Meanwhile, in a university dormitory in another city.

"Hurry, I'm at the high ground. Brothers, please keep it. I'll steal the tower, let's..."

Qin Cheng, who had been sleeping for two nights, stared at the screen with his eyes full of cracks. At this moment, his eyes were red and his head was unkempt. He kept typing on the keyboard with one hand and sliding the mouse with the other hand, his expression was distorted and crazy, as if he was crazy.

But as the critical moment was approaching, he was suddenly stunned and saw a pop-up window suddenly popping up on the screen.

"Detective Gladiator's first game, will it be watched?"

"Hey hey hey, oh, what a bad thing?"

Qin Cheng was shocked and suddenly felt at a loss, but after a moment of distraction, the screen in front of him had dimmed.

"Oh!"

A desperate and shrill cry echoed in the dormitory building in an instant.

"Dog guy, dare to cheat you Mr. Qin!"

He pulled off his headphones, stared at the pop-up window and cursed fiercely. After scolding, he picked up the Coke instant noodles that had been overnight and sucked it. Then he got up and put on the fist gloves hanging on the head of the bed, and used a set of turtle punches that shocked the world and the earth to the air.

Just as he returned to the computer, the window opened quietly.

"Hey, is this a live broadcast? Death Gladiator, a movie?"

As if he saw something interesting, Qin Cheng showed a hint of interest on his face.

Accompanied by the depressing back music, the dark scene slowly lit up, the field of view opened, the scattered steel bars, empty floors, and the gravel and white gray all over the ground, it turned out to be an abandoned unfinished building.

The camera turned, and there was an invisible figure hidden in a secluded corner on the middle floor.

"What the hell? What movies do you make if you don't show your face? You're crazy."

He muttered, but he didn't turn off the live broadcast.

The music gradually changed, and the tone of the picture was somewhat adjusted, becoming cold and solemn, making people frightened, and the howling wind seemed to blow around.

"This music is very good, but what are you doing?"

Before Qin Cheng finished speaking, his eyes were glaring round at first, and in the sound of the rising and falling back music, the shadows under the sun actually began to twist, and wisps of black mist spread.

Only in the gaps where the black fog gathers and disperses, there are already more individuals in the shadows, strong and agile, and under the dark skin, are cast iron-like muscles, full of terrifying oppression.

For some reason, even through the screen, he seemed to be able to feel the unusualness on the other person's body, as if a beast was always around him, making his scalp numb.

"Science fiction?"

Qin Cheng was amazed, but he subconsciously rubbed his arms while talking, as if he was a little cold.

But the next second, he stopped, his whole body froze, his mouth widened a little bit, but the dark-skinned black man suddenly hit the ground with a knee hit, and he smashed heavily into the place where the man had previously hidden. The poured cement pillar burst into a gap, and gravel splashed in the sky in the intense music.

The figure flashed, and the other turned over to avoid it, which was also flexible and scary.

"This special effect is OK, it feels very real, and the actor's movements are violent and violent, I like it!"

"Note, this is a live broadcast, not a special effects movie. Although I can't believe it, you read it right. This is a real scene. Damn, it's so fucking exciting!"

A barrage suddenly floated across the screen at this time, and Qin Cheng couldn't help but be stunned, and then he reacted.

He suddenly remembered that this was not a movie, live broadcast, there were no post-production special effects at all, and the camera was clearly visible, and there was no substitute.

"Real scene?"

Not only him, but the number of viewers is increasing, and barrage begins to appear on the originally clean screen.

...

At this time, Tang Zhan didn't know what was happening outside, and even if he knew, he didn't have time to pay attention.

Just because the fierce battle is in full swing.

In the agitation of dust, two entangled figures suddenly fell apart, retreating, while panting, staring at each other with a cold and harsh manner, paced constantly, like two evil wolves grinning, showing murderous intent, waiting for an opportunity to move.

A mouthful of bloody saliva spit on the sand and dust. Tang Zhan shook his feet one after another, and his two travel shoes fell to the side. He stood barefoot, and his wrists moved with his hands and his five fingers tightened, and he had already pressed towards the other party.

As if he saw his thoughts, the black man twisted his body like an iron-clad body, and his waist moved, and he turned around and swung his legs.

This leg flew up in the air, and it caused a harsh roar in the air. Tang Zhan squatted in and dodged, but he didn't expect that the black man would suddenly fall to the ground with the power of circling, and his other leg was swept out to the ground.

Tang Zhan had no choice but to withdraw again.

In comparison, the one in front of me may not be as good as Su Sihai in terms of skills, but the difficulty alone is even more difficult. The elbows and knees are too strong, and the edges are like blades, which are so wounded when you rub them, and you will die when you hit them.

However, it is not completely without weaknesses.

Retreat and retreat were just a false move. Taking advantage of the moment the opponent stood up, his eyes suddenly opened, and his feet were jumping like a fox. With a step, his right claw reached his claw and grabbed the other party's retracted left ankle.

Seeing this, the Heihan pressed the ground with both hands and rolled back. Then he pushed his right foot and jumped into the air with the force. His right leg bent along with the trend, and another knee hit that soared into the sky.

But as soon as he reached mid-air, he saw a hand coming from bottom to top. Seeing the opportunity, he pressed it backwards on the inner muscles of his right leg. His three fingers were like iron hoops, loosening and tightening. The muscles that were originally tightened seemed to be exhausted in an instant, and most of the force disappeared in an instant.

Tang Zhan succeeded with one move, tugging his thigh muscles with one hand and pressing his knees with the other hand. While retreating and removing the force, Yu Guang saw Hei Han stand up with his fists, his thumb joints protruding, and he smashed towards his ears.

If this move is strong one by one, I am afraid that the soul will be the end of the world.

Tang Zhan was not surprised but happy. His eyes were sharp and his feet were a little bit, and his whole body turned slanted like a top, and he flashed behind the black man. His right palm was like a knife. He just gently pressed his lumbar spine, moved his feet and then turned, and retreated a few steps away.

But when the black man's face changed, he fell down straight, his hands moving, but his lower body was no longer in control and collapsed to the ground, and he still stared at Tang Zhan fiercely.

With four eyes facing each other, Tang Zhan's expression was complicated, and it was easy to kill people, but it was difficult to only hurt but not kill them. If it weren't for saving the other party's life, he wouldn't have to work so hard. He was sure that he could kill him under his palm without taking five moves.

He is fond of martial arts, not murderous.

But the next scene was surprising.

Tang Zhan's body was shocked and stared at the Hei Han with a serious expression. Only under his wide eyes, the person who was alive the previous second had turned into ashes like sparks in the sky in the air, dissipating with the wind.
Chapter completed!