feet was mixed with the explosives of Ajia Zazongwantis. It was dark red like a rose. His feet pushed aside the sand and stepped on it tightly. Zhang Ben glanced at it. At this time, from a
In a separate single room, a strong black man walked out. He was huge, with a fleshy face and tangled scars on his body. He had obviously experienced many battles.
This is "Refrigerator" Marco Wilkins, a strong American man from Hawaii. Three years of prison life has taught him more ways to torture people. The gangster life in the slums of big American cities has made him even more...
Have sufficient fighting experience.
He was also the runner-up in the last Heavyweight Indiscriminate Kickboxing Competition, and his brutal fighting style allowed him to continue his domineering style on the rugby field.
He has rotten teeth and many weird tattoos. He has a lot of text tattooed on his chest, which looks like the Bible, but on his back is a coffin with a chain wrapped around it and a sharp awl pierced through the coffin.
This means that the coffin contains a vampire.
Macro is 1.9394 meters tall, and his upper body strength is very developed. After Zhang Ben took a look at it for a while, he could see that he was a man who was extremely conceited about his brute strength.
The two stopped when they were five meters apart. At this distance, one could hit each other with a punch without even reacting.
But Macro opened his mouth, exposing his rotten teeth and said ferociously: "Hey, Chinese boy, I will send you to see God."
"Just like what I did to that nigger?" Zhang Bi looked at him coldly and said.
"You will regret it, yellow-skinned pig. I will kill you like a chicken." Macro stretched out his thumb and scratched his neck. His face was hideous and terrifying, but when he fell
In Zhang Ben's eyes, this is the case.
"Just now, niggas are just a number to me.
Zhang Ben's cold expression made Marcoro furious, and he swore that he would kill this damn Chinaman in one fell swoop.
Federo was about to return to the room, but when he saw Zhang Bi returning again, Li Fei stood in front of the railing again, and laughed loudly: "Ah, haha, that damn nigger Larkin is going to have his brains broken again."
.Haha, this stupid little African warlord, let him go to hell!"
"How much did he bet?" Federo suddenly asked. A waiter held up a notebook and said: "Thirty-five million U.S. dollars."
"This is a stupid pig that deserves to be slaughtered. Federo chuckled, patted Huang Silang on the shoulder and said: "Huang, I'll pay for the money. If you lose, it's mine, if you win, it's yours!"
Federo said and nodded to the waiter. The number on the big screen instantly changed to 70 million. This number was obviously more powerful than before. The cheers burst out and the tourists below were whistling and howling.
Some American tourists may have seen such a bloody scene for the first time. They were so excited that they kept waving the clothes in their hands.
Some of the call girls and playmate prostitutes on the cruise ship were blowing and moaning to their male companions, and they were also taking drugs with each other. Their fingers painted with dark nail polish held thin women's cigarettes, and the whole air was filled with
There was a scent of women's cigarettes.
And the men all pulled their necks and shouted: "Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"
"Put off the refrigerator! Long live China's tiger"
"Kill him! Kill that ugly black man.
Marcoro was really furious when he heard such a roar. He raised his middle finger in the direction of the roar. Zhang Bi sneered: "Are you so angry? You see, even they know that you are too grown up to be sorry for God's six days."
I have to take credit for it, so I had to go back and recast it.
"Shut up, you damn yellow-skinned pig!"
"Don't worry, you only have so much time. I'm just leaving a little memory for you before you die. After all, it's not easy to live once in a person's life.
Zhang Bi's English is quite fluent, at least it will be no problem for a guy like Macro to understand him.
This time, the data turned over much faster than before. Zhang Bi's previous strong performance was simply impeccable. In the words of those perfectionists, this is truly flawless!
Capacity, speed, blood, bravery, everything is so perfect and complement each other.
The numbers on the four large screens doubled and quickly exceeded 150 million.
Obviously, other rich people have already taken action at this time, but judging from the feedback data, it seems that not everyone has suppressed Zhang Bi, the Chinese tiger from the east.
