"You are strong, but you are dead." Song Tao showed a strange expression on his face and said in the unstandard Long Guo language.
In an instant, Meng Hansen felt a dangerous aura, and jumped back violently, and actually left Song Tao three meters away, crawling on his body, like a jungle black panther waiting to hunt.
"Bang bang!" The whole Song Tao was wrapped around his fist, and the white bandage on his calf broke inch by inch, flying in the air.
Immediately, my whole person turned into a lightning bolt and rushed towards him. Even because of the speed, it made people feel the illusion that they saw him still in place.
A punch hit Meng Hansen's abdomen. Meng Hansen stretched his hands and feet forward, and his back arched, like a crayfish, flying in the air.
Song Tao was cold, "The game should be over."
Immediately, I kicked my right leg, and the whole person rushed directly into the air like a tough spring. He put his hands together and his right knee directly hit Meng Hansen's chin. He instantly smashed his chin into pieces, and his elbows with his hands together from top to bottom
It hit Meng Hansen's skull, and in an instant, his head was smashed like a watermelon.
When he fell off the arena, Meng Hansen had completely lost his breath, and white and red flowed all over the ground from his head.
Some viewers who were close to each other even vomited on the spot. Zhuo Shanshan, Zhuo Shuai, Zhuo Fang and others were stunned and smashed the human skull with one blow. It was so terrifying.
"Songtao practiced the ancient Muay Thai boxing technique. He used his fists, elbows and knees to hit hard pine wood since he was a child. After smashing the bones, he applied special medicinal paste to the wound, waiting for the bones to heal. This time, he used a few times.
The smashing and healing time and time again are usually unbearable for ordinary people." Qin Yun explained.
"But doing this will cause great harm to the body, so generally warriors who practice Muay Thai do not live long." Qin Yun shook his head and continued.
The people around him were very interesting, but Zhuo Ming suddenly saw the second young master standing up and actually walked to the aisle, slowly thinking about the ring.
"Second Young Master, what is he going to do?" Zhuo Ming showed a look of surprise.
Zhuo Fang, Zhuo Shuai and Zhuo Shanshan were also stunned for a moment. Seeing Zhuo Bufan's appearance, they wanted to go to the ring.
"That Songtao is not from our Long Kingdom. He has an explosive personality and is not that easy to talk to. Hurry up and call him off." Qin Yun frowned and shouted loudly.
"Is this guy still going to show off now? It will be miserable if he is beaten to death later." Zhuo Fang frowned and said in secretly. Although he hated Zhuo Bufan, if Zhuo Bufan really dies here, who would have the chance to die?
Come and bear the anger of the patriarch Zhuo Luo.
Zhuo Shuai's scalp was numb. Didn't you see how Songtao beat Meng Hansen to death just now? His elbows and knees were like big pliers, and they directly crushed Meng Hansen's headband.
"Brother Xiaofan." Zhuo Shanshan stood up with an anxious look on her face.
Zhuo Bufan turned around and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Seeing Zhuo Bufan's look as if he was calm and gentle, Qin Yun frowned. This guy looked down on his kung fu just now, but now he actually ran to the ring again. Could it be that he really has any martial arts?
"It's over." Zhuo Shuai fell on the chair with his butt.
Song Tao killed Meng Hansen, and the staff were no longer surprised. Song Tao had a cruel personality and fought with him. The one who was the least injured was still lying in the hospital and became a vegetable, and the rest were all killed.
"Young Master, Song Tao killed the Red Sticks of the Fire Tiger Gang. I'm afraid the people from the Fire Tiger Gang won't let it go." The old man with black and white hair frowned and said.
The handsome young man shook his head and said, "So what if I don't give up? Do they dare to attack our Qin family? As for them wanting to seek revenge on Song Tao, that's their business."
"Huh..." The old man nodded, and suddenly two rays of light appeared in his eyes. He stared at the young man walking from the audience, his spine was numb.
Qin Yang held the tea, and the teacup in his hand tilted. The tea water flowed into his crotch without realizing it, just staring at the young man on the ring with wide eyes.
"It's him!"
At this time, Song Tao was about to step down when he saw a boy walking towards the ring.
The staff on the field were stunned for a moment and then prepared to stop him, but they heard the voice of the boxing manager coming from the headset, signaling everyone to wait and see.
The other audience members saw a boy walking to the edge of the ring, as if he wanted to challenge Song Tao, and instantly became energetic.
"Who is that guy? Why did you go to the ring?"
"It seems to be the audience. Does he want to challenge Song Tao?" someone said in surprise.
"I think he is going up to seek death. Even Huohu's double flower red stick can't stop Song Tao. He is a child who goes up, and I think he is going to take a photo." Some people also speculated.
The audience was talking about it, and Zhuo Shanshan was about to be anxious. She pinched her hands together and her palms were covered in sweat. What should I do?
"Who are you?" Song Tao stared at Zhuo Bufan, his eyes like a poisonous snake.
Zhuo Bufan did not jump onto the ring, but instead slammed the steps, stepped onto the ring step by step, and said lightly: "Did you tease my sister when you were in the toilet just now?"
"Oh? That beautiful woman is your sister. She looks so pretty. I don't know what it feels like in bed." Song Tao was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, then licked his tongue and showed a despicable smile.
Zhuo Fang frowned, "It's over, Mr. Qin, please think of a solution. If Zhuo Bufan dies here, I can't explain to the head of the family when I go back."
Qin Tong frowned and looked embarrassed, "Mr. Fang, it's not that I don't want to help you. Although these boxers are from our Qin family boxing ring, they are all cooperative. Besides, I'm just talking lightly, so I can't ask Song Tao at all.
what."
"Unless you find the eldest son." Qin Yun suddenly said.
Zhuofang, Zhuo Shuai and Zhuo Shanshan's eyes lit up and rushed to the bottom of the ring, "Mr. Qin, I am Zhuofang of the Zhuo family. The one on the ring is the son of our head. Can you let it go..."
Zhuo Shanshan's pretty face was even more anxious, and she looked as beautiful as Xue Yingchunyang. "Mr. Qin, please help me."
Who knew that when Qin Yang heard them, his face was expressionless. Finally, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I can't help you."
Zhuo Fang and others changed their faces, but they didn't understand Qin Yang's bitter smile.
Last time he and the old man saw Zhuo Bufan's divine power with his own eyes, killing the Taoist real man, the half-step master Pu Tiedao, and even the quasi-grandmaster Liu Miao. He was like a god and a demon, scaring him and the old man in shame.
Run away.
Just when everyone was anxious and at a loss, Zhuo Bufan stood up with his hands behind his back and said, "Now I'll knelt down and kowtow, I'll leave you with a complete body."
Song Tao seemed to have heard some international joke and laughed: "Little guy, I can crush you with just one finger. No matter who you dare to provoke me, the only fate will be death."
After saying that, he punched Zhuo Bufan. (To be continued)