The shouts and shouts were already in a passionate atmosphere in the audience. The first scene was so bloody and gorgeous, so how moving will the next one be?

Many big shots in the audience were silent.

Even for example, Yi Changyun and others had already wanted to kill Qin Dahai immediately.

The bosses unanimously decided to arrange a round-rotation battle for Qin Dahai on the first day, kill Qin Dahai first, and get out of the game the next day at dusk, but his fucking hands and feet were moved, but the situation was not the scene that Chang Luo and others imagined. The two of them failed to let Qin Dahai take a breath. Even in the worst situation, they would have to have multiple wounds on their bodies, right?

Chang Luo's face was about to drip out of water. Yi Changyun, who was standing beside him, staring at him gloomyly and said, "Chang Luo! Is this your bad idea?"

"Hmph, if you want to be greedy for Qin Dahai's life, you have to pay the price, right?" Chang Luo fought back without being outdone.

Yi Changyunqi's face turned pale, but he had nothing to say. He originally thought that Qin Dahai was injured in the first round, and Guo Shen would kill him easily in the second round, so that even if he was injured, he could get a favor from Yang Ji. But who would have thought that Guo Shen had no power to fight back. The underworld boss who was ranked in the third round had no good face: "Random draws, follow the normal rules."

"no."

Chang Luo refused without thinking about it.

"Chang Luo, what do you mean?" The third gangster was immediately anxious and roared in a low voice: "You want my people to be killed like this? Without the bad idea of ​​fucking you, my people still have a chance to advance."

Everyone has the chance to advance. After all, eight of the thirty-six people are dead, and there is a great chance of getting into the 16th. For example, Guo Shen just now. If this is not the case, it is safe to get into the 16th. In three battles, the strong will admit defeat and the weak will directly kill them.

Chang Luo ignored him, but looked at Qi Feng and said in a sinister way: "Mr. Qi, you don't plan to watch coldly, Qin Dahai, but your person."

Qi Feng's face flashed with displeasure.

Chang Luo observed his expression and said hurriedly: "As long as Qin Dahai dies, I believe Mr. Qi will definitely get what he deserves."

Qi Feng's face looked a little better, and someone on the side began to bewitch him. Qi Feng thought for a while, then he called his subordinates for a few words, and his subordinates made a cold sweat appear on his forehead. Looking at Qin Dahai sitting in the corner, his heart was beating around. He did not dare to disobey Qi Feng's orders, so he had to bite the bullet and walk forward.

Qi Feng's eyes were shining brightly, and he said, "The next game will be arranged by McKun."

When everyone heard this, a burst of chicken blood surged up and nodded.

Song Qi, who was not far away, heard the arrangements of the group of people, didn't think there was anything, and asked, "Who is this McKun?"

Song Dong scratched his head. He still felt a little chilling in his neck. When he heard the eldest lady ask, he hurriedly said: "McCun is a master. He is a master of Muay Thai and is very skilled. He is known as the King of Pure Land. This guy is a humanoid machine. He set a record of 78 consecutive victories in this arena, and all of them win with the death of his opponent."

Song Qi was slightly surprised and said, "This person is not a participant in the Dusk Boxing Competition, right?"

"No." Song Dong clenched his fists and said, "He has no interest in dusk boxing."

And here at Qin Dahai, Qi Feng's subordinates walked to him tremblingly, swallowed and didn't know how to speak. Qin Dahai asked impatiently: "If you have something to say, say what you have, just let go."

If this subordinate had to give Qin Dahai a look before, but now he would only dare to say carefully: "Mr. Qi has given him the order, you will not be allowed to use any weapons in the next game."

Qin Dahai's eyes turned cold.

Bypassing this subordinate, he looked directly at Qi Feng.

Qi Feng met his gaze, his face remained unchanged, but he shrugged calmly, which made Qin Dahai's face extremely gloomy. His subordinates did not dare to be stunned for fear that Qin Dahai would kill people, so they ran away as if they were running away. At this time, the host went to the ring that had just been cleaned. After talking nonsense, he shouted passionately: "Then next, it will be the most unforgettable duel today. Let us invite boxing champion McKun to fight today's newcomer, Qin Dahai!"

His roar.

The audience suddenly turned red and their necks thick, and they looked at the entrance excitedly. As a dark-skinned guy walked in, the group of people were like ignited bombs, and a bang was sensation.

"McCun!"

"Boxing champion!"

"McCun!"

The deafening roar made Qin Dahai not frown slightly, and the host excitedly introduced: "McKun, the well-deserved boxing champion of Jile Island, his fists can easily blow a person's head. Oh my God, tonight is destined to be an unforgettable night, for McCun! Scream!"

Qin Dahai pinched his eyebrows.

He glanced at the people in the distance, walked towards the ring with bare hands and expressionless faces.

Seeing that Qin Dahai did not take his weapons, everyone on the field sneered.

"It's done!" Song Dong laughed and said, "If you fight with bare hands, McKun will be dead."

Yang Yun was also a little excited, and Yang Tinglan said with interest: "Brother, it seems that this group of people are really fighting for your favor. Even McKun has come out. I guess Qi Feng is going to make a fortune."

Yang Ji's eyes flashed slightly, and he was silent for a while. He said with little interest: "McCun can't win this battle."

"oh?"

Yang Tinglan was slightly surprised and smiled and said, "Brother, aren't you worried that Qin Dahai's momentum will become more and more powerful?"

"Momentum?" Yang Ji smiled, smiling proudly, and said, "It's a pity. I saw that Qin Dahai is not weak and wanted to end him with my own hands. Although he can win this battle, he will inevitably be seriously injured without any wrestling. Killing him by then will be less fun."

The man surnamed Xiao was taciturn in the two. He frowned slightly when he heard Yang Ji's words. He wanted to say something, but a figure that appeared at the entrance made his eyes slightly silent.

The man looked only twenty-five or six years old, but he had a strong aura in his every move. No one dared to approach within one meter. His eyes were staring at the ring, to be precise, looking at Qin Dahai on the ring, with a high fighting spirit in his eyes.

Yang Tinglan seemed to have noticed him, her eyes flashed slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

On this side, Qin Dahai went to the ring and looked at McKun, who was warming up with fists. The corner of his mouth raised slightly. McKun just glanced at him casually and continued to warm up. It took about seven or eight minutes before he walked to the center of the ring with a cruel smile on his face. He said in poor Chinese: "You are amazing, but you still have to die because you are facing me, McKun!"

With his words, the entire venue became quiet, and everyone was holding their breath to see the blooming of blood.

Qin Dahai glanced at the group of gangsters who were scheming him, and suddenly laughed, with playful and mocking smiles. He looked at McKun and said, "I'll admit defeat, it's better to die, let's choose for yourself."
Chapter completed!