"Hear, hear, hear"?! His name is "."
"Tiger"
The commentator seems to have reached the limit of how many words he can say in one second, and the chorus of "Tiger" seems to make the Daphne tremble. People have to admire that this kind of fanatical blood sport is indeed real.
It can seduce anyone's hormones.
The hormones of conquering desire were secreted in the air. The powerful men who wanted to vent their lust slowly closed the electric curtains and turned on the projector in the room. The battle scene could still be seen on it.
And in the room, not everyone had the courage to take off their pants like Huang Sanlang did, then push the woman next to him down on the sofa and fuck her violently.
"The swift power, the terrifying surprise attack, and the terrifying magical kicking skills just now. This is the perfect offensive method. It is powerful, faster, and more extreme. This is the powerful, tiger-like, Chinese Tiger, Xiao
"The blood of the gladiators is already boiling. This time, we will see the savage power of Marko Zernkins! This "refrigerator" that once galloped on the rugby field will show us what is primitive and what is
"The number now exceeds 160 million, and today the Daphne is destined to go down in history."
"Cheers, the fateful battle of gladiators, who will survive, the Chinese tiger or the American refrigerator. The bell will ring in thirty seconds, and it will kick off."
Huang Silang's face was also red, he was a little excited.
To be honest, he has no pressure to spend 10 million US dollars. But if he spends 10 million US dollars, he really needs to think twice. That is nearly 100 million US dollars.
Grabbing a thousand pieces of gold? The previous way of playing it was nonsense!
At least, that's what the fourth young master thinks.
"Hey, hey, hey, I don't believe this damn Chinese boy can still hold on for the second game. Such intense actions just now will definitely consume a lot of energy!"
This little warlord of Liberia, Lak'in, still has some brains, and he has a good idea. At least in the eyes of many people, the force and physical exertion required to perform the five-step kick just now, which is also the five-step kick of the violent tiger, will be very high.
big!
Therefore, after careful consideration, several wealthy people still placed a large bet on "Refrigerator" Marco Wilkins. But some people felt that today should be an unusual day.
Mitsui Yu bought Zhang Bi for 20 million U.S. dollars. Although in terms of floating odds, this rate of return is far less satisfying than the one-on-one rate of Huang Shiro and Lakin, it is still very high.
"Please, Mr. Dao, although your suggestion is very good, I trust my intuition more.
Mitsui Tomozumi was wearing a kimono and gota on his feet. He was originally sitting cross-legged. When he stood up, he realized that this man was probably about 1.62 meters tall. Compared with the tall man in black next to him, he was just a little taller.
Like a wizened old man.
"My lord's intuition has always been accurate. Could it be that this Chinese boy would be any different?" Urashima asked Mitsui Tomosumi in confusion. Mitsui Tomosumi is forty-eight years old. In the huge Mitsui Zaibatsu group, there are thousands of Mitsui members.
As much as sand. He is just a slightly more outstanding person. He doesn't mind spending a lot of money on the Daphne. But compared with the money, he is more willing to compete with those who represent the power of a place or even a country.
comminicate.
"Urashima-kun, let me show you this). Mitsui Tomosumi handed a black and white photo to Urashima.
Urashima looked at it and saw above it a man with a shell gun on his waist and a Chinese machete on his back. His feet were tightly wrapped in leggings.
The point is not here. The point of the photo is that this Tubalu looked proud and stepped on the back of a Japanese army major. The Japanese officer wanted to struggle but was unable to do so. His whole body was firmly trampled under his feet.
But this Tubalu put his hands on his hips, looked here, and smiled proudly.
This Tubal Road's surname was Zhang and his name was Sanxian. He was one of the Three Flying Tigers of North China. Five thousand oceans did not allow the Japanese soldiers to kill anyone, and in the end thirty thousand oceans were useless. And that major, his name was Mitsui Sanosuke, who was Mitsui Tomozumi's father.
Second brother.
