"Stand up, stand up!" Shen Jiayao clasped her hands to her lips and shouted loudly: "Tu Su, stand up!"

"Songha! Hold on to Lao Tzu!" Hu Huairen also disregarded his identity and pulled out his pistol, "You dare to admit defeat, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Seeing him pull out his gun and provoke, a large group of bodyguards in the black boxing arena swarmed and took out their guns to surround General Hu.

Here, no one is allowed to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, even if he is the master of the Golden Triangle, and he must abide by the rules of black market boxing.

Hu Huairen scolded his mother, put away his pistol, and sat back in his seat with an annoyed face.

Songha began to move, and Tu Su also raised his head and propped up his body with one arm.

Whoever stands up first has a considerable chance of coming out on top.

"Stand up!"

"Stand up!"

The countless voices in the audience ignited a boiling fire, and everyone's hearts aroused a wave of enthusiasm and pride.

Songha, who didn't feel pain, struggled to get to her feet first, her beastly fierce eyes flashing with infinite evil energy.

"Tu Su!" Shen Jiayao's heart was half cold, and Song Ha moved his chaotic steps and slowly approached Tu Su.

His neck was dented by a large piece, and he was injured so badly that he didn't even die.

He's not human, he's a zombie!

"Die!" Tu Su, who was lying in the ring, roared, and his figure suddenly jumped out, his fist swept up with the sound of hunting, and smashed out with a punch!

The sound is like a mountain cannon, thunder!

This is exactly the Kongtong Eight Cannon Fist!

As fast as thunder, a thousand pounds of strength!

Rumble!

Songha was hit in the heart again by the punch and flew to the ring rope before falling to the face.

This punch condensed the true qi instilled in him by Ye Fan, destroying the withering and decaying, and it was indestructible.

Songha suffered three broken chest fractures and a severe heart injury.

The audience erupted in cheers and applause.

Compared to Songha, most people bet their chips on Tu Su.

"Great! Hey, Ye Fan, why don't you applaud?" Shen Jiayao immediately smiled, and her mood suddenly flashed and thundered with the situation on the field, and suddenly the sky was clear.

"Hehe......" Ye Fan smiled and didn't answer, in fact, he wanted to say that the battle was not over yet, Songha was not dead yet, and it was too early to applaud.

Songha lay on her stomach in the ring, her limbs twitching, her mouth foaming blood, and she seemed to want to struggle.

Hu Huairen had a gloomy face, staring at Tu Su deadly, hating to shoot him in person, so he shot him.

Looking at Song Ha's dying and struggling appearance, Tu Su looked indifferent, and walked towards his opponent step by step, and with each step, the floor behind him was covered with wet blood.

What is he going to do?

"Be careful, he's not dead. Su Lin couldn't help but exclaim, lest Tu Su be plotted.

If you take that catalyst, anyone will be a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, unless the head is cut off, or the medicine is over.

Sure enough, Songha got up again!

"Huh?" Lin Shiya covered her mouth, is this still a human?

This time, Songha attacked with his feet, but in the eyes of insiders, it was already a non-threatening one.

If Somha had been conscious, he would have regretted the kick, but unfortunately he didn't have a chance.

Kicking his legs and fighting without discipline is no different from a scoundrel's skin.

Tu Su raised his hands and held Song Ha's ankles accurately, without any pause, his arms stretched out to both sides, and the bandage on his left arm suddenly opened under the huge force, this violent expansion actually tore Song Ha's legs apart from the middle!

"Ahh

Blood and internal organs danced wildly, and Songha's deathbed screams pierced people's ears, and the roar lasted only two seconds before disappearing into endless blood.

The two corpses were thrown in the center of the ring, the beating heart was still trembling, the stomach flowed to the ground, and the blood sprayed Tu Su's body.

Silence! A deeply suppressed silence permeated the audience.

Only a few seconds passed, and then all sorts of noisy screams and roars erupted.

This tragic scene far exceeded the psychological tolerance of most people, and the women who were still screaming just now covered their mouths with handkerchiefs and lowered their heads and retched.

