Chen Ming turned over lazily, took out the phone, and lazily put it to his ear; then, like a prisoner who had been hungry for dozens of days without eating, he said feebly: "Hey, who's there?

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"Boss! Mantis is about to enter the ring." The voice from the other side sounded like a broomstick. It was just a sentence. Chen Ming, who was still dazed, felt as if someone had stabbed his anus hard. His whole body suddenly changed from

□□ jumped up, widened his eyes, and exclaimed: "Nani! What did you just say? Say it again."

"I said, I don't know what's wrong with this guy Mantis. He came here early this morning and was guarding the playground, preparing to fight with this tyrant!" The broomstick couldn't hear Chen Ming clearly and turned him away.

His tone slowed down and he repeated it again.

"Should I strangle you? How could this happen?" Chen Ming sat up, at a loss, then slapped himself on the forehead, and said in panic: "Oh, what I said yesterday, not only did it not have any effect,

The effect has become a negative impact. Oh, damn! Damn it!"

"Boss? What should we do now? Although Mantis is very skilled, you have also seen it. The Tyrant is simply a manned tank. If Mantis gets on it, he will be killed." The broom head ran out of ideas and could only send it to

Hope it is clear.

"Please advise him, why is this guy going up to make trouble? It's not like I haven't seen the strength of this tyrant before!" Chen Ming was helpless.

"I tried it, but this guy didn't listen! I've already signed up." These words from the broomstick really made Chen Ming very depressed. What on earth is going on!

Chen Ming's mind was running very fast, and he thought about all the key points carefully. Finally, he understood this matter, and he had to let this mantis and his father come to solve the problem. Gritting his teeth, Chen Ming turned over

He got out of bed and said while getting dressed: "No matter what, hold Mantis back for me. I'll be here right away! By the way, give me the address of Mantis's house..."

"Got it!" Broomhead agreed, lowered his head and said it again before ending the call with Chen Ming.

Turning around, the tyrant's men had already arrived. A group of people, under the watchful eyes of the students, began to drive stakes, using sponge ropes to build a simple square arena. The tyrant, surrounded by the crowd, looked like a king.

Normally, he strode onto the stage.

As soon as this guy appeared, he had such a great aura; after receiving the information a long time ago, a huge crowd of people were watching and shouting. The tyrant roared violently, and then, while the crowd was stunned, he directly hit him with a handful of blows.

The T-shirt he was wearing was torn off, revealing a body of muscle mass.

"Come on! Whoever comes on stage to challenge. I will hand over the title of Invincible Myth. If you have the ability, come up and take it!" The tyrant looked at the audience around him and roared loudly, feeling embarrassed.

The bad students these days all have the concept of Lao Tzu second and God first. Moreover, in front of so many people, they love to be in the limelight. Even if they are defeated, they are not afraid, because they dare to challenge the undefeated

Myth. Immediately, a man shaved his head and kept a bunch of cock head. Amid the cheers of the crowd, he chewed gum and strode forward.

"You are a tyrant, right? I'm here to challenge you! If you lose, do you want to be my younger brother?" the guy said very arrogantly.

"Don't talk about being your little brother, I can even shine your shoes!" The tyrant looked at this guy and said with great confidence.
Chapter completed!