President of Ruthless Soldier Wang Qiao

"That's right! Scissor kick has always been considered the most impractical move. It's not an absolute crush in terms of strength. Exercising this move is simply exposing the loopholes of the whole body to the eyes of others, which is no different from seeking death!" An old man said sincerely. He sighed, when he was young, he was also a martial artist, although now he is old and frail, but his vision is getting more and more vicious.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that he could grasp the timing so accurately, implying the charm of Tai Chi. The harder Tie Zhennan threw him, the more he pushed himself to a dead end!" Another strong man said. Dao, even if he was replaced by Tie Zhennan, he would definitely die at this moment.

"There is such a delicate thought between life and death, this son is really terrible, Tie Zhennan is not wronged!" Another big brother also sighed faintly, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

After this battle, Tie Zhennan was completely useless. It didn't matter whether Ye Mo on the stage would kill him or not. He was seriously injured and he was destined to be unable to walk out of this gate alive.

At this moment, Ye Mo was also limping, and seemed to use his thoughts to support himself to get up from the ring. It took him five attempts to struggle for such a simple movement.

Every time he climbed halfway, he fell heavily on the ground. The scene made the younger brothers in the audience very worried, especially when he fell for the last time, Ye Mo seemed to be exhausted and slammed his chin on the ground, breaking his skin instantly. Pieces of blood flowed out.

Brother Long could even clearly see that half of the brothers he brought were already in tears, while the other half raised their heads and bit their lips to keep the tears from falling out of their eyes.

"Brother Ye! Get up! Stand up!"

"Brother Ye! Stand up! Don't be cowardly!"

"Brother Ye is doing great! You are the God of War who cannot be defeated! Come on!"

"Brother Tie, don't be cowardly!"

"Master Feng ordered that you must see life and death in the life-and-death competition. In principle, weapons can be used, so take it." The short man threw the gun towards the ring after finishing speaking.

Brother Long also pays attention to everything here all the time. When he saw the short man took out a gun and loaded it and walked towards the ring, Brother Long couldn't help but wrinkled his brows, as if he had expected something. It's also disgusting to the extreme.

Those bigwigs in the stands exchanged glances with each other, then nodded secretly, Tie Zhennan is considered completely useless, and now he can launch a general attack on his family, and even his confidantes can solve it together if necessary , tonight is destined to be a bloody night!

"Brother Tie! Stand up!"

Seeing the emotions of his subordinates being completely infected by Ye Mo, Brother Long's eyes became more complicated. Looking at Ye Mo's hard-working performance on the big screen, he couldn't help muttering: "Brother, it's almost enough, if you continue to be so sensational That would be too much."

Even though they killed their big boss, the deep hatred between them made them want to eat flesh and blood against Ye Mo, but Ye Mo is also an enemy worthy of respect, so they can only be silent at the moment.

It's just that in front of thousands of younger brothers, they couldn't say some things, so they turned their attention to Master Feng.

Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates. Today you let Liu Tiezhennan have a way out, but after Tiezhennan recovers from his injury, he may not seek revenge from you. They shouldn't understand such a simple truth.

Just looking at Tie Zhennan who had passed out on the ground, a group of people waited for a long time without seeing Ye Mo move any more, and they felt a little restless in their hearts. Could it be that they were seriously injured and could no longer move?
If this is the case, even if Tie Zhennan passed out and let him do it now, I'm afraid he doesn't have the ability to kill Tie Zhennan.

The moment Ye Mo stood up completely, there was a burst of cheers. Although there were only more than 100 people, the power that erupted seemed to be overwhelming.

At this time, a guy seemed to suddenly think of something and said: "Don't forget that this is a life-and-death fight. In principle, there are no rules, and weapons can also be borrowed. If he can carry a dagger or something As for the gun..."

Having said that, those people's eyes lit up in an instant. When Tie Zhennan followed the ancient style and came to the stage, he only had a pair of full suits and underpants. Perhaps it was also because he was too big, thinking that his fists were the best weapons.

Right now, one side is standing in the arena, and the other side has passed out completely. This life-and-death gambling fight can be regarded as the winner, but some people in the stands are not satisfied with this. What is a life-and-death fight, one must pay their lives The price will do, a simple victory or defeat is not what they want.

As for the younger brothers in the Chinese group who originally had thousands of numbers, they couldn't tell whether they felt pain or awe at this time. On the one hand, their brother Tie vomited blood and could no longer get up on the ground; Infected by an unyielding will.

Hearing this, the latter also took a surprise look at the bigwigs of the Chinese groups. After all, they still had a little sense of shame, and turned their heads away in embarrassment when they were looked at by outsiders.

In fact, his pair of fists are indeed better than most swords, guns, swords and halberds. When he exerted his strength before, he suddenly changed his palms and burst the whole set. Such strength really does not bother to equip other weapons. .

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As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene changed immediately. Tie Zhennan, who had vomited blood and fell to the ground, moved slightly, opened his eyes with difficulty, and stretched out his hand to grab something.

However, at this moment, a sharp-eyed younger brother suddenly exclaimed: "Brother Tie is not dead! Brother Tie is still moving!"

It's a pity that their brother Tie couldn't receive the blessing of their thoughts, and he was also struggling to get up from the ground, but he fell down completely and disappeared halfway through the climb. It seems that he was really seriously injured. Can't support myself anymore.

While communicating in low voices, the bigwigs of those Chinese groups vaguely reminded Master Feng of the rules of the game, and Master Feng's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and then he called the short man to give some instructions.

A ruthless look flashed across Ye Mo's face at the moment. The naked eyes could see that the veins on his arm were exposed. It seemed that he used all his strength to lift his body up little by little, and finally twisted the other hand. Wrapped around the rope, with the help of two ropes, he stood up from the ground steadily, ensuring that his body would not fall down.

But Ye Mo was different. He went up in a casual outfit. God knows if he had a dagger in his pocket. At this time, as long as he stabbed Tie Zhennan's neck, everything would be settled.

Finally, perhaps it was everyone's encouragement and ideas that gave Ye Mo a new strength. When Ye Mo was about to fall halfway up the last time, he grabbed the rope on the side with one hand, and with the support of the rope, he was able to stabilize himself. Suspending steadily in mid-air, raising his head slightly and panting heavily, his chest was also heaving violently, those people below completely exploded in emotion, shouting crazily one by one.

Those younger brothers immediately erupted into a wave of voices several times stronger than Brother Long's.

It is one thing to die in the arena on the spot, but you must use a gun and borrow Ye Mo's hand to kill Tie Zhennan. A life and death document may not be able to suppress the anger of those little brothers.

Anyway, he is a master of internal strength, and he grasps his strength quite accurately. The gun just landed at Ye Mo's feet, and he can get it by bending down slightly.

Those younger brothers were completely angry when they saw this scene, but they had nothing to do except roaring. So many big shots on the stage testified, and the rules were clearly stated, but they really couldn't bear to see Brother Tie who had no power to resist Killed by a gun!

It is acceptable for them to die in the opponent's fist in a head-to-head confrontation, but what is going on now!

Those younger brothers roared and complained, but it was a pity that their respective bosses were not moved at all, and some of them left the field sadly in the middle. Obviously, there is no shortage of smart people among these younger brothers. Guessed something, the current scene just verified their guess.

It's a pity that such a man with strong bones was not defeated in the hands of outsiders, but died in the hands of his own people. It's embarrassing to think about it.