They originally came to find excitement, and the dead people in the ring are common, but seeing the two halves of the corpses scattered on this stage, and the bloody human internal organs, no one can remain calm.

A big living person was torn alive like this!

Tu Su, who was standing with his back to the corpse, was covered in blood, there was no trace of cruelty or madness in his eyes, and he was still as flat and fearless as the moment before he appeared on the stage just now.

But this figure deeply shocked people's hearts, and countless eyes of awe showed a cowardly look when they looked at him again.

"Okay!" Ye Fan got up and clapped his hands, and his penetrating voice floated throughout the audience: "Tear well! Treat brutes, there is no need to be merciful." Be a hero, when you are decided, you will be decided, and you will be worthy of the name of Tu Su!"

How ugly and ugly Hu Huairen's face is, the last time Hesse was planted in Ye Fan's hands, this time, he made a comeback, made all the preparations, and actually lost again, losing all his family and losing everything!

From tonight, the Golden Triangle will no longer be surnamed Hu!

Hu Huairen raised his military boots and smashed the remaining two potions, full of anger and resentment, with nowhere to vent.

In three consecutive battles, Tu Su won the respect of people with his tenacious will and transcendent fighting level.

Dong Nijia, who was standing behind Ye Fan, also showed a little fear and admiration.

If a Tu Su is already so terrifying, how powerful will his master, the master of the four seas, be?

“OK。 Fernandez stood up again, and finally it was his turn to play.

It's been a long wait, and it's harvest time.

Although Tu Su's combat power is terrifying, experienced people can see that his strength has been greatly reduced, and it is really difficult for the god of victory to favor him in the next battle.

"It's Sarenwell's turn, teach the Chinese people a good lesson, and let them know who is worthy of being the ruler of Bangkok. ”

Fernandez took his hand's phone and called it, causing everyone to look towards the entrance to see what his competitor looked like for the first time.

Boom –

The engine roared, and the roar approached quickly.

A monstrous locomotive drove arrogantly from the entrance, rolling in thick smoke and tongues of fire, and rushed to the ring.

The locomotive crossed the three ropes, and in the collective exclamation of the people, landed firmly on the stage, and with a beautiful step, the driver's black combat boots stepped on the underground boxing ring in Bangkok.

It's so stunning, it's really handsome and cool.

The man was dressed in black leather, which set off his figure very well, and it is worth noting that he wore a thin and long Western sword at his waist.

When he jumped off the locomotive, took off his helmet, and shook out his blonde hair, many women in the audience let out inexplicable screams of surprise.

It's so handsome!

His handsome face is very elegant and uninhibited with Western men, the few strands of broken hair on his forehead are even more heartbreaking for young women, and the pair of blue eyes sweep towards the audience from time to time, blooming with a strange bewitching light.

"Oops. Seeing this man who appeared, Ye Fan's calm state of mind sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai showed fluctuations for the first time.

He's not human!

Fernandez has found a Bloodline to fight!

This insidious Italian descendant is more cunning than Hu Huairen, no wonder he has no fear.

Sallenwell smiled elegantly, and in front of the eyes of thousands of people in the audience, he unzipped his leather jacket, revealing a snow-white Western-style shirt with full lace on the cuffs and collar.

There was another burst of women's screams off the field, and those nymphomaniac women, as if they had forgotten the bloody scene they had just experienced, began to heat up.

"Do you have any weapons? I'll fight you with a sword. Sallenwell casually threw away his leather coat, drew his sword, and played a trick with great speed.

Snort!

The blade of the sword tore through the air, and the sound was pleasant, as graceful as his movements, as fascinating.

"Compare swords, hehe......" Ye Fan, who was originally contemplating and thinking about countermeasures, smiled again, but attracted Shen Jiayao to roll his eyes.

Obviously, she thought that Ye Fan was joking again, isn't comparing swords to cheap?

"You have a sword, we have a sword, Tu Su, let's compete with him!" Ye Fan picked up the Shura knife and left the box quietly.

"Let's go too!" Shen Jiayao hurriedly pulled the others to follow.