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Chapter 268 The wicked have their own grind

"Click!"

A crisp sound appeared on Bablu's wrist. The sound was very light, and even Zhao Fan did not notice it.

But in Bablu's ears, it was like thunder rolling, and a chill rushed straight from the top of his head and instantly fell into the ice cellar.

One of the finger bones connected in series on the wrist was broken.

As the finger bone shattered, the dimest leopard-shaped ghost instantly turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared.

"Lawrence, come and help me, this guy can see through my witchcraft!"

Bablu screamed in fear, and after getting up, he spread his feet and approached the white man who had been watching the battle.

Zhao Fan just found the feeling, and as his experience value continued to rise, how could he let him go like this?

Under the obstruction of those ghosts, Zhao Fan could not beat Bablu for the time being, but at the same time it also restricted the man's movement. Zhao Fan's fist and palms did not stop like a heavy rain. Even the ghosts were extremely fierce, they were beaten to the point of being tilted and could not keep up with Bablu's footsteps.

If he was not afraid of death, Babru could leave these things and run away directly, but looking at his current appearance, he looked like a person who was not afraid of death?

What made Zhao Fan a little confused and even made Bablu's heart sink directly to the bottom was that the tall white man, who was called Lawrence, not only did not help, but instead took a few steps back with a sneer and opened the distance from afar.

"Lawrence, what are you doing? Do you want to watch me die? If I die, you will definitely not be able to beat him alone, and you will die."

Bablu's whole body shook like a slam, and the sound of the ornaments hitting the body became more and more rapid. Just like the sound of rotten wood rubbing out, Ding Yuan and others on the side were dizzy, and they also shouted at Lawrence.

"Lawrence, you take action!"

Ding Yuan also saw something wrong, moved his footsteps and took a few more steps back, turned his eyes to Lawrence, and said loudly.

However, Lawrence still ignored his words. He glanced at him with a few mockery on his face, then picked up his hands, leaned against the door frame in a more leisurely position, looking like he was standing by and watching.

"Lawrence, what are you doing? Can't you hear what I said?"

Ding Yuan felt a fire of ignorance emerge from his heart in an instant, and shouted at Lawrence in a stern voice.

Hearing his roar, a trace of hideousness flashed across his handsome face, and his blue eyes fell calmly on him with coldness and indifference.

Ding Yuan's breathing stagnated, and then he immediately got stuck in his throat and could no longer say it.

"If you dare to continue talking to me like this, I don't mind killing you in advance for your opponent."

Lawrence said a coldly, and was too lazy to look at Ding Yuan anymore, leaving him there.

"Lawrence, you have to figure out that this is China, and this boxing ring is Zhe Shao's. I have been on the list of the God of War and got Zhe Shao's money. If I don't obey my arrangements, will you bear the consequences?"

Skinny beads of sweat emerged from Ding Yuan's forehead. After taking a deep breath, he looked at Lawrence coldly and growled.

"I will kill this person for you, but if you annoy me, I will kill you, the bed bug."

Lawrence didn't even look at him this time, and said in a cold tone.

Ding Yuan's whole body was trembling, but he was helpless.

The God of War List is the list of masters in the Zhao family's underground boxing ring. Although Lawrence and Bablu are both on this list, there is no friendship between them. They fight to the death when they go on the ring.

People on the God of War List can get a certain proportion of dividends from the boxing ring income. For each person who is less, the remaining person can get one more share.

So, these people on the God of War List may not want others to die quickly, so how could they save people?

And once the troubles like Zhao Fan are solved, the Zhao family will naturally not be stingy and will definitely give a generous reward. If Bablu and him work together to solve the problem, the reward will be divided by two more people.

Lawrence's ranking on the God of War List is higher than Bablu, and this person is much smarter than Bablu. As early as when Ding Yuan mentioned that he wanted to deal with Zhao Fan, he had watched the video of Zhao Fan's three battles in detail, and he had already felt Zhao Fan's power.

This is also the reason why he did not take the lead at the beginning.

He was confident in solving Zhao Fan, but he did not feel that it could be solved easily. He let Bablu take the lead, and in addition to trying to kill this person with Zhao Fan's hand, he had to use Bablu to consume Zhao Fan's physical strength.

He wanted to get a bargain and would never take action without squeezing out the last bit of Bablu's value.

If Zhao Fan had not had the help of the nameless martial arts, the strange sounds made by Bablu could make him confused and have no power to fight back.

Unfortunately, Babru's weird black African witchcraft was useless in him.

The finger bones on the hands and waist were shattering one after another, and the frequency of the person screamed was getting higher and higher.

"One million US dollars, I'll give you one million US dollars, Lawrence, hurry up and take action!"

"Click"

Another finger bone was broken, and Bablu screamed at Lawrence.

