The promotion battle was about to break out, and Zhang Yu and Atae stared at each other, and neither of them took action first.

"Hey, Butterfly, you didn't explain clearly just now, what's wrong with getting drunk?" Not far away, Xiaobei quickly caught up with Butterfly and asked loudly.

At this moment, Zhang Yu and Atai moved.

As quiet as a virgin and as moving as a cunning rabbit, both of them were very fast, and almost in one breath, they completed the first collision of pure power, making a "pa" explosion of air.

Zhang Yu felt the pain from his fist and became crazy again.

Although he and Atai have a good relationship in private, in his eyes, this battle does not only belong to two people. Since the battle is over, it is a contest between Chinese fighting techniques and Muay Thai.

He can't lose.

Maybe it's related to the surname Zi. Zhang Yu's training skills are all the same kind of fighting with strength and using strength to expand his strength. He likes the boxing technique of opening and closing big, and the pleasure of breaking the enemy's bones with his fists. Now, he has met another opponent of the same, and he understands that this battle is not easy.

Muay Thai emphasizes "horizontal training", which is a boxing technique with great lethality. When Atai defeated Sun Ya, it was enough to show that he had a strong foundation and had been trained by devils. The boxing technique was even more rapid and unstoppable. He was also considered the number one figure in the evil organization. His battle with Zhang Yu would be a completely head-on collision.

"Note." Suddenly, Atai shouted loudly, slid forward under his feet, and raised his right fist, and banged hard towards Zhang Yu's chin.

Zhang Yu's face was grim, and a high whip leg was whipped toward Atai's left shoulder, while his right hand was hitting his right fist, and his head slightly tilted to avoid Atai's uppercut.

"Drink." Atae hard took Zhang Yu's high whip, punched his right hand as the elbow, swept out with his left hand as the axis. At the same time, his shoulders also held Zhang Yu's legs and rushed forward.

"Damn it." Zhang Yu had no time to dodge, so he could only take advantage of his strength and took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

"Miao Thai is an attack method that uses the whole body as a weapon. Any part of it can be turned into a weapon to defeat the enemy." Zhang Yu stared at Atae and clenched his fists.

When Xiaobei saw Butterfly Bingbing looking at the two people in the battle without any movement, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"No. 2, who do you think will win?" Xiaobei turned his head and saw the berserk sitting on the beach. He walked slowly over and sat next to him.

There are not many people around Jian Zhan, because not everyone is qualified to sit with Shafeng No. 2. This is a place that emphasizes high status. If you want to be respected by others, you should show your fearful strength. Everything is so realistic and terrifying, just like today's society.

Jian Zhan glanced at Xiaobei and held the big sunglasses on his face: "Zhang Yu."

"You should also like him, look, Zero asks me to record it for him." Xiaobei raised the dv in his hand, and a strange smile piled on his pale face.

Jian Zhan nodded: "He is a little evil, I like him."

"Haha, I hope he won't let us down." Xiaobei smiled and hooked his finger at a young man standing not far away: "Come here."

The young man may have just come to the island and didn't know Xiaobei, so he replied arrogantly: "Why?"

"I can sit next to Brutal War and come and help me hold the dv." Xiaobei's smile closed a little and said lightly.

The young man hesitated a little and stood there and didn't know what to do.

"No. 2, help me hold the dv, I want to give him a reminder." Xiaobei handed the dv in his hand to Jian Zhan and stood up from the beach: "You don't know me."

"I don't know." The young man thorned his head and said loudly.

"Well, you will know me. What number are you? As long as you kill me, you can jump into the top ten. Don't you want to try it?" Xiaobei's tone was full of temptation, just like a big bad wolf was deceiving Little Red Riding Hood.

The young man was shocked: "You are in the top ten."

"No, you can take action." Xiaobei patted the young man's face and said with a smile.

"Go to die." The young man was angry by Xiaobei's insult to his surname and slammed his fists at Xiaobei.

The young man punched him hard, leaving only Xiaobei's strange smile in his eyes. His punch fell to nothing, but Xiaobei's shadow was lost in front of him. Just when he didn't understand what was going on, a trace of pain began to spread from his neck.

There was a thin wound on the young man's neck, very thin, like a line, but as the blood pressure increased, the wound was torn apart, and blood gushed on the beach, and his face became extremely pale.

Xiaobei slowly walked out from behind the young man and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "I am in the storm, really is not the top ten, but I am ranked seventeen on the world killer list. Remember my name, my name is Beifeng."

The smile on Xiaobei's face became more and more weird, but the young man could not see it anymore. His world turned black, and his body gradually became colder, and he fell on the beach with a shaking movement.

The members of the surrounding wind looked at all this coldly, with no sympathy or surprise in their eyes, and only the desire to fight. They are not kind people, because the kind people were killed almost the first day on the island and then buried in the sea.

