Jiang Yan didn't intend to wait for his reply. He grabbed Huang Wanwan's collar and pulled him up. Looking at the swaying steps, he clicked his tongue and hit Huang Wanwan's elbows with his left and right fists -
— made him take a defensive stance.
"Huh..." Breathe, step forward, and strike quickly with both left and right fists! The same routine as Huang Baibai just now, the storm-like punches mercilessly shook Huang Baibai's body, and the huge force brought out a burst of
There was a harsh friction sound - that was the sound of Huang Baiwan's leather shoes rubbing against each other!
He was shaken by the continuous attacks and moved on the ground!
Huang Baiwan held on for a breath and moved one hand out to fight back, but was punched on the elbow by Jiang Yan again. He tried to defend himself. He wanted to punch straight with the other hand, but was hit by Jiang Yan's
He punched back with his fist!
"Your forehand is weak!"
Jiang Shao was lucky enough to step forward and strike with a straight fist, hitting the face hard through Huang Baibai's broad arms. Nosebleeds spattered out, and two drops of bright red blood stained Jiang Shao's hands through the protection.
"Not good at backhand!"
This was an uppercut that hit Huang Wanwan's side hard. The fist he swung out was pulled out diagonally upwards and hit Huang Wanwan's shoulder with the back of his fist. The two reverse impacts made Huang Wanwan stagger.
.
"Loose steps!"
Jiang Yan hit Huang Baibai with a whip kick and reversed the kick, which was about to slip. The swift kick on Huang Baibai's waist only made him feel a stream of air rushing through his body, and the wine he had just drank was all over his body.
He spat it out - but he was kicked and stood up again!
"Responsive!"
Jiang Yan made another "telephone punch" gesture. Huang Baiwan was about to move, but he didn't expect that it was a fake move: Jiang Yan raised his leg and kicked him out from the middle, kicking him so hard that his back hit the red corner post.
He was lying on the chair! Jiang Yan strode up to him, smiled and pulled him up from his seat, leaning against the corner post, with his hands on the rope, "You are like this now,
Why are you competing with me on the same stage?"
Jiang Yan slowly raised his fist, punching one after another - pressing Huang Wanwan's shoulder with his other hand - hitting Huang Wanwan's face hard! After every three punches, he slapped Huang Wanwan with his backhand.
On millions of mouths, broken black teeth and sticky blood spattered on the ring, but Jiang Yan turned a blind eye.
Cold and cruel, he only cares about how to make the almost unconscious man in front of him feel pain more efficiently. Any way, any means - except not hitting his vitals, which will make him lose his intuition. No one speaks anymore.
, no one dared to ring the ending bell. The referee and the staff responsible for dragging down the unconscious duelist were so frightened by those cold dark green eyes that they could only tremble secretly.
This is the Garden of Eden - the Garden of Eden of violence and desire. When a person has absolute strength, he has absolute rights.
The iron arm avoided sight, and Tallulah remained silent. Only the muffled sound of the fist hitting the flesh and the painful, weakening wail were left.
——He finally stopped.
Jiang Yan watched Huang Baiwan's fat body slowly slide down, sitting on a chair, with his head resting on his shoulder as if his cervical vertebra was broken. He was dying. The nameless anger and restlessness in his heart slowly cooled down, and he finally
I noticed that my hands were starting to feel numb.
He lowered his blood-stained arms and remained silent for a long time. In a cold voice with a hint of hoarseness, he spoke slowly:
"A little person? Ha, yes, a little person - I'm just a guy who jumped out of nowhere. I just want to have a legal status, a job where I can save some money, and maybe retire or change jobs when the time is right. That's it. A dream of mine.
"Who hasn't looked forward to that kind of exciting life? Me too, until I was troubled by unreasonable encounters, and saw the disaster and man-made hell. From that time on, I never thought about it again. Become a big shot.
"There's nothing wrong with being a big shot. They have power, the greatest freedom, and the greatest responsibility. I'm not afraid of responsibility. But I just hate the way scumbags like you handle things: you always interfere with others at will. In my life, I don’t care about the happiness of the minions or even life and death, I only care about whether I can climb higher.
