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2828. Against the Tyrant 12

"Hiss~"

Chen Ming sniffed. He didn't have a father. He could see Mantis and his father hugging each other tightly. He felt that he was really happy in his heart.

"Hey! I said, boy Chen Ming, are you going too far? This is an arena competition, individual duel, according to the rules. The competition has begun, no matter what happens, it cannot end. Are you going to let me go?

It's in his eyes!" The tyrant looked at Chen Ming and roared. This guy was looking for an excuse to fight Chen Ming.

"Okay! Tyrant, after all, isn't this your business and mine?" After Chen Ming finished speaking, he lifted the sponge rope and strode onto the ring amid the cheers of the audience.

"Ah? You...you mean you want to fight me?" The tyrant was confused and tried every means to fight. Unexpectedly, this guy finally came to the door by himself.

It made him a little puzzled.

"Of course, isn't this what you have been looking forward to for a long time?" After Chen Ming finished speaking, he took off his coat and wore only a shirt. Amid the cheers of the crowd, he looked coldly at the tyrant opposite.

They slowly turned their heads and looked at each other still crying.

Mantis father and son, he said meaningfully: "Father loves his son, and the son should also fulfill his obligations. Although I have never seen my dead ghost father, dominating Zhenhua is the condition that the master agreed to exchange. Since

In this way, I will kill you too!"

"Haha! It's interesting. I've been waiting for this day for too long. I didn't expect that your kid didn't run away this time, and he actually came to the door automatically. Haha~" After saying this, the guy squeezed his fist hard and said

There were bursts of harsh joint noises.

"Tyrant! Tyrant! Chen Ming! Chen Ming!"

For a moment, the audience around them all cheered loudly. All fists were dancing and shouting loudly. It seemed that these guys really thought this was a fighting arena, and Chen Ming came on stage as the finale.

As if.

"Hey, did you hear that? Invincible Shinhwa and the boss of the Dragon Soul Club, the second largest faction, are going to have a one-on-one duel." In a short time, the news spread throughout the campus. We just had a ring match against the tyrant.

, the "show" way of bullying those little people, these people are not stupid. At this time, they suddenly heard that a famous figure in the school finally appeared, and almost everyone rushed out frantically.

Even some girls and teachers didn't let go, and they all ran out. The guys from Funan University over there who were joining in the fun even took out their phones and shouted loudly: "Hey, hey! Did you hear that? This way, this way."

Zhenhua's undefeated myth, the battle against the rookies, Chen Ming, take a taxi over here quickly! If you miss it, it will be a lifelong regret!"

The reporter from the local station who was just joining in the fun and looking for news seemed to have found something interesting. It would be a pity not to film this live version of the fighting match.

"Tyrant, tyrant! Chen Ming, Chen Ming!" The number of people on both sides yelled at each other, and they were all standing up for the people they liked. The two people stood in a square ring surrounded by sponge ropes, shouting at each other.

Looking at each other, one can see a hint of excitement and nervousness at the same time.

A younger brother of the tyrant came up and stood between the two of them, acting as a referee. Then, he coldly introduced: "Except for attacking the eyes and lower body, any method and means will do. Defeat one party who cannot stand up, or the opponent will admit defeat."

, can become the final winner!"
Chapter completed!
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