Lawrence's eyes were always on Zhao Fan. Although he still looked in a very leisurely position, his expression on his face became more and more serious.

The ending he hoped did not appear.

Because he did not see any tired look on Zhao Fan's face, and he didn't even see a trace of sweat.

Bablu had retreated to the mansion compound, but Zhao Fan was following like a shadow. The power of each punch was extremely terrifying. He could feel that even if he ran with all his strength, he could not escape Zhao Fan's control.

So after hearing the sound of his finger bones shattering again, he gritted his teeth and offered a new price again, shouting at Lawrence with ache: "Five million, five million US dollars. Lawrence, aren't you taking action yet? This is equivalent to your income here for a year."

"Bang!"

When he said this, Zhao Fan's hand had already passed through the few remaining ghosts and hit Bablu.

This man avoided Zhao Fan's punch with a strange change for the first time, but this time he was not so lucky. As soon as his body turned around, he saw that Zhao Fan's fist was waiting in front, and a black face came straight to his fist.

The nose bone made a crisp sound, and Bablu, who was covered in blood on his face, flew backwards like a kite with broken strings.

Experience value 57

Hearing the system prompt sound, Zhao Fan sneered on his face, shook his head and said leisurely: "So you are just that little bit of strength."

Adding fifty-seven experience points, according to the rules summarized by Zhao Fan, this person's strength can only be considered as dark energy.

But his statement is actually unfair to Bablu.

Is Babru weak?

He controls so many ghosts with the power of the realm of transformation, and his strange witchcraft and soul. If Zhao Fan had not been so perverted in defense and the assistance of his nameless martial arts, even if he was a master of the realm of transformation, he would probably not be able to withstand much time.

"Lawrence, you forced me. If I die, you can't live!"

There were not many ghosts left around him, and Lawrence still had no intention of taking action. The hatred in Bablu did not fall on Zhao Fan, but instead screamed at Lawrence with great resentment.

Just as Zhao Fan rushed towards Bablu again, the lines on his body wearing finger bones all broke in an instant, and the remaining seven or eight finger bones were strangely suspended in front of him.

The ones who should have seen it had almost finished it, and Zhao Fan was no longer in the mood to let him use his big move. The fist that had been swung fell on Bablu's chest without hesitation. The bones in the man's chest broke in an instant, and his entire chest collapsed.

A mouthful of blood mixed with the shattered internal organs was sprayed out, as if there was an inexplicable force guiding it, and it all condensed towards the still floating finger bones.

"Damn, Bablu, what did you do to me?"

Lawrence, who was standing by, felt that the time had come. He had just taken a few steps towards Zhao Fan when he felt a very cold breath covering his body instantly. His body became stiff, his scalp became numb, and an angry roar came out of his mouth.

The people on the God of War list all had a fight with each other. If it weren't for the fact that Bablu needed too much preparation before the war, he would probably not have just won the tenth place.

Although Lawrence couldn't understand these strange methods of Bablu, he had experienced it personally once. He did not expect that this man's final kill would be placed on him.

In fact, it is easy to understand.

Bablu wanted to kill Zhao Fan because of money. He was about to die. Even if he killed Zhao Fan with his life, he would not let Lawrence get a bargain?

And for Lawrence, I really hate you. You watch me die, and when I die, I will bring you with me.

Bablu is dead. Zhao Fan originally wanted to fight Lawrence, but the scene in front of him seemed to be not needed.

After Bablu died, the finger bones were soaked in the blood he sprayed out, all of which emitted a rich black aura, and flew into Lawrence's body. In just a moment, the man's entire body suddenly swelled.

"Damn it, Bablu, you can't kill me!"

Lawrence's clothes were already broken in just a moment. A roar came from his mouth. The scene that happened to Ramson also happened to him again. The blood vessels under his skin became clearer and clearer, and they burst into crazily.

This man just touched it casually, and the entire courtyard wall next to him had collapsed. Countless bricks were flying around with the sound of howling wind, and the unfortunate guys lying on the ground were smashed to make a burst of ghosts and wolves howls.

Ding Yuan, who was beside him, felt that things had completely exceeded his control. He was so scared that his calves were twitching. He stepped on his feet and ran away desperately, just wanting to leave here far away, the farther the better.

"It's indeed a semi-finished product. I don't know which place this guy can rank on the so-called God of War."

Lawrence was struggling to resist the witchcraft that Bablu had performed on him when he was dying, and he had no ability to attack Zhao Fan at all. This also gave Zhao Fan more time to check his situation and allowed him to confirm the origin of this person again, exactly the same as he guessed.

Even though this person used that mysterious power, the speed of his body swelling did not slow down at all, and the roar in his mouth had turned into a scream of fear.

Zhao Fan's eyes narrowed, his feet moved rapidly, and he began to retreat.
Chapter completed!
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