"Huh? This guy looks like this Chinese guy!"
Mitsui Tomozumi smiled: "How is it? Although it is impossible to judge a person's identity based on his appearance, this may also be the instructions given to us by the gods. My uncle died in the hands of this traitor, which is very shameful.
way to die, but I have to admit that this is a very strong Chinese character
"What about this photo?" Urashima was a little puzzled.
"It was this Chinese man who forced my uncle's comrades at gunpoint to take the photo for him, and then he sent the photo to the then Imperial Army's North China Headquarters.
Mitsui Tomozumi's understatement did reflect Mr. Zhang's style back then. Of course, the impact of this incident was so bad that Mr. Zhang was almost shot on the Taihang Mountains.
But then again, it is not unacceptable that Master Federo Onassis was molested by Zhang Yaozu in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, and Mitsui Tomosumi's uncle was played to death by Zhang Sanxian, an old guy.
But if you really want to be honest, Zhang Bi will fall into their eyes. They are all the descendants of enemies.
"Then why does my lord still bet heavily on this Chinese boy?"
Urashima's year is puzzling.
"Ah, Urashima-kun, are you also confused?" Mitsui Tomozumi looked at Urashima with a smile, and then held on to the railing. Behind him, the kimono woman knelt down and kept her head down without saying a word.
Only a concubine was there slowly washing the teacups and teapots.
"Just because he looks like the enemy who defeated us, being able to defeat our enemy proves that he is powerful. Such a person, while resentful, should also be in awe, right?
As he spoke, he patted Urashima's arm again and motioned for him to sit down. Urashima put his hands together and nodded, then knelt down and sat upright. Mitsui Sumitomo sat cross-legged, and then said: "The pursuit of kendo
, it’s just for victory. When we get stronger and stronger, being able to defeat our powerful opponents is more worth learning. Urashima-kun, do you think I’m right?
"My lord's teachings, keep them in mind
At this time, there were leaks and surging noise inside and outside the venue, and the numbers on the big screen had been frozen. It was obvious that the countdown had entered the closing time?
After thirty seconds, the battle will begin.
At this time, a countdown stopwatch appeared on the screen. The commentator missed the point and shouted selflessly: "Such a scene will be unforgettable forever. This kind of thrill of invincibility, this feeling of being like the strongest horn in ancient Rome."
The ultimate pursuit of a fighter, this burning fire of glory in my heart, I already feel like I am about to explode."
"We are now entering the countdown, there are still ten seconds left, what kind of visual impact this battle will bring to us. We can't know yet, but ladies and gentlemen, Ren Xin: Purpose Fight Ten, all of us are here.
The most powerful men click on the stars and boil them. The one who wins the training is the king. Cheer for them.
"The blood is in our hearts"
Just like the electric guitar at the beginning of a rock concert, the whole scene is used to heighten the atmosphere with fireworks. There are a group of barely clothed girls dancing around, stimulating the passion of these gold customers.
They will leave loopholes here, but before that, please max out your account!
Crunching, Zhang Ben clenched his fists, his expression became calmer and calmer, his breathing rate adjusted to a very gentle rhythm, restrained and unyielding, as if he was drawing a long bow, the more he drew it, the fuller it became, the more full it was, and he shot out.
The stronger the power.
"Old Sun. Why does Zhang Bi look so weak?"
Huang Silang asked puzzledly.
The middle-aged man said softly: "Master, look, as long as he takes action, it will definitely be a thunderous force. At this moment, Zhang Bi is not only accumulating strength, but also accumulating momentum. The so-called "preparing for action" refers to
In this current state, the more restrained he is, the more powerful and terrifying he will be when he explodes. I'm afraid this big black man may not be able to hold on for long.
Huang Silang was shocked: "Is this Ben a human or a ghost? Why do I always feel like he is omnipotent?"
