The Road to Slaying God

Brother Knife crouched on the ground, gently wiped the blood on the black awl from Taro Ono's body, and kicked him fiercely.

"It's great to have martial arts, Brother Brother Dao hasn't killed you all the same!" Brother Brother Dad sneered and looked cold around the people around him, and that Mapi Tiger was shaking all over. He only found out today Brother Brother Dao and him It is basically a person from two worlds. He also kills people. However, he does not have the momentum of the sword brother, the cruelty of the sword brother, and the surname of the sword brother who forgot his life.

"It's up to you!"

Brother Dao turned back to Zhang Yang. After hearing this, Zhang Yang suddenly had an inexplicable ease. In this sentence, Brother Dao already regarded them as his own, so he began to worry that the situation would never happen again.

Whether it is Zhang Yang or Liu Biao Aze, they are now full of affection for the brother of the blood surname. If you make them rival the sword, they will have a very uncomfortable feeling psychologically.

There are two people left, Mapi Tiger and the European, saying that this person is a European intuition. Zhang Yang has always believed in his intuition. So far, Zhang Yang's intuition has not been wrong.

At this time, the tall and mighty white man looked at Taro Ono, who was dead on the ground, for a while, and it seemed that he had never thought that such a master would die so easily.

"Idiot, you are mine!" Liu Biao strode away, seemingly afraid that Aze and Zhang Yang were robbing him of his business.

The white man looked at the machete in Liu Biao's hand, whispered something in his mouth, gestured constantly with his hands, pointed at the machete in Liu Biao's hand, and then gestured with fists in both hands.

"What does this devil say?" In addition to speaking Mandarin and local dialects, Liu Biao knows everything in other countries' languages, but knows nothing.

"He speaks French, and he says he wants to box with you," Zhang said.

"Ah ... how do you know that he speaks French? Do you know French?" Liu Biao looked at Zhang Yang in surprise. In his impression, Zhang Yang's English stayed at the junior high school level. When did you learn French?

"Hurry up, they have accepted your challenge."

Zhang Yang stayed for a while. He couldn't figure out the memory thinking in his head, especially the language. It seems that the martial arts knowledge in the memory is linked to the language. This is definitely not the language knowledge of the professional surname because he cannot Speaking, but can fully understand, especially sensitive to text.

Zhang Yang didn't know that there was a martial art genius in his memory bank, because to find some ancient martial arts clues from books, he had to be familiar with various languages ​​and words.

In fact, the masters who can reach the level of General Stammer are all language masters, and it is common to know seven or eight languages.

Just before thinking, Liu Biao had handed the sharp machete to Azer, took off his clothes, exposed a flesh, and saw the muscles of Liu Biao, and the European gave a sound of admiration .

"Come on, foreign devil, today Uncle beat you all to find teeth!" Liu Biao laughed.

"..." The French obviously didn't understand what Liu Biao said, and looked blankly at Mopi Tiger with a blank look.

Mapi Tiger quickly translated. Immediately, the French had a rage on his face, and his curly long hair was like a lion. He didn't even speak, and he suddenly punched Liu Biao.

"Peng!" A loud noise.

So fast fist!

What a fierce fist!

The strength of this punch made Liu Biao immediately despise his contempt, because, just now, Liu Biao used his arm to block, and actually beat him back by four or five steps to control his body.

"Professional boxer!" Brother Dao's face, who was bandaging his chest knife, was discolored.

"Is there a professional boxer in zh?" Zhang Yang is also surprised. If he is really a professional boxer, Liu Biao's fight is not optimistic. Although Liu Biao had the care of a young monk, he sent some martial arts cheats, but, The training time is short and the combat experience cannot be compared with a professional boxer.

"Yes, a lot. Mapi Tiger has a black boxing organization. He has many channels to bring in some underground boxers from Europe, America, and Africa. I have seen it a few times and would like to participate because I am good at using a knife. give up."

Brother Dad looked at Liu Biao and the white man with serious faces, both of them were waiting for the opportunity to find each other's weakness.

Zhang Yang suddenly had an inexplicable tension. Although Zhang Yang had not seen the real underground black fist, the TV network had a lot of information and knowledge about this.

Underground black fist can only be described in two words: brutal!

Often, the underground black boxing ends with the death or disability of one party, which is also the cruel surname of the underground black boxing, which has created a huge gambling group, which is a really exciting death game.

it has started!

The two silhouettes intersected, the fists hit each other like raindrops ... but for a brief few seconds, the two silhouettes immediately separated.

Looking at the blood on Liu Biao's face, the atmosphere in the hall was actually tense. Just a short confrontation, Liu Biao had been beaten, his face was swollen, his nose and mouth were all blood, and the French boxer was not harmed at all. Suddenly, the body kept jumping, extremely flexible.

Obviously, Liu Biao suffered a loss in the first round. He also found out that this opponent was not simple. His face was not crazy, and his face was dignified. He constantly wiped the blood in the corner with his fist. Was beaten ...

Many people found that Liu Biao's spirit was a little embarrassed after he was hit by this fist.

Just as everyone was waiting for the next transfer, suddenly, one person caught everyone's attention.

Azer!

Azer put Liu Biao's machete on the ground, walked to Liu Biao, took out a paper towel and handed it to Liu Biao.

"Thank you ..." Liu Biao took the tissue and wiped the blood on his eyes, nose, and mouth.

"Stupid!" Azer cursed lightly.

"Ah! Azer ... you you ... your dog said, make it clear to Lao Tzu, why are you scolding?" Liu Biao was going crazy again, howling.

Unfortunately, Azé ignored him, and he had already walked over to the French boxer ...

Amazing!

A flash of lightning flashed through the air, and Azer shot!

Aze's knife will always be nowhere to be found, always forever, no one thought he would make a knife, but he did, and that knife was like the ghost of the night ...

The speed is too fast, the thinking of fast people can't keep up.

The knife flashed through the air, sinking into the neck of the French boxer, and then extending from the neck to the abdomen ...

The French boxer stared at Azer blankly, then, looking down at his cut chest, with an incredible expression on his face, he didn't believe it was true, because the teenager didn't have the slightest sign of a knife, but The fact is, he has already hit the knife.

He saw his heart, his internal organs, and the intestine that was still creeping. He even smelled an unpleasant odor, which was the smell that came out of the intestine after it broke ...

...

A loud noise of "Peng!", The heavy weight of the French boxer fell to the ground. From start to finish, the French did not make a little sound, not even a scream.

Azer's knife is the most efficient and deadly!

Azer didn't look. In fact, when he turned out, he immediately turned around. He didn't need to look at it. A stationary behemoth was too big for him. He didn't need to look at the results to know What kind of ending will be caused by his knife.

"You said, are you a fool?" Azer handed Liu Biao a tissue.

"..." Liu Biao looked at Azer's face, opened his mouth dullly, and froze for a long time before making a weak, inaudible voice: "I, I ... I'm a fool ..."

"When you meet a boxer, you are better than boxing. Well, when you meet a sniper, you are better than shooting a gun. If you meet an atomic bomber, aren't you looking for an atomic bomber to bomb him?" Smiled.

"I ... is so stupid ..." Liu Biao flushed, ashamed.

The warehouse was extremely quiet for a while, and everyone looked at the ripped corpse.

Even Brother Dao was in a daze for the first time. For the first time, Brother Dao felt like he was going to vomit, and the world became crazy. Both Aze and Aze's style subverted the rivers and lakes in the mind of Dao. However, Dao Brother has a feeling that his own rivers and lakes seem very illusory, and Azer's rivers and lakes are the real rivers and lakes!

Jagged, cruel, killing ...

(To be continued)