"Friends, Douglas welcomes you at the Desert Spider Club, and this time, my fighter will face a challenge from my friend Karabecchi, and of course, this is not the first time this kind of challenge, so I am sure everyone knows my fighter and his fighters very well.

However, today Carabech spared no expense to send a fighter from Parasis Prison to the boxing lineup, which put a lot of pressure on me....." When Douglas said this, Karabech's face couldn't help but rise with a touch of pride, he was bound to come here today, as for 939 and lightning, they were just incidental, because in his mind, a newcomer, no matter how strong his combat power is, has not gone through the baptism of life and death, he will definitely appear in such and such a situation during the official game, so in his heart, the accidental tearer has already become the best candidate to replace the lightning.

"Douglas, you can see what is going on, yes, I can give you a little more time. From time to time, grabbing Douglas's sore feet and making inhumane blows is what Karabech likes and does best, especially in this kind of situation, and he is unscrupulous 360 degrees of all-round three-dimensional ridicule of Douglas.

"Karabechi, this is my territory, I have to give time, and I will give you time, okay, below, I won't delay everyone's time too much, my fighters are already in place, they are...... Golden armor!Great Snake!!And this last one...... Lightning !!" Douglas's words sounded one by one, and the spotlights lit up one by one, when Douglas saw the lightning figure appear there without warning, his heart was finally relieved.

"Lightning, Douglas, you actually got Lightning into your camp?" When Douglas introduced all three of his fighters in one go, Karabech's face was a little surprised and even shocked, because Lightning was a fighter of 939, and now he was fighting on behalf of the Desert Spider Club, and the speed of this change was unexpected by Karabech.

"Is there a problem? The fighters in the Yellow Sand Prison can all represent your Thor Club, why can't Lightning represent my Desert Spider Club?" Seeing the shock and a little unnaturalness on Karabecchi's face, Douglas was very happy in his heart, and the sullenness that had been squeezed by Karabechi before was instantly wiped out.

"Hmph! A boxer who has not been baptized by life and death, no matter how strong his strength is, it is useless, okay, no more nonsense, stop fighting!" Karabech was originally very afraid of lightning, because he also found information about 939 from special channels, knowing that every time he appeared, he would only take one fighter with him, until the boxer died or retired, otherwise he would never dig out the next boxer, and the strength of 939's boxer was really strong!

However, at this time, Karabechi had a Ripper under him, and this fighter was a gift from God, so even in the face of lightning, he didn't have too much worry in his heart, but he was just unhappy.

"OK, stop betting in thirty seconds!!" Daglas didn't have much of a mind to entangle with Carabecchi, raised his wireless microphone to announce the last thirty seconds of betting, and then left the arena with Carabec, returned to his place, and handed over the hosting of the game to the sexy and hot host.

At the same time, in an ordinary viewing seat in the opposite stand, next to the insect king dressed in black, sat a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing, and the two of them did not go to meet Douglas with great fanfare, but directly entered the game as an ordinary spectator.

"Ripper!!!This Karabech actually has this kind of energy? The Rippers in the Yellow Sand Prison have actually been brought over by him, and it seems that the fighters on Douglas's side are basically more than lucky. "The person sitting next to the Worm King is none other than Shasyif, and other people's knowledge of the Ripper may only be at the level of the Yellow Sand Prison, but Shasyif is not one of these people, and his knowledge of the Yellow Sand Prison is far more than that.

The origin of the code name of the Ripper was given by Shasiif at the cost of two fighters, when his two fighters fought with the Ripper in the Yellow Sand Prison, but both fighters were torn by the Ripper to break their necks, and in the final punishment of the vanquished with a knife, he used a knife to cut the limbs of his two fighters to pieces, and then forcibly tore the limbs off the body of the Boxer, and it is precisely because of this that he has a resounding name, Ripper!!

"Ripper, how did that Ripper leave the Yellow Sand Prison? Aren't the fighters there all those terrorists and death row prisoners and the like?"

But the matter in front of him is very different from these official and official records, looking at the appearance of Shasyif, he is very familiar with this tearer, that is, he can be determined through Shasyif that the tearer is indeed the boxer of Huangsha Prison.

And the boxer who would not have left the Huangsha Prison appeared here at this moment, this extremely incomprehensible situation in the mind of the insect king, there is no doubt that there is an incomprehensible question, that is, to paraphrase the most popular phrase, this... It's not scientific!!

"That's true, generally speaking, the boxers of Huangsha Prison cannot leave Huangsha Prison, unless there are some special circumstances, such as participating in some heavy underground black boxing competitions, they will be licensed, and they will temporarily leave Huangsha Prison to participate in competitions under unified management, which is the most common way to leave Huangsha Prison, and in addition, if you want to leave Huangsha Prison, unless you ......" After all, Shasiif is one of the participants in the boxing tournament in Parade Prison, although it is a very low level, but his understanding of Parasand Prison is also incomparable to others.

"Unless what?" This question is the question that the Worm King is most concerned about, a fighter who was originally theoretically unable to leave the Yellow Sand Prison, but at this moment he has left the Yellow Sand Prison, the reason for this is naturally what the Worm King must figure out.

"Unless someone with a lot of energy comes forward, you can do it. After saying this, Shasiif glanced at the insect king, and seemed to feel a little incomprehensible about the insect king's curiosity, after all, in the eyes of Shasiev, the insect king is just a military contractor, and it seems that he should not care so much about these things.

"Oh, yes, in any country and city in the world, there will be a privileged class, no matter that, let's talk about the competition, although I am very interested in this kind of competition, but I don't know much about it, Mr. Shasiev, can you act as a commentator for me?"

"Absolutely. Shasifu nodded, he was naturally willing to do this kind of thing, and his understanding and interest in boxing also gave him enough experience and theoretical support to allow him to do the job of a commentator.

As Shasiif nodded in agreement with the request of the insect king, the sexy voice of the beautiful host finally came from the venue!!

"Ladies and gentlemen, the last five seconds of betting, five... Four... Three... Two... Now!! Desert Spider Club will present you with a fantastic Street Fighter 3v3 boxing match, and today, it will be the first Desert Spider Club to host a death-level event, so get ready for your screams and shouts!

Let's enjoy this bloody feast prepared for you by the Desert Spider Club!!

Below, I announce that this three-on-three Street Fighter Death Boxing Match, is !!!!open!!!"