206: Lien Zhan, the ultimate battlefield

The butcher died

The just-boiled atmosphere in the audience dropped to freezing point in an instant.

No one expected that the person wearing the bad luck number would win, and he did not expect that the crazy butcher who pointed to the demon would die, and that it would be so simple. In the hands of the owner of the bad luck number, the crazy butcher who turned the demon would win, was as fragile as a child.

Many people rub their eyes hard, but they still couldn't believe the facts they saw. They had been waiting for so long just to see the cruel murder methods of the butcher who humiliated and abused. The scene of blood splashing and screaming was what they were most looking forward to.

However, this butcher who made countless exciting scenes for everyone was killed in just one moment, and even a large number of people could see clearly.

People stared at Qin Fen, the owner of the No. 44 brand, walked down the ring calmly, came to the same surprised scumbag, handed over his sign and said, "Please arrange for me the next game, I need money."

Qin Fen's voice was not high, but it was enough to spread throughout this hall with particularly good echoes.

"You...you killed the butcher with a devil...you can make a lot of money." The scumbag took out three thousand yuan and put it in front of Qin Fen: "These are all yours."

"Not enough, I need a lot of money." Qin Fen simply threw the sign on the other party's table: "Please arrange for me the next game."

"Oh... OK." The scumbag quickly re-entered Qin Fen's number into the computer.

The other boxers' eyes were full of surprise. The man with the bad luck number actually won, and he simply killed the butcher of the devil.

They couldn't believe that No. 44 after winning, they did not take this money to go happily, but chose to continue fighting.

Two consecutive battles in a day, this kind of thing rarely happens in [bloody and crazy]. After all, every battle requires adjusting your spirit and physical strength to the peak. It is difficult for a person to have peaks several times a day.

Vincent raised his fat hand and subconsciously touched his heart under the thick fat, recalling his situation in the hotel not long ago.

‘If...if...if the man at that time was taking a little harder...’ Vincent swallowed his saliva to calm the heart that was about to jump out of his mouth.

The underground floor is under the third floor. This is not a place to watch martial arts and fights, but is filled with rows of monitors. Many staff members dare not relax and stare at the monitors.

On the third floor below ground floor, there is also a separate spacious office.

The man sitting in this office with red wine is the [Bloody and Crazy] boss, Marcacho.

The rapid knock on the door interrupted his mood of tasting red wine.

The people who walked in gave Marcacho a military salute like a soldier and said, "General, the devil butcher is dead."

"Dead?"

Marcacho, who was sitting on the boss's chair, reached out to touch his shiny head, and asked without much expression on his face: "He is not lucky? Is Chen Feiyu, who was black in the lottery, or is it a vicious border power list?"

"Not either, he got the new No. 44."

Marcacho finally showed a little interest and took a sip with a glass of wine: "Oh? The bad luck number? How is the injury of No. 44? It seems that he can kill the butcher of the devil, it seems that his strength is OK."

The report officer looked a little worried. The general's temper was not very good. If the answer he gave him was different from what he guessed, the reporter might not have a good ending.

After hesitating for a moment, the report officer saw Marcacho's serious sharp eyes as sharp as a knife and hurriedly said: "He... he was not injured. He caught the heart of the demon butcher with just one attack, and he didn't know that the demon butcher lost his heart."

"What?" The red wine in the wine glass in Marcacho's hand slightly rippled and rippled: "One attack, the butcher died? And it was dead under the fighting skills he was best at? It's interesting, I'll go and take a look."

Marcacho walked out of the office with his head down and came to the monitor and happened to see the matchmaking table saying: No. 44 vs. Chen Feiyu.

Marcacho looked at the staff beside him, and there was a little more surprise between his eyebrows: "Two matches a day?"

"Report to the general, according to himself, is short of money."

Listening to the title of General, Marcacho nodded happily. In the Golden Triangle, all bosses and big brothers are used only by gangsters. People with real identities are called General.

Although Marcazzo's strength is not enough to call General, you can still enjoy this supreme glory here.

"Let's money?" Marcacho sat on the chair that others moved, smoking a Cuban cigar: "Although he killed the butcher, the number 44 is still a bad luck number card. It's hard enough to play two games in a row, but he even encountered Chen Feiyu. He is a veritable battle king in this level, and he is even more capable than the Border Power Book."

Everyone quickly nodded. Before Chen Feiyu came to the Bloody Crazy, he had stayed in other places like Bloody Crazy. Anyone who fought with him died in battle, no one could escape from the ring alive, and no serious injury appeared.

Although the killing is not as brutal as the Demon Butcher, its efficiency is far higher than that of the Demon Butcher. It is also the only person under the hands of all the boxers in the second floor who have no record of leaving the ring.

