The force of this collision was no less than hundreds of kilograms. The blood of the already bloody Muay Thai master rushed far away again. A strong smell of blood stimulated several gambling players who had previously retching completely vomited out.

The flesh and steel bar guardrail, which had completely softened, kept making "bang" sounds, and flesh and blood were flying everywhere.

For the first time they knew that they needed a strong heart to pursue stimulation. This was so exciting.

Many people even stood up suddenly and prepared to escape from this terrible place. What if the crazy white bear man jumped out of the steel bar guardrail? In front of the strong man as strong as a bear, the steel bar guardrail that was thick from his thumb didn't seem so strong.

For a moment, the entire boxing gym was in full swing, and no one could tell whether those who were hysterically shouting and screaming were cheering for the White Bear Country warriors or using this method to vent their inner fear.

Fortunately, the White Bear Warrior was not the legendary berserker. After confirming that the opponent in his hand was dead, there was no threat at all, the White Bear Warrior threw the body of the Muay Thai master like a ragged doll and stood proudly on the ring.

"No wonder the owner of this boxing gym would spend 100,000 yuan to buy this prisoner of war. Don't be too awesome as a bodyguard." Mr. Fan's face turned slightly pale and expressed envy.

The scene just now really scared him. If it weren't for Liu Lang and Chen Yunfa sitting beside him, he might have stood up and ran away first.

For example, the cousin of the White Eagle Kingdom has already gone to the exit position first. There are many women standing there who are screaming like quails from an eagle.

"Yes! It's a pity that he's leaving after the last game." Zhou Dapeng looked at the strong man on the ring with some admiration.

A powerful man can not only be admired by women, but also by men. It is an imprint engraved in the genes of the earth's biological organisms.

"No need to look at it anymore, we can leave." Liu Lang shook his head and suddenly felt bored, and he didn't even want to win the 300,000 gambling bonus.

Liu Lang was very upset that such a powerful warrior was regarded as a toy in such a ring as a bet by a group of gamblers.

A warrior, regardless of life or death, should be a battlefield, not a bullshit arena.

"Brother Liu, don't! There is a last game! Don't you want to win back your 300,000?" Zhou Dapeng persuaded him with a sad face.

A word that made Wang Guo’s fellow villagers lose 300,000 was almost a nightmare in Zhou Dapeng’s heart. Those were several of the best-equipped small planes in his dream!

"Haha, just think that I can see so many gifts from my fellow villagers here! Dapeng, if you have time, you can go back to the kingdom to see. It is your parents' hometown and your hometown. Although he is still very weak now, he is very beautiful, no worse than the White Eagle Country." Liu Lang patted the young fellow villagers who were a little stubborn and a little cute, and said with a smile.

"Well, I will definitely go back and take a look if I have the chance." Zhou Dapeng nodded, and his nose was inexplicably sore.

The words of the fellow villager of Wang Guo reminded him of the newspaper he saw a few days ago. The seven women who were forced to pick up guns were his compatriots. The hometown of his grandfather and his parents were being bullied by a Blackhawk Empire called the Blackhawk Empire. He saw his always strong grandfather secretly wiping his tears, because it was the place where his ancestors grew up for generations, and it was also his roots, even if it was very likely that they would never go back.

Zhou Dapeng could not understand his grandfather's sadness at first, but when he saw Liu Lang, who came from the kingdom and spoke different accents but felt extremely friendly to his fellow villagers, Zhou Dapeng suddenly understood.

Although he was born and raised in the White Eagle Kingdom, this place will never be his hometown. He and the people there may never meet in their lifetime, but he and they are both black hair, black glasses and yellow skin. He and their blood are the same, belonging to the same nation, kingdom nation.

"Brother Liu, don't worry, those Black Hawk Empire people, I will help you clean up them later. If the next boxer is defeated, it will be better to clean up together. I, Zhou Dapeng, do your business, don't worry." While sending Liu Lang away from his seat, Zhou Dapeng patted his chest and promised.

"Huh? What does it mean?" Liu Lang suddenly stopped.
Chapter completed!