Three burly soldiers immediately came from the stage, surrounding the black-haired man on the stage. The man standing in the middle, with his eyes slightly lowered, his hair covered in his eyes, and he didn't know where he was looking.
This time the referee didn't even say the beginning, but just took a step back. At the same time, the three soldiers attacked the man in the middle together.
The black-haired man was very fast, and he saw him clasping the wrist of the soldier who was waving towards him, then turned back, and with his strength, he broke the wrist of the man, then bent down and threw the soldier out.
The soldier hit one of the other two people, and the man took this opportunity to deal with the other person. When the last person who was smashed came to his senses, the black-haired man was already standing behind him, and everyone saw it.
In his outstretched fist, the part of his middle finger raised slightly, and he punched Dabing three inches to the right side of Dabing's waist. Dabing exclaimed in pain and fell to the ground.
Everything happened in the flash of lightning. Bai Xiaoyu looked at the black-haired man standing on the stage without blinking. His chest was slightly undulating. Apart from this, there was no difference from before.
At this time, the audience had already been silent, and the expressions on everyone's faces became solemn.
It is impossible for a thin death row prisoner who had been beaten to death with blood, and could knock down the burly soldiers one by one, which is what everyone thinks is simply impossible, but in fact, it happened.
Seeing this, the leader of the soldier looked ugly and his eyes were filled with a depressed anger, which gave the few people below the stage. This time, four soldiers came up directly.
Mrs. Han looked at the stage and couldn't help but whisper, "What's wrong with this person? How unwilling to die?"
Bai Xiaoyu thought to herself, if a person is not really desperate, who would choose to die?
As the audience spoke, two soldiers had already knocked down on the stage. The black-haired man's movements were like a spirit snake, which was so fast that it could burst out with powerful power at critical moments, just like the moment when the poisonous tongue bites people.
The black-haired man took three minutes to deal with four soldiers. The time seemed very short, but if he was really immersed, he would find that these three minutes would consume a lot of energy, even if it was a black-haired man.
I couldn't help but breathe became heavy.
At this time, Wen Zheng quietly landed on the ground. The soldiers were defeated by the black-haired man and sent off the stage. Each of them looked at the expression on the stage and showed awe.
At this time, the leader could not suppress his anger. He looked at the black-haired man on the stage and said, "You have a habit! If you can defeat ten people today, I will let you go!"
After saying that, he took off his black tight vest, revealing his strong chest and his clear textured muscles. This time, he took the stage in person.
Nine soldiers and ten people came up from the stage, surrounded the black-haired men on the stage.
Even the special forces soldiers who were used to seeing the scene couldn't help but show surprise at this time, fighting against ten. This statement is just a rumor and has never been seen in reality. The fallacy is that one has fought for twenty years.
A man's wounded man faces the elite of ten special forces.
Mrs. Han showed an expression of indulgence in watching, and whispered to Bai Xiaoyu, "Miss Bai, let's go."
Bai Xiaoyu stared at the stage with her eyes fixed on her eyes, opened her red lips and asked, "Why do you want to leave?"
Mrs. Han said, "I'm afraid you will be very scared when you see blood, or when you see him beaten to death."
Bai Xiaoyu said, "How do you know that the person who lost must be him?"
Mrs. Han was slightly stunned, Bai Xiaoyu was confused. How could she be so strong and confident about a person she met for the first time?
At the command of the leader on the stage, a group of people began to siege the man in the middle. As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands, not to mention that there is a huge gap between one and ten. Bai Xiaoyu and others stood below, as if they could not see it in an instant.
The black-haired man inside heard only roaring shouts from above.
The black-haired man was quick, accurate and ruthless. Anyone he touched would scream at the top of his lungs and then fell to the ground one after another.
The leader stood behind the black-haired man and punched him in the back of the head. The black-haired man's head swayed suddenly, and his body staggered.
At this time, there were not a black-haired man on the stage, and there were six soldiers standing. The black-haired man took four steps back and then looked at the stand firm. He slowly raised his head, staring at the leader with his gloomy eyes tightly.
,A few seconds later, his nose began to bleed out, and the man stretched out the back of his hand and wiped it casually. The bright redness on the back of his hand burned everyone's vision.
The leader also held his breath. If so many people had not even solved a death row inmate, I am afraid that the master of the law enforcement hall would know in the future, and he would not have to mess around. Everyone was fighting for the desperate situation.
Go forward.
The black-haired man gritted his teeth and did not retreat. He rushed into the middle of the six people like a black bomb, and then exploded instantly.
Because the black-haired man took action too quickly, everyone could only see the soldiers who were falling down. In a blink of an eye, only the black-haired man and the leader were left on the stage.
The leader was exposed on his strong body outside, dissatisfied with sweat beads, and gasped heavily.
The black-haired man opposite had more injuries on his face. I don’t know where the blood was blown out of his facial features, which made him look sticky red inexplicably on his face, which was already unable to see clearly.
Rakshasa in the underworld.
The black-haired man's physical strength was severely overdrawn, and his hands hanging on his side were trembling.
The leader looked at the black-haired man opposite without blinking and said, "Do you dare to have a fair one-on-one battle with me?"
Bai Xiaoyu snorted coldly in her heart. What else can she say about fairness when she has reached this point?
The black-haired man said nothing and let the leader come to him.
The so-called one-on-one fair competition is a common fighting method in the Golden Triangle, which means that two people are subjected to each other's blow until one side falls to the ground.
The leader walked to the man, clenched his right fist tightly, and never asked the black-haired man who came first, and just hit the man's lower abdomen in one circle.
These special forces soldiers who have been tempered all year round have extremely strong physical fitness. They can make a newly-adult horse fall to the ground by just walking around with all their might.
The man in black suddenly bent down and coughed at the same time.
The leader withdrew his fist. Just when he thought everything was over, maybe ten seconds later, the man in black actually slowly stood up.
Everyone was shocked, and even Bai Xiaoyu couldn't help but her pupils shrank.
Gradually stopping the cough, the man in black stared at the leader in front of him. When the leader faced this man with blood on his face, he had a terrifying thought inexplicably surged in his heart.
The man in black gradually clenched his trembling fingers and clenched his fists. He hit the leader's side face in a circle. The leader was overturned to the ground, and his teeth were mixed with blood, and they sprayed out together.
Mrs. Han was so scared that she quickly reached out to cover her face.
Bai Xiaoyu stood there without moving. This scene was too shocking. Even though she had seen many life and death and many disasters, she had never been so intuitive and terrifying.
Someone in the audience shouted, "Get up!"
Then the thunderous soldiers shouted together, "Get up, stand up..."