The available person

"Wow! With this figure, I'm still pretty!"

The woman in sunglasses couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled.

Because she was not very moved, she was not noticed by the fat man and the girl. The fat man pinched the girl and said more proudly: "I bought five million from Zormu this time to make the big one."

The girl screamed, "Ah! Baby, you are so angry. If you win this time, buy me the diamond necklace I liked last time!"

"Hehe, it depends on your performance later."

"nausea!"

The girl in sunglasses muttered in a low voice, and stopped looking at the fat man and the girl, but looked at the ring again.

At this time, on the arena, Zormu still showed a suppression of the king of killing.

"Did you collect black money by Zormu? Hit him in the head!"

"Yes, catch him, don't let this little cotton man run away again, tear him apart, hahaha."

The stage was playing fiercely, and the stage was also full of passion.

But only those who truly understand the knowledge can see that Sormud is already inadequate in offense and may turn to defense in the next second. Although his offense seems to be like a mountain of Tai, the Cotton Man is like a mouse, and can always dodge through the gaps between his fists and feet.

Anyone with discerning eyes knows that while he is waiting for Zormu to exhaust his strength, he defeats his opponent with his smallest strength.

Soon this opportunity came, and Zormu was finally unable to bear the dodge of the Cotton Man. He focused his all-out effort to launch the last blow to the man.

He gave up all his defenses, and the two giant palms as big as palm fan were clamped together to clamp the heads of the cotton people. If he was clamped, even trees as thick as bowls would shatter.

"Look, Sormud has made a final victory, and it's stable."

"Come on Zormu! Fuck this cottage to death in one breath."

"Haha, I've never seen anyone who can resist the move of Zormu, the cottage will die!"

The fat man who hugged the exposed girl was also ecstatic at this time, "Hahaha, my five million will be eight million."

While talking, the girl kept kneading her fatty part, making her scream.

The woman in sunglasses also looked at Zhong Liang with a smile: "I said, King Dali, you are wrong this time!"

Zhong Liang remained silent and pointed at the ring with his finger.

When the woman in sunglasses turned to look at the ring again, a scene that shocked her appeared. The cotton man actually blocked Zormu's offensive with his arms less than one-third of the thickness of Zormu.

What made everyone even more dumbfounded was that he not only easily took over Zormu's ultimate move, but also flashed under his arms in a daze, and a palm cut into Zormu's throat like lightning.

Cut the throat!

In an instant, Zormu's eyes bulged out, his mouth widened but he couldn't make a sound. His arms hurriedly retracted to cover his throat, but the Mian Guo people no longer gave him a chance to recover.

He swung his punch and hit Zormu's temple quickly, and Zormu, who was nearly two meters tall, fell down like a puppet.

Countless people fell off their chins and countless glasses broke all over the floor.

The fat man sitting next to him hugged the exposed girl's fat hand and slid down weakly, and a large string of drools flowed out of the corner of his mouth!

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

"Five million, mine lost!"

However, the referee was not finished yet, and the referee squatted beside Zormu and counted, from one to ten.

Can a mere internal family have a fifth-level strength escape the pursuit of the Hongwu Society?

Zhong Liang had face-to-face contact with Hongwu Association. That time he followed Chen Chan to Yunsheng Province. He only assassinated a third brother, which attracted four or five masters of inner mystery. He had not yet contacted the headquarters of the Hongwu Association at that time, and he could imagine more masters there.

So he was a little suspicious about Du Qingyu being able to escape to the southern province alive. Either Du Qingyu was hiding his strength or he had the help of a master.

After reading the information of the two, Zhong Liang asked, "Xiaoyu, have you ever contacted Du Qingyu?"

Zou Yu frowned slightly: "I have tried to contact him, but he seems to be intentional about avoiding all social interactions. He comes here except boxing and gets money. There is almost no one who can speak to him in this boxing ring."
Chapter completed!