The group of people came to the center of the wasteland and stood in two rows facing each other.
Seeing this kind of group fight, Ma Long felt as if he was in junior high school again. He not only smiled bitterly: Now that he is an adult, why are he still playing the game of fighting among middle school students?
Kent Francis glared at Malone. This guard had made a fool of himself. It would be easier for him if he swarmed up and killed them. Now, he didn't care about the people Malone brought. Although Fan Yong looked difficult to deal with, there were people behind him.
But there are ten bodyguards who have experienced many battles. As for the petite and cute Yaoyao, Kent feels that it would suit his taste if she were bigger. In short, he now wants to beat Ma Long with his own hands.
He pointed at Ma Long with his hand and shouted through gritted teeth: "Stinky guard, do you dare to challenge me to a duel! I will teach you a lesson today for how dare you be behind your back!"
"Single fight?" Ma Long smiled slightly, "I said before, you are not worthy of fighting me."
"Bah!" Kent said scornfully, "You dare to sneak around behind my back, what kind of man are you? If you want me to breathe a sigh of relief, I won't make it difficult for you three, so that you can
Walk back! Get out of here!"
Fan Yong volunteered: "Brother Xiao Ma, let me go and meet him."
Ma Long glanced at him and didn't want to hurt him, but he still wanted to tell the truth: "He is not an ordinary person. Do you know that they have a kind of superpower in the West? He is a low-energy superpower, stronger than ordinary humans.
Above. I know your strength has reached the limit of human beings, but..."
Fan Yong interrupted Ma Long's persuasion: "I saw his performance at the door just now, and I know it well. I will not relax this weekend when you go to the United States..."
With that said, Fan Yong strode forward and said, "Gringo, you are not worthy of fighting with my elder brother. You must win first before talking to me!"
"Stinky doorman, you are just a coward!"
Kent walked out cursing. He was so angry now that he needed to find someone to vent his anger on, just like everyone else. He thought that after he solved the big man in front of him, it would not be too late to start trouble with Malone.
The punch was delivered without hesitation, fast and hard. Compared with the previous performance, it was three points less entertaining, but two points more practical and one part violent. This punch, even among ordinary people, was
Elites who have experienced hundreds of battles cannot resist it, and even find it difficult to capture the path of the fist. But...
There was a "bang" sound, the sound of bones colliding. Fan Yong's fist resisted Kent's full blow!
"First level of foundation building!" Seeing this, Ma Long was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that with these two short words, Fan Yong had already found the way alone, and suddenly entered the realm of the first level of foundation building, and his strength surpassed
Ordinary people, who were a little worried about him just now, are now relieved and watching Fan Yong's progress with their hands on their hips.
Kent's trump card is his super fast punch, but he was blocked by the opponent in one blow, and he took it hard, which made him a little unbelievable. He had heard that there are practitioners in the East who are as famous as the Western powers, and he was heartbroken.
Do you think that the big man in front of you is actually a cultivator? Thinking of this, he put away his feelings of love rival and took the opponent in front of him seriously.
The two of them fought back and forth for more than ten rounds, but there was no winner.
Fan Yong's steps are steady and his fighting skills are solid. With his training reaching the foundation level, his body has improved to a higher level. Looking at Kent from a distance, he can still rely on the speed of his fists to preemptively strike and gain the upper hand at first, but the more he fights, the more he fights.
As he went on, his strength became less and less, and his pace gradually became chaotic. From initially having the upper hand to being evenly matched, he gradually fell behind and lost to his opponent.
This is entirely due to his lack of serious training. He relied on his innate low-energy awakening and thought he was different from ordinary people. Although he had guidance from famous teachers, he rarely exercised seriously. Over time, his physical strength was not good. If it weren't for his fast punches, he would always
He can win in a short period of time, but once he encounters an evenly matched opponent, he will be defeated without fighting over time.
Fan Yong gradually pressed his opponent, and saw that Kent's pace was messed up. At the moment when the opponent couldn't react, he seized the gap and punched Huanglong with all his strength.
"boom"!
A punch filled with Foundation-Building Immortal Qi hit Kent's chest. If he hadn't been an imbecile, the punch would have been fatal. Although there was no danger to his life, the punch also shook the clothes on his body.
There were countless broken blood vessels in the body, and the bones were also severely damaged.
Kent's body flew back, but a small, exquisite box flew out of his pocket. He stretched out his hand to grab it, but his body fell back and refused to obey.
With a "swish" sound, Yaoyao Hongling took action, tied the small box in the air, pulled it back into her hand, and played with it carefully.
"give me back!"
Kent yelled, ignoring the pain in his body, broke away from the hands of the bodyguards who were holding him, and rushed towards Yaoyao in one stride. But as soon as he took two steps, his head hurt, and he fell to the ground.
When he started to take a look, he saw the muzzle of a dark gun pressed against his head, which scared him so much that he broke into a cold sweat.
"Don't move!" Fan Yong took out his gun and restrained Kent.
The bodyguards rushed forward, wanting to rescue their master, but they had just taken a step forward when suddenly a red caltrop flew out of the air in front of their eyes and passed through everyone's feet one by one, breaking bones and tendons wherever it went. Ten big men hugged
Kneeling on the ground and wailing.
Yaoyao took back the red water chestnut in her hand and looked at the masterpiece she had made with a smile, feeling very proud of it.
Although Kent was lying on the ground and couldn't see clearly what was happening behind him, from the howls of his bodyguards, he could guess that in this short moment, ten of his bodyguards were killed by a seemingly helpless man.
The little girl was knocked down by his strength. He was dumbfounded. The little girl he ignored at first turned out to be the most powerful master here. The blow of reality made him feel despair.
Malone slowly walked to Kent and looked down at him.
Kent raised his head slightly, his eyes showing fear: "Don't... don't kill me... I'll give you something, the price is negotiable... don't kill me..." He was scared to death, and at the same time he was worried about the gun on his head going off.
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Ma Long sneered and knelt down and nodded his head: "Of course I won't kill you. I gave you a big gift before, so feel free to enjoy it."
Kent felt baffled and couldn't understand what Malone said. He still didn't know that his life had been destroyed by Malone when he fell off the stage.
Ma Long wanted him to have a taste of what it's like to be a eunuch. For most men, being deprived of this ability is almost like killing them. Life is worse than death, especially for rich people.
Fan Yong put away his gun and left with Ma Long and Yaoyao.
After the three of them drove away, Kent got up from the ground. He couldn't believe that the other party let him go so easily. He immediately used his mobile phone to book a flight. He didn't want to stay here any longer. Besides, he brought gifts.
He was also taken away by Ma Long, and he could not go to the capital to find a doctor, so he had to return to the United States to ask his father for help.
