"Next to start the second game of our 7th Clearance Night of the 'Twelve Hours'! Here are some of the boxers who won the winning streak from the previous game!

We have Victor, the crazy giant who won the consecutive KO championship of Clear Night for five years! And our new young player who KOs eleven people in the last game!"

The host is a man wearing a Godzilla mask. He is wearing a funny clown costume and his movements are also very similar to those of a clown.

As soon as the host finished speaking, a bald-headed giant two meters tall walked up from the backstage. His face was covered with horizontal flesh and scars, and what he was holding was not a fist glove, but a pair of cold finger tigers!

Whoever gets into this thing is not confused?

After the bald giant came on stage, the man who followed him on stage was a cockscomb-headed man about 1.7 meters tall and full of muscles.

He also did not wear boxing gloves, but was bare-handed.

There were many places on his fist rupture and bleeding, but looking at his expression, these wounds were the same as non-existent.

After he came on stage, he raised his fists and shouted loudly at the crowd in the audience, in return for a higher wave of screams in the crowd.

"Next, please invite our challengers to draw lots one by one. The first boxer you need to face is the spine savior Christian! Christian needs to accept the challengers' wheel battle. I wonder if you can break the record of eleven wins in the last game an hour ago this year!"

When the host was talking, a bikini girl with a bulging figure and a smiling doll hoodie hood walked onto the stage with a big bucket.

Then Qi Ji and his group of people who were brought here took turns to draw lots. When they arrived at Qi Ji, Qi Ji reached into the bucket and touched it, and grabbed a small piece of folded paper with the number on it being ‘12’.

"Do you know, I like this number, but I actually like all the numbers." Qi Ji said to the girl wearing a smiling doll mask.

After the host asked everyone to stand in the order of lottery draws, several fully armed people took the lottery draws down and went to the backstage, tied everyone together with hemp ropes.

After stepping down, Qi Ji saw Ivan. His number was quite behind, and he was already the last of the group.

It seems that it is his turn to go on stage.

Only the challenger who drew No. 1 and the cockscomb-headed fistman Christian were left on the stage.

The No. 1 "Challenger" who was in the ring and faced Christian was a weak man with glasses who was almost scared to pee his pants. He was thin and tall, and he felt that a gust of wind could blow him down.

As the host's whistle sounded, Christian rushed to the man with glasses in two steps. At the moment of contact, Christian's fist hit the tall and thin man with glasses in the temple. The man with glasses lay down to the ground without saying a word and breathing.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The crowd began to cheer for Christian, and Christian raised his head proudly.

When the two 'Twelve-Hour Army' dragged away the body of the man in glasses, the second challenger was pushed onto the ring by two strong men.

It was a fat middle-aged man, half of his face was blood-red, which was the trace left after being dragged by a motorcycle just now.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

The audience began to shout in unison, Christian sneered, and then rushed towards the middle-aged man quickly. Seeing this, the middle-aged man wanted to dodge. As soon as his head turned, a cold and hard knee hit the middle-aged man's forehead.

The man fell backwards straight and Christian rode on him, hugged his head with both hands, then roared and twisted to the right.

‘Click’

After the crisp bones sounded, Christian jumped up and raised his fists and began to cheer, and the audience cheered more and more intensely.

"What a crazy game," Qi Ji said, "Even if the brothers in front of me go to die, don't worry, brothers behind me, I will kill him for you later."

"Haha... I hope you can leave a whole body when you die later." Standing next to Qi Ji, the one who drew No. 11 was a hip-hop young man wearing a gold necklace. The hip-hop young man had three letters tattooed on his forehead - GOD.

After he came on stage, he was hit by Christian's knee and fell to the ground and was twisted his neck.

Before the hip-hop youth, there was a 16 or 17-year-old boy who was broken by Christian as soon as he came on stage.

The young man Qiji recognized that he had to use an axe to chop his explosive head in the small park before, but he didn't expect that he was also brought here. It was great to see acquaintances here.

When Christian, who was so tired that he was breathing, was held high by the host for the eleventh time, the rope that bound Qiji's hands was untied, and a strong man rudely pulled Qiji's arm and took him to the ring.

During this period, Qi Jishun walked away a pistol from the strong man's waist and stopped entering his skirt without knowing it.

It's Qiji's turn to go to the ring.

When the audience saw Qi Ji's red outfit and short skirt being taken to the ring, they began to whisper, and some people began to laugh or cheer.

After the host retreated from the ring, Christian looked up at the tall Qiji and said sarcastically: "Do you want to be sensational in this outfit? Or are you playing a superhero?"

"Oh, you guessed wrongly, I just didn't want everyone to see my face."

"Then I will take off your hood after I break your neck, which will be very interesting." After Christian finished speaking, he touched his bloody fist and made an attacking posture.

The host blew the whistle,

At this time, Qi Ji suddenly raised his right hand and asked: "Is it unlimited fighting?"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Ji's head was hit by Christian's knee, and this time it made Qi Ji's eyes dark. After a moment, a bunch of shining stars emerged from the darkness in front of Qi Ji's eyes.

"Bang"

Qi Ji lay down on the ground weakly, and the crowd began to cheer again!

"What's wrong? That won't work? Aren't you a superhero?"

Christian lowered his head and looked at Qi Ji. At this time, Qi Ji suddenly jumped up with a carp. When he got up, he hit Christian's key part of his right foot intentionally or unintentionally.

The blow made the audience gasp in unison.

"Challenger No. 12 actually injured Christian! He actually injured Christian!" The host was so excited that he slashed a fork.

"Oh, sorry, but I usually don't need to be able to touch you. I'll be silent for a second." Qi Ji said and rubbed his face. "Your knee attack just now is good, but the strength and position control are still not good enough. I'll teach you."

Christian, who was covering his crotch, suddenly noticed something was wrong. He retreated in horror, but Qiji still jumped high, and his knees were already close!

"This move is called - you will die when you touch your temple!"

As Qi Ji spoke, his knee had already hit Christian's temple violently.

If someone took an X-ray of Christian at this time, he would find that his skull was shattering from the temple, and the cracking traces were closely intertwined like spider webs, extending all the way to the temple on the other side.

Of course, Qi Ji's knee was also very injured, but that was a minor injury to him.

"Plop"

Qi Ji stood firmly, while Christian's body flew backwards uncontrollably for several meters, and finally hit the guardrail of the ring and bounced back for a meter before falling down.

At this moment, Christian was lying on the ring like a dead dog, with blood flowing outwards in his eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

The host flipped into the ring in surprise. He touched Christian's pulse and heartbeat, and then stood up excitedly and shouted:

"This red warrior, he defeated Christian! He only used one move! KO Christian!!! Tonight, we will see the first player who can defeat his opponent, the challenger, Giant Victor!"

The audience began to cheer and shout wildly, Qi Ji's hand was held by the host and raised it high!

"Hey man, although I don't know how you will die in a while, I'd better say something to make the audience happy." The host wearing a Godzilla mask whispered in Qi Ji's ear.

"Everyone! Who would like to see me kill the crazy giant Victor!" Qi Ji shouted with his arms raised, his words stunned the host...

Good guy, there are so many young people who are not afraid of death these days.

"think!!!"

The audience began to scream, cheer and shout for Qiji.

"Okay! Then next, let's see Deadpool vs. Mad Giant! Then I will chase you all, I promise! I will definitely find the bastard who broke my spine!" Qi Ji said as he raised his fists and cheered.
Chapter completed!