"To be honest, young master, I am also very troubled. I really can't imagine what kind of practice it is to be able to have such skillful skills. The ancients often said that the bow and horse are skillful. This Zhang Bi, if he shoots continuously
If the art is also superb, then I am really convinced. I have to admit that Lao Sun has a wry smile on his face. He is well-informed and resourceful. But at this time, he is also at a loss. He has no clue at all. When encountering this kind of situation,
For this guy who looks like a monster, it can only be said that Zhang Ben was born at the wrong time. If he was born in troubled times, how could he not be a fierce general?
Lu Bu, Zhang, Guan, and Zhao, Wu Mu, and Yang were revived, and this was the time.
"But it's so annoying! ***, that son of a bitch nigger was fucking me just now. Just seeing how angry he looked, I was so fucking happy! Hey, if we were in Zhonghai, I would shoot randomly
Kill this little brat.
Huang Silang snorted and slapped the railing violently. Among the people in the room, only Federo could understand a little bit of Chinese, but it was a pity that Huang Silang spoke Chinese dialect. If Federo could understand it, it would be really great.
Damn it.
The bell rang, and everyone cheered, but some people also held their breath and their nervous hearts almost reached their throats.
Zhang Ben still remained motionless, but as the bell rang, his feet quickly spread apart a distance, probably at shoulder level.
At the same time, "Refrigerator Mark Rowe Wilkins was like an angry rhinoceros, rushing towards Zhang Bi, and he wanted to kill Zhang Bi."
"ah"
Roaring, all the muscles in Macro's body suddenly trembled, and his blood vessels could be seen twisting like earthworms crawling. The whole scene was extremely fierce. When he sprinted, the ground shook, and sand and dust were thrown up.
When you stand up, this looks like the battlefield in front of Troy.
At that moment, Zhang Bi still didn't move.
Everyone's eyes widened, thinking that this Chinese boy was frightened and was about to be killed under the shoulders of Macro, who looked like a rhinoceros.
However, Zhang Bi suddenly let out a loud roar, and suddenly grabbed his hands. His whole body dwarfed, and he exerted force with his arms and pressed down. Almost at the moment when Macro was about to hit him, his whole body was like a huge boulder.
Pressed down, Macro's collision force was indeed powerful.
But he didn't hit anything substantial.
Because Marcoro was pressed down, the whole person felt like being hit by a bulldozer. Zhang Ben used his feet to support himself on the ground, and then the whole person was quickly pushed back, looking extremely fragile.
The heels of both feet dug out two grooves on the ground. Zhang Ben laughed ferociously, suddenly lifted his foot up, and then stepped down hard!
Boom!
The whole person was frozen!
At this time, Macro's strength had reached the end. If he tried to make any further progress, it would be impossible. He seemed to have crashed into the World Trade Center and could no longer move forward.
"Ouch"
A tiger roars.
Go to hell!
Zhang Ben roared in his heart, suddenly raised his left paw, and grabbed it fiercely towards his temple. With a click, Macro's eyesight went black, and he suddenly felt dizzy, with stars in his eyes.
Then Zhang Ben raised his right paw and clawed at his left temple with great ferocity. Marcoro felt his stomach began to cramp, and he felt nauseated. His feet suddenly became weak, and his whole body began to shake.
Everyone only saw what appeared to be Zhang Bi suddenly slapping his hands twice fiercely.
But it wasn't until the slow playback on the big screen that they saw clearly that the Chinese boy's fingers had actually been embedded in a ring of skulls around his temples.
And as Macro's whole body began to shake, Zhang Bi also delivered the last blow, going straight to Macro's occipital point. With a snap, the entire back of Macro's head was slapped into a piece, completely deformed!
If you can survive in this way, it really means that God won't let you die.
But how could this killer move created by Zhang Degong keep you alive?
From the moment Marcoro launched a brutal charge, to Zhang Ben's hard resistance, and then to the lightning-fast three-point grab, the time still did not exceed ten seconds.
In ten seconds, the tiger's three catches cost Lark 35 million. In other words, Zhang Bi's catch was worth at least tens of thousands. This was really an extremely valuable three catches!