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Chapter 585 Hell Blood Fist

The arrogant and pretentious Chief Liu is now lying on the ground like a toad.

Chen Qingzhi was surprised: "With this kind of psychological quality, how did you become the chief security officer?"

Wu Tian smiled and said, "It must be because of the relationship between the family."

Chen Qingzhi frowned: "Wake him up!"

After saying that, he turned around and sat down.

This time, a bucket of ice water was poured down, and Chief Liu woke up and was shocked!

He looked around and looked at him, as if he was scared and lost his mind, and actually jumped up and ran away!

The kid moves quickly and rushed to the door in a blink of an eye.

Then with a bang, he was stopped by a figure and was stunned on the ground.

The shadow guard of the black tide slowly appeared.

Black clothes, mask, without saying a word.

Only four people appeared, and they brought Chief Liu over at this time.

Wu Tian waved his hand gently: "Take it aside!"

After saying that, he walked to the middle of the hall, scanned around, and finally looked at Sheng Ziying, who was dazed: "You have only two choices, either surrender yourself or perish on the spot!"

Sheng Ziying looked red and slowly retreated.

His arms were raised stiffly, and his voice became louder: "Qingzhou Hall obeyed the order and destroyed them!"

Among the seventy-two elites of the Shanhe Club, one tall man jumped out: "Master Sheng, I want to challenge them!"

He stretched out his finger and pointed Chen Qingzhi and Wutian rudely: "Keep these two for the end, and everyone else will come at will!"

His tone was extremely arrogant.

Chen Qingzhi nodded slightly to Wutian: "I said that I want to give them a crushing despair!"

Wutian gently patted the shadow guard beside him: "I'll give you ten minutes!"

The shadow guard smiled lowly: "Five minutes are enough!"

What's the meaning?

The strong man from Qingzhou Hall was a little stunned.

The Shadow Guard slowly walked forward: "No need to fight alone, and no too fancy, you guys go together!"

Go together?

Which of the seventy-two Qingzhou warriors is not a arrogant person?

The strong man who came out and shouted stepped out with his foot, spread his left fist, and smashed the long table in front of him with one punch.

Crush!

Metal-wrapped hardwood table smashed on the spot!

The metal-edged parts fell down and were twisted.

This force and the clever power contained in the force will be wide open as long as you know how to do it, just like looking at a devil.

The strong man raised his head: "How about this punch?"

Boom! His voice was still echoing, and a deep fist mark appeared in his chest!

The strong man in Qingzhoutang had a strange expression and a hint of doubt in his eyes. It took him a long time to fall down in a daze.

The Black Tide Shadow Guard took off his mask and revealed his face covered with knife marks.

He looked muffled: "There are no more than five people in the world who can fight against me! Your punch is trash!"

Among the masters of Qingzhou Hall, four elites suddenly shouted: "You, are you the champion of the 'Hell Ladder', Blood Fist?"

Scar Shadow Guard Hehe: "Is there anyone who knows me?"

The four elites from Qingzhou Hall screamed and turned around and ran away desperately.

Boom, dong!

Bang, click!

Four different sounds sounded almost instantly.

The four of them fell to the ground, and the Scar Shadow Guard had already stood behind the people of Qingzhou Hall, and twisted the last man's arm expressionlessly, his bones pierced out, and blood splattered.

Scar Shadow Guard stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on his lips, making a low and strange scream.

All the masters of Qingzhou Hall were dumbfounded.

Sheng Ziying's eyes turned black and grabbed someone and asked, "What the hell is the hell ladder?"

The man's trembling tone changed: "It is the most terrifying underground boxing ring in the world, with more than 300 ladders. The challenger does not eat or drink, and has bare hands. He has to challenge the bottom ladder, fight three hundred games in a row, and only by living can he become the champion!"

Sheng Ziying was stunned when she heard this: "Why is this kind of devil here in the other party?"

Who knows this?

The four guys who were trying to escape just now were from underground boxing rings.

In their eyes, Blood Fist is an invincible devil and a symbol of death, so it is scared like that.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. No matter how powerful he is, can he block bullets?" Sheng Ziying panicked and began to think of a foolish move.

Unfortunately, the Blood Fist that once crawled out of hell would not give him a chance to plot.

He has made every effort.

The so-called elites of Qingzhou Hall were like slaughtered lambs under his fist!
Chapter completed!
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