The miserable sound sounded the lobby, and the space of hundreds of meters was filled with the sound. At the same time, the scream below also sounded, and everyone shouted in unison.

"Lez to death! Lera him!"

Jackson's eyeballs were rounded, the blue tendons were stretched out of the neck, and his face was as red as he was charged as blood. It looked appalling. Most people would have nightmares at night.

Chark shouted excitedly, and at the same time, he gradually became strong. He has completely mastered the situation.

Jiang Ning couldn't help but frowned. The time of the two was too short. Jiang Ning didn't see what the weakness of Procrated by Prochabit. In the face of Jackson's continuous strike, this person did not reflect any special place.

"It's over!" Zhao Kun looked at Chark with his eyes dignified. He agreed that his special brigade was the best warrior, but when he saw the fighting of Chark and Jackson, he suddenly felt a little scared, Jackson's kind of

Strike, Chark's sensitivity and the strange power are really trembling. If you don't need a weapon, Zhao Kun does not know how to face this monster like Chark.

"Hey!" Chark drank, and the sound of bone festivals became more and more similar until the sound.

"Oh!" Jackson, who had no bones, posted softly on the ground, everything was calm, and the sound of the audience sounded like a thunder.

! "He believes no one can defeat Chark.

This humble battle was shocking. No one expected that Jackson would be killed so quickly. You must know that he is the most powerful one in the arena except the Golden Eagle. Now he will invite the signboard of the arena.

After the stage, Han Pojun witnessed the entire process. There was no performance on his face. The white hands of white and jade still seemed so calm.

"You should go out and take a look." A soft female voice behind her rang, and a beautiful woman quietly stood behind Han Po. The woman was carrying her body and could not see her appearance, but her back was soft and elegant, from

What she spit out in her mouth was like a little daughter's instructions with affection.

Han Pojun's expressionless face became moved, respectful: "Yes! Boss!"

Everyone knows that the owner of the arena is passed down from generation to generation, and it is still a woman, but it is hard to show up. I just heard people say that the master of the arena is in the world.

Come to the arena in the arena in order to see what the owner of such a cruel place in the arena looks like, but it is a pity that few people can see it.

Han Pojun is about to get up. He ordered him to tell him that he would never dare to say half a word. No one was more clear than him. Most of the cruel rules in the arena came from this woman's idea.

"Jiang Ning is back?" Ye Gu asked softly again.

"Come to make money." Han Pojun said.

"No such simple thing, you have to pay the price if you want to make money. For a few years, I also want to see if he retreats." Ye Gu was cold and cold. No one could walk away. He was the first one.

Then, then

Han Pojun lowered his head and said: "He is not suitable for fighting with Chark, only I am most suitable in the three gold eagles."

"Huh!" Ye Gu snorted coldly, but he was not excessive. Han Pojun was the most stubborn and most personality eagle. He did not want to say more about Ye Gu.

Chark stood on the stage, and the whole person was like a meat mountain. The battle was vivid. The people he saw could not help but be timid.

"Invincible." Chark raised his hands and shouted in Vietnamese.

The host did not have any pressure to stand by him, and it was full of encouragement: "Han Pojun in the arena will be shot. The Golden Eagle in the arena has not shot for nearly half a year. Today's audience is blessed."

Only a few people have seen Han Pojun fighting, and when Han Pojun is about to come out, it is full of excitement. Golden Eagle! The symbol of the arena is forced to come out again today. No one can forget the one two years ago two years ago.

Fighting, there are masters who come, one of the two eagles in the arena is all out of the same, and they are killed. Now there are only Han Baojun!

The place where the bet was crazy for a while, and some people who had just seen Chark's skills went to bet confidently. The Golden Eagle made a hand, and the highest bet can be pressed to 30 million US dollars.

All the people will fill in the bet.

There are not many people winning Han Pojun, and the odds are too low, only one to one. But there are indeed a lot of people who suppress the Chark, and the bet has reached an amazing one.

Jiang Ning did not hesitate to half, and pressed all the remaining $ 19 million to Han Pojun. He knew Han Pojun's strength, just like he believed himself.

"This person can't do it!" An Qiushui frowned a little. Although it was the Golden Eagle, Han Pojun hadn't shot it for a long time, and standing by Chark was like a child.

Zhao Kun shook his head and said, "Can't say, do you believe he is a person who likes to listen to money and drifts water?"

An Qiushui was particularly insecure at this time. In the face of people like Chark, An Qiu sailor had no guns, and she really hated it. She also took off at this time.

The belly button, as well as the healthy complexion of the upper body, the deep gap on the chest is bottomless.

When Jiang Ning came back, he glanced inadvertently, and then felt a little itchy in his nose.

An Qiushui smiled without any, and then looked at Han Pojun and Chark attentively. She and Zhao Kun had forgotten her identity and completely devoted themselves to the atmosphere of the arena.

It's easy to make people crazy.

At this time, Han Pojun had faded his clothes, wearing a pair of black flat -angle pants, condensed all over his body, and his muscles continued to rise, with a pair of palms, and a kind of free and easy taste. This is national technique, which is both efficient and beautiful.

On the other hand, Chark is a sarcasm. This is the golden eagle in the arena. This kind of body stood by himself and let him fight. What can he do?

"Start!" The host flickered down the ring, as if he was taboo deeply on Han Pojun.

The unknown tone of Chark rang, letting the opposite Han Pojun raised an eyebrow, spitting out four words in Chinese.

"Pet pets!" ""

Chark could understand Chinese, and the disdainful face flashed a bit of cruelty. A mountain like Han Baojun moved away. He was not stupid.
Chapter completed!