Kongka didn't pay attention to the shouting of the fat pig. He just looked at the dozen people in front of him, but his mind sank.////
One of these dozen people was the eighth-grade senior who lost half his life in the fight with him a few days ago. Looking at the face of the eighth-grade senior, it was obvious that his injury had not improved much.
But he still followed, seemingly determined to win.
And next to this eighth-grade master, stood a man with a more powerful aura than him. This man made no attempt to hide his aura. The violent aura circulated around his body, triggering people within a certain range around the man.
Air flow has been affected."
Being able to do this with just the breath must be the ninth grade!
As for the others, they were probably only sixth- and seventh-level warriors, but Kongka didn't take them seriously.
But that ninth-grade man is definitely not something he can deal with. If he was in his prime, he would have dared to fight, but now he is seriously injured and there is really no hope...
"Boy, you are very good. You can actually run so far under the siege of our two companies. Judging from your goal, it seems that you plan to go to Milan? Although I don't know what you want to do in Milan, but
If we really let you run away, where will our Domingo's face be put? For the sake of you being a real fighter, hand over Angelina, and I will give you a chance to commit suicide. If you let me do it
If so, I’m afraid it won’t be that easy for you to die.”
The ninth-grade man on the other side looked at Kongka proudly and said.
"Angelina, I'm afraid I really can't protect you anymore."
Kongka did not answer the ninth-grade man's words. Instead, he looked down at Angelina in his arms and said calmly.
"Conca...you...do you like me?" Angelina looked at Conca and asked shyly.
Kongka was stunned and looked at the woman in his arms. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated and his lips were a little dry. He nodded with difficulty and said: "I...I should like you, at least, at least I think...because
Dying for you and dying for Mr. Qin... both make me fearless."
"Thank you, Kongka. These ten days with you are the happiest days of my life. Thank you for your protection along the way. I think... now, let me protect you once too."
A look of extreme happiness appeared on Angelina's face, and then she broke away from Conca's arms, stood on the ground, looked at the dozen people not far away and shouted loudly: "Gattuso!
Let him go! I will go back with you!"
The pig-like fat man's face suddenly turned red, and he roared angrily: "Angelina, don't even think about it! You are my woman! But he has been with you day and night for such a long time, I want him to die!"
"Gattuso! Think carefully, if you don't let him go, I will die here with him! When the time comes, you can take my body back!" Angelina shouted again.
The firmness in her voice left no doubt about the authenticity of what she said.
The fat man like a fat pig in the distance suddenly turned stiff, his eyes were rolling, but he couldn't make up his mind for a moment.
His liking for Angelina was not love, but an extremely longing for possession, so he was so jealous that Conca was spending time with Angelina day and night these days, so he decided to cut Conca into pieces.
.
But if the consequence of this was that he would never get Angelina in his life, Gattuso couldn't accept it, so he hesitated for a while.
But Kongka grabbed Angelina, looked at Angelina's pretty face, and a rare smile appeared on his face: "Don't exchange your happiness and freedom. If you really do this,
I will only be in more pain. Don’t worry, I have just used my communication device to send a message to Mr. Qin and other partners and told them your name. If I really die, they will protect me.
your."
After saying that, Conca stretched out his hand and gently touched Angelina's face. This was the first time in more than ten days that Conca showed such tenderness. Angelina was actually a little crazy for a moment.
"Angelina, you have to learn to protect yourself without me in the future. If you really feel uncomfortable living here, let Mr. Qin take you back to Atwell. He will definitely take care of you."
"Damn it! I must kill him! I must kill him! Mikey! Kill him! Kill him for me!"
Seeing Conca and Angelina being intimate, Gattuso's anger instantly broke through the shackles of reason and shouted loudly.
The ninth-grade strongman had a gloomy expression on his face, snorted coldly, and then rushed directly towards Kongka!
The atmosphere around her suddenly became much more depressing. Kongka was startled and stretched out his hand to push Angelina out. When he turned around, the ninth-grade opponent was already in front of him, and he quickly moved towards her with a knife.
Kongka strikes at the head!
This is not the first time that Kongka has faced the pressure of a ninth-level powerhouse. When he was training in Atwell, the four Terminators and his son would have actual combat training with the members of Death Scythe basically every day.
However, although the actual combat training with the Death Scythe is extremely harsh, it is not a real battle of life and death after all, so this is the first time that Kongka has faced a ninth-level expert who is sure to kill!
In addition, Kongka himself was seriously injured and has not yet recovered. The momentary pressure even made Kongka's reaction much stiffer.
Reluctantly taking a step back, facing the opponent's knife, Kongka instinctively stretched out his right hand to intercept it!
However, there was a huge difference in strength. Kongka's right hand only slightly blocked the opponent's attack, but his right hand had been completely chopped off by the opponent's knife!
However, the body used this force to retreat to a safe distance.
The sudden pain of losing his right hand made Konka feel dizzy, but he gritted his teeth and just let out a muffled groan.
"I gave you a chance. If you don't want to, and you have to do it myself, then you must be prepared to bear my anger. I won't kill you, I will cut off your limbs and make you into a human stick.
Then put it in a jar. Do you know what my young master Gattuso likes to do the most? He will put you in his room and let you watch with your own eyes how he plays with this Miss Angelina. I think, this kind of
It will definitely be a good experience for you."
The ninth-level expert said cruelly, with a sickly smile on his face.
"Hey, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. If you really make me into a human stick, I will be very happy, because I can still see how you will behave when Mr. Qin comes to avenge me.
Face."
Kongka opened his mouth and vomited blood, laughing.
"You talk back! Who cares about you, Mr. Qin, Mr. Dog! In this old world, it is our world!" The eyes of the ninth-grade strongman were slightly focused, and he was about to take action again, but suddenly a wave of force appeared in the jungle behind Kongka.
The aura that was not inferior to him rushed towards him fiercely!