"You asked me why I came here. That's a good question. I'm also curious about why I came here. An old man told me that a pair of sisters encountered misfortune when they were still children, but no one helped them. , and even worse, adding insult to injury to them.
"Not to mention the stable and happy life they hoped for, even having a meal together has become a luxury - because of some inexplicable debts and some people with copper coin tattoos on their bodies. But his purpose is not money. , but the only thing that the mother left to her daughter was a necklace, just because she heard that the necklace had some magical Originium skills.
"So I'm here. For a person who may have nothing to do with me and is involved in the whirlpool, but still wants to give happiness to his family and is willing to turn into a glimmer of light."
——There was no applause, only silence, and from nowhere, someone raised his fist with his thumb pointing down.
"Kill him!" cried a girl holding a box. "My father worked in his black mine. He contracted ore disease but had no way to cure it, but he never received any compensation! Kill him!"
"My wife got sick, and my son heard that he could find a way to recruit a doctor, so he participated in the competition, and was beaten to death on the stage..." A big man covered his face with a mask and cried, "Eight years! I I’m the only one in the family! I come here and stare every day, hoping that one day I can see him beaten to death on the stage! Bacchus, kill him!”
"Bacchus! Bacchus! Bacchus! Bacchus!"
More and more people raised their hands, but even Jiang Yan failed to notice - Huang Wanwan was groping for something from under the chair. Iron Arm was the first to notice Huang Wanwan's movements, but he desperately tried to The call finally failed to penetrate the huge sound and anger——
"It's noisy... it's so noisy...!" Jiang Yan only heard an inarticulate roar, and Huang Baiwan suddenly burst out - he only saw a bit of cold light piercing into his stomach, and then a smell of rust poured into his throat. , he covered his mouth and coughed up a pool of blood on his hand!
Huang Wanwan pulled out the short knife - there were even fragments of the Origin Stone on it! The bloody knife edge kept dripping dark red liquid, the belated pain in the abdomen, the pungent smell and dazzling lights, and the blood in his hands and mouth He Dao. Some kind of disconnected wire deep in Jiang Yan's mind seemed to be forcibly connected. There was a harsh sound like a short circuit, as if his brain had really been exploded. The pain almost made Jiang Yan faint!
Huang Baiwan used all his strength to kick Jiang Yan away, but Jiang Yan was unable to make any reaction. The sudden change made the angry audience in the audience scream in shock. The bloody mad dog began to laugh wildly, like a jackal finally
Laughing wildly like the evil plot succeeded!
...The sound of broken glass, panicked gasping? What on earth is this? Picture after picture flashed in front of Jiang Yan, and his ears were full of chaotic sounds...
His pace slowed down, he walked to the side of the fallen young man and stepped hard on the stab wound he had made. "It's such a pity...it's just like ten years ago! No one knows why, my head is very hard."
, even if I hit it with a force that would make an ordinary person faint, I can wake up quickly! Hahahahahahahahaha!"
...It was like the sound of rain. Outside the broken window, there was a strong wind carrying the raindrops, beating randomly on the increasingly cold body. The man holding the blood-stained dagger walked toward him step by step. The white-haired Liboli woman wearing glasses, her
The voice was so familiar, and even more heartbreaking - she was shouting, so heartbreakingly: "Run!"...
"No one can stop me!"
...Fear, doubt, sadness, anger, tears overflowing his eyes, restless fangs, wanting to chew and bite...
Tallulah gasped when she saw the strange appearance of the fallen person on the stage, and shouted sternly to her men: "You guys, leave quickly! Don't look back, get out of here!"
...Yes, bite, bite! Chew! Swallow it all! I——
Huang Baiwan stomped on Jiang Yan again, "After today, I am still the boxing champion in the underground boxing ring! The so-called fighting is about who can stand at the end - that's all!"
——A hand suddenly grabbed Huang Baiwan's ankle. When he looked down...
Those were a pair of beastly, blood-gold vertical pupils!