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Chapter Seventy-Seven: Each Shows Its Abilities(4/4)

hiss!

Sun Yong took a deep breath. To be honest, he felt that this tactic was a little despicable.

But then I thought about it and heard Liangkun say that there were billions of dollars in stakes at stake this time. If Ajie won, he would kill everyone in the flip of the hand and make a lot of money.

With such benefits, I'm afraid no one else would dare to get angry and take action from the beginning for the so-called "honesty"!

"Well, Mr. Lei is right, this is indeed the best."

In the end, Sun Yong agreed with Lei Yaoyang's statement, but he was worried:

"Mr. Lei, can Ajie really steal the fireworks? The two little devils below are not simple! One is ruthless and will not hesitate to use himself as bait in order to get rid of his opponent. The other is unparalleled in power. Until now, it seems that no one has

You can block his punch."

Lei Yaoyang has fought against both Tachibana Masahito and Hara Seonan before, and he knows their skills very well.

With a confident smile, Lei Yaoyang said:

"The reason why they are so majestic is because they haven't met their opponents yet. Don't worry, this game has just begun and it's just a warm-up."

"When they meet a real opponent later, it won't be so easy."

"oh?"

When Sun Yong heard this, his interest increased greatly. He stopped talking and looked into the field again.

At this time, Ding Caipao was still in the arms of Si Wenlong. Wenlong endured the punches and kicks of an unknown number of people and walked six or seven meters away. He was only about ten meters away from the tower.

"Yeah, trip him up."

"Get out of the way and let me come."

The contestants were not fools. Seeing that the beating didn't work, they started to think of other ideas.

At the same time, a bald man with "Chaozhou Gang" written on his clothes rushed out of the crowd and swept Tang Tang's legs towards Wen Long's legs.

Wen Long kept his head down and rushed forward, beating himself up from all directions, without even noticing what kind of attacks the other party used.

With this sweep, he was completely swept away, and he fell to the ground, and the fireworks were thrown out of his arms.

"I got it!"

The bald man who knocked down Wen Long had quick eyesight and quick hands, and because he was the closest to Wen Long, he caught the fireworks immediately. He was so happy that he couldn't help shouting.

"Bring it!"

"Give me."

The next moment, five or six hands reached out to the bald man, and he was treated similarly to Wen Long. He was beaten crazily and screamed repeatedly.

In the scramble for the fireworks, one moment it is in your hand, the other moment it is in someone else's hand. No matter whose hand it is in, it cannot be held firmly for two seconds, and someone will definitely snatch it away.

Moreover, the fireworks winners, who were more lucky, only received a few punches, while those who were less lucky, received only a few punches and kicks, which was really miserable.

In the end, a second-rate club boy got the Ding Cai Pao, and when he fell to the ground after being hit hard by two punches, he threw it into the sky with all his strength:

"Brothers, catch it!"

As soon as the fireworks appeared in the sky, many people who were more than ten or twenty meters away were guided.

Hong Xing was led by the prince, and there were more than seventy people. He was the closest. When he saw the fireworks, the prince punched and kicked him, and roared:

"Go on, you must get the first shot, charge!"

Hongxing's race personnel received orders and were unambiguous. They made every effort and quickly opened a road.

Among the crowd, Da Fei was the only one who "worked hard but did not make any effort". He kept following the Hong Xing troops in front, but did not take action. He also kept reminding the giant Tian Shou beside him:

"Let them fight, it has nothing to do with us now, we maintain our strength."

"kindness!"

Tianshou responded in a loud voice, but he was obedient, as if he was going shopping, and moved forward with the Hongxing brigade, without any intention of contributing.

Over at the Dongxing Golden Retriever Tiger, we also saw traces of fireworks.

At this time, the Golden Retriever was delayed in its action, so it was more than twenty meters away from the fireworks.

Moreover, in front of him, there was a huge crowd of people, all squeezing towards the fireworks, making it impossible to pass at a high speed.

"Qizai!"

Seeing this situation, the golden-haired tiger turned around and shouted.

Immediately, a tall and strong man stepped forward. He was Qizai, the most capable warrior under his command and a close confidant of the Golden-haired Tiger.

"Boss!"

"You and I are at the front, we just rush over and don't worry about anything. Others, follow us and don't fall behind!"

"rush!"

The golden-haired tiger gave the order, shouted loudly, tilted his body, with his right arm in front, and kicked the ground with both feet. He made a hole in the grass in the stadium.

Ouch!

ah…!

"What happens next?"

Looking down from the stands, I saw that the Dongxing golden-haired tiger looked like a crazy rhinoceros. It didn't even look at what was in front of it or how many people there were, and it just rushed forward.

There was a huge impact behind him, and many people were knocked to the ground by the golden retriever tiger. Some people were knocked away, and one was unlucky enough to be pushed forward by the golden retriever tiger. It hit several people, and his face, nose, and face were all damaged.

It was broken, and there was a lot of blood flowing out. It just stopped falling to the ground and could not get up again.

The team led by the Golden-haired Tiger also used fists and kicks to enter the road created by the boss, and then struck in all directions to open up the path into a thoroughfare for their Dongxing people to pass.
Chapter completed!
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