If you fight with such a five-star peak strength, even if you play one-on-one in the first game, no one will be optimistic that No. 44 will win, let alone that he has played in one game, and his mental state may not necessarily play at the peak.

When Chen Feiyu saw Qin Fen as his opponent, he showed a rare solemn expression on his face. He stood up and gently moved his body, adjusting various functions of his body.

Unlike the butcher who is a devil, he will make serious preparations every time he fights. Even if his opponent is someone who has fought for a while, he will not relax at all and will not give the other party any chance.

As the five-star overlord who was once the [ultimate battlefield], the five-star top who is now [crazy and bloody] can beat the strong. It is not enough to have strength alone, and being cautious cannot be missed.

Qin Fen returned to his seat and continued to quietly embrace Lin Ling, looking sweet and whispering to her, without any awareness of a life-and-death battle.

Many people still cannot live without women when they see him in this situation. The shock of his cold murder before has greatly weakened.

What can a man who only knows how to be sweet to women and does not know when to prioritize? What can a man do if he only knows how to distinguish between priority and priority? This is what almost all viewers think.

Of course, a small number of people were also suspected that this No. 44 was just pretending to be easy to hide.

After a while, it was Qin Fen's turn to go on the ring again.

The audience, who was still noisy just now, became quiet at this moment. People were curious whether this young man holding a bad luck number card could create a miracle again and defeat the person who can beat the most on the second floor?

Chen Feiyu, as usual, made a move to the ring with a "Divine Ape Climbing Tree" and looked down at Qin Fen, who was using the dragon-shaped body technique to take the stage.

A few days ago, Qin Fen gradually fell in love with Dragon Fist.

The dragon is the king.

Its shape is generous, open and bright, and its strength is unparalleled.

Many of the veterans practice Dragon Boxing, but they are different.

Some people practice Qinglong Fist, some people practice Lianpanlong Fist, and some people practice Wulong Fist, Fire Dragon Fist, Dragon Zun Fist and Golden Dragon Fist.

Although I cannot formally ask all the veterans for advice, Qin Fen's martial arts sense is extremely powerful. When he fights with the opponent, he can feel the trick of partial force. With more collisions, there is no secret to the opponent's secret of boxing.

After many days of secret learning, Qin Fen has not yet integrated them systematically to create his own dragon fist, but the foundation of this dragon fist is very authentic. When others see it, it is easy for them to think that his boxing technique is specializing in dragon fist.

Chen Feiyu's expression became particularly careful when he saw Qin Fen walking. He felt that although Qin Fen's dragon shape was orthodox, it was a bit mixed. It was not that the dragon shape was impure, but that it seemed to mix different dragon shapes together, which felt a bit hodgepodge.

A gong rings

Chen Feiyu pulled aside his airs and stared at Qin Fen cautiously, without choosing to take the initiative to attack. He felt that he could not see through the opponent.

He found that standing by and watching No. 44 and really facing him was completely different.

Now, Chen Feiyu suddenly felt like he was looking up at the mountains.

He thought this feeling was very ridiculous. He was twenty-seven years old. Although he was unable to do anything for some reason, he had gone through countless battles and asked himself that there were no opponents among the five stars.

But today, the moment he faced Qin Fen, he suddenly felt that he could not win at all.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the audience went from being afraid of missing a good show and holding their breath and observing carefully to gradually losing patience.

Chen Feiyu, who had always been decisive and confident on the ring, turned into a turtle with a head-shrinking turtle today.

"Hey! Is it going to be a fight?"

"Chen Feiyu! Take action! Kill this newcomer No. 44."

"No. 44, aren't you very fierce? Kill Chen Feiyu."

There were shouts in the audience, and sweat gradually appeared on Chen Feiyu's forehead.

In a few more seconds, he put away his stance and sighed to the sky. If he attacked the first time he came on stage, he would still have a little courage.

But as the confrontation lengthened, he found that he had no courage to take action. Now that he continued to force his move, he could only end up being the devil butcher.

Chen Feiyu's eyes were full of reluctance and sighed weakly: "You won..."

Win?

Just win like this?

Many viewers were stunned. At least one of the first fights, No. 44, even took action.

In this second fight, No. 44 won without even taking action?

Chen Feiyu stepped down sadly and packed his belongings. He knew that he could no longer stay here. Just like before, he was on the [Ultimate Battlefield], if he lost, he would only be ridiculed, and would also be severely hit in his mood. He would easily die during battles.

He also knew that he had to leave here as soon as possible. When he was the king, the [crazy and bloody] forces would take care of him, but now they are defeated... This force will no longer cover him, so many potential dangers will also be undercurrents.

After packing up his clothes, he turned around and looked at Qin Fen who was collecting money with envy.
Chapter completed!