Here, there is no need for kindness, no need for sympathy, and no need for mercy.

Xiaobei sat back to Jian Zhan and took the dv from him: "If you are not careful, he will die, no wonder I."

The second battle is a brutal battle, and it is a lifelong battle. This is known throughout the wind. "There will be a battle between us."

"I can't beat you if I don't fight." Xiaobei smiled and refused simply.

"You can't refuse me." Brutal war said coldly.

"Why."

"Because those who reject me will die." The murderous aura was filled with all over the body, covering Xiaobei.

Xiaobei smiled helplessly: "It seems that I really can't refuse. I hope you don't slap me in the face then."

The Brutal War gathered his murderous aura and asked impatiently: "Which day."

"When Zhang Yu leaves."

"Okay." Jian Zhan nodded and said nothing more.

"Hey, come here and help me hold the dv, take a closer look." Xiaobei hooked his finger at another young man.

The young man looked at the corpse on the ground, but he didn't dare to say anything. He nodded: "Yes."

"Well, this was shot for zero, and you should feel honored." After Xiaobei said that, he leaned down on the beach and admired the blue sky.

The battle between Zhang Yu and Atai was already in full swing. The two of them punched each other's body and shouted that they couldn't stand it. Although they had no weapons, their fists were no less inferior to iron hammers, and no one could bear it.

Atai took two steps back, turned his ankle and was about to launch a heavy hand attack. If he dragged on like this, even if he really decided to win or lose, he would have to lie in bed for a few days. It would be better to let the battle end and end with one move.

Zhang Yu shook his neck. Is Atai finally going to take a heavy move? Come on, let's try who is better.

"Drink." The two of them blew up at the same time, and then rushed together.

With a "bang", Atai punched Zhang Yu hard on the stomach. Then he felt a heat on his shoulder and Zhang Yu spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"Not good." Although Atae hit Zhang Yu, he felt a very bad premonition in his heart. Just when he was about to close his fist and retreat, Zhang Yu no longer gave him this opportunity.

Zhang Yu's arm strangled Atai's neck and pinched his chin with his left hand. With just a little force, Atai's neck would be twisted.

"You lost." Zhang Yu spitted blood and said with a smile.

Atai sighed. Although he didn't want to admit it, he was defeated by Zhang Yu in the end: "Well, I lost."

"Damn it, my intestines seem to be interrupted by you." Zhang Yu slowly let go of Atai's neck and sat on the beach.

Atai quickly squatted down: "You're okay, who told you not to hide? You're desperate." His heavy punch was just a fake move, just to force Zhang Yu to avoid it, but this kid didn't even hide, and he was punched.

"If I dodge, can I win?" Zhang Yu smiled weakly, opened his mouth, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Fuck, madman, you're such a madman." Atai punched the beach hard.

"Take me back, A Tai, I'm No. 25 now." Zhang Yu clenched his fists and muttered: Brother Feng, I'm finally on the 25th. I think you will definitely smile proudly, I didn't embarrass you.

Atai shook his head helplessly, bent down and raised Zhang Yu on his back, and was about to leave.

"Slow down." Butterfly, who had been standing next to him with a cold face, spoke.

Zhang Yu turned around and looked at the butterfly, feeling a little furious: "Atai, run away with me on my back, she is here to kill me."

"Ah." Atae was stunned. Butterfly wanted to kill someone, where would he run?

"Butterfly, don't be impulsive. You drank too much last night. I really didn't do anything to you." Zhang Yu was anxious. He was not afraid of dying in battle, but he was cowardly enough when he died in the hands of a woman.

"Butterfly, what are you going to do?" Atai quickly put down Zhang Yu and stopped him in front of her.

"Get out." Butterfly said coldly.

Yun Tingfei also stood in front of Butterfly: "Butterfly, you can't kill Zhang Yu."

Butterfly snorted coldly, and her body suddenly disappeared from the spot. The speed was so fast that Yun Tingfei and Ata did not react. When they reacted, Butterfly had already stood in front of Zhang Yu and looked at him condescendingly: "What you said just now is true."

"Of course, I'm lying to you as a bastard." Zhang Yu pointed his head heavily, but felt a little relieved. While changing her clothes, kissing her a few times was nothing.

Butterfly bent down and stared at Zhang Yu with cold eyes: "If I find out that you lied to me, I will chop you up and feed the fish." As he said that, he grabbed his arm and threw him on his back.

"Hey, what are you going to do? Sister, let me go, I'm not a casual person." Zhang Yu's hands were pinched in his hands by a butterfly, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only shout.

"Shut up if you don't want to die." Butterfly shouted coldly.

"Oh." Zhang Yu was so obedient that he didn't dare to speak.

Yun Tingfei and Atai were about to stop Butterfly, when Xiaobei spoke: "Don't stop her, let them go."

Yun Tingfei and Atai looked at each other and gave way to the butterfly.
Chapter completed!