As the world's number one killer, Tao Baibai has his own dignity.
Life has never been worthy of awe for him, whether it is other people's or his own.
But this was the first time in his life that he had been tortured.
He originally thought that he was a ruthless person, and the killer's principles would never allow him to succumb to outsiders.
But as the woman in front of her used her methods step by step, Tao Baibai felt that her spirit was gradually collapsing.
It was obvious that he was just hanging on the tree, and that he was just cutting off some limbs at will. It felt like he had put himself on top of a bonfire and was slowly spinning his mouth.
Every cell in his body was screaming. The feeling of cells gradually dying and deteriorating, and the scorching energy seeping into his body layer by layer made him feel worse than death.
"Hmph! He is indeed the best killer in the world. His endurance is very strong. Even though his limbs have been cut off, his mouth is still so hard. It's really admirable!"
The familiar voice came into my ears, gentle and cold, like gurgling water, but to Tao Baibai's ears, it was no different from the devil's roar of filial piety.
His previously hazy mind suddenly woke up, and then he screamed uncontrollably.
"Wow, you are full of energy! That's great! Have you changed your mind? If you talk now, you might still be able to survive. If you continue to be tough, don't blame me for cutting off your fifth limb..."
"I said!"
Before Yinghuo finished speaking, she was interrupted angrily by Tao Baibai. He endured the pain in his limbs and the sharp feeling like being burned on his body, and said loudly: "It's Dr. Gero! The character of the Red Ribbon Legion. Dr. Luo!"
He spoke quickly and urgently, almost screaming.
Yinghuo said expressionlessly: "Where is he?"
"I don't know! He took the initiative to find me before and promised that after the transformation, my strength would be greatly improved. This transformation was carried out by others in the same industry... Don't do it, don't do it. Although I don't know where he is, I know he has someone. The base is always in Xidu!
It was an underground research base, at least fifty meters above the surface. It was very large, but very hidden. The only external entrance was a Chinese dumpling restaurant... Everything I said is true! It's all true! "
Tao Baibai endured the pain and said loudly.
Yinghuo's face brightened a little, and the methods he used on the other party were somewhat restrained.
Her voice calmed down: "Look? It's such a simple question and answer game. We can actually get along well with each other. It's a pity that we didn't cherish this opportunity. I am temporarily satisfied with the two answers you gave above. I hope to continue to work hard next. Tell me about you Know everything you need to know about Dr. Gro!"
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On the field, Sun Wukong has easily won.
He raised his right hand high, enjoying the cheers of the audience under the passionate explanation of the host in sunglasses.
Tianjin Fan, who had bruises on his body, stood up slowly, looking a little regretful, but more of a fighting spirit.
He clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind.
We must work harder in the next three years to fight for the next best martial arts tournament in the world and defeat Sun Wukong!
"Our first finalist has been born, and that is Mr. Sun Wukong, the runner-up in the last World's Best Martial Arts Tournament.
So without further ado, let us welcome the contestants of the sixth round, Piccolo and Mr. Fang Shaobo! "
With the sound of sunglasses, the whole audience once again fell into a sea of cheers.
Fang Shaobo walked step by step from the waiting area into the ring, only to find that Piccolo was already waiting there at some point.
"You are very strong, but you are definitely no match for me. I can give you a chance. Surrender to me now. I won't kill you!"
Piccolo folded his arms in a concave shape and spoke with a hint of expectation in his indifference.
Fang Shaobo was a little stunned: "Are you recruiting me?"
"Yes, obviously, do you have any doubts?"
"You are so confident that you can beat me?" Fang Shaobo smiled, and then pointed out: "Or are you confident that you can beat Sun Wukong?"
Piccolo's color changed instantly: "What do you know?"
Fang Shaobo thought for a while, then helplessly spread his palms: "Although I really don't want to know, it seems that I already know everything I should know and shouldn't know!"
"Is that so? That's such a pity! I think I will remember you, the first person I wanted to recruit!"
Piccolo shook his head and sighed, and then punched out without warning. Fang Shaobo did not move his upper body, and his right hand pointed like a knife, turning into streams of water, constantly hitting the opponent's fist.
In the blink of an eye, Fang Shaobo did not know how many attacks he had made, and he directly hit Piccolo's fist until it lost all its strength, but not even a speck of dust came out.
This time, not only Piccolo was stunned, but the audience below was also stunned.
Defended so easily?
I didn't know that in the duel with Krillin just now, Piccolo's fists were like cannonballs every time, killing him when he touched and hurting when he was rubbed.
But now... I have no strength at all.
What's happening here?
Piccolo was stunned, but Fang Shaobo was not stunned.
The Flowing Water Breaking Rock Fist seized the flaw and launched a series of stormy attacks.
After being beaten, Piccolo flew into the air without any ability to fight back. In front of everyone, his turban was torn off, revealing the green antenna on his bald head.
"How can this be?"
The audience was silent: "He...he is the big devil!"
In one sentence, the scene was like a pot exploding, and the audience rushed out one by one. No matter how the host explained, they could not stop such a huge defeat.
The Turtle Immortal and his group stood firmly in place like the mainstay.
Piggy Oolong opened his mouth wide and hugged Buma's thigh, "Bulma, run, let's run! The big devil has appeared again!"
Bulma looked nervous.
Turtle Immortal looked serious.
But the two people in the ring didn't seem to be aware of it.
Fang Shaobo's offensive lasted for ten minutes like a violent storm, and then he landed lightly on the ground. He opened his mouth, and a stream of rich white air spurted out, and it rushed out for more than one meter before completely dissipating.
Piccolo fell onto the ring in a state of embarrassment, and then stood up like a carp, the scars on his body disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Piccolo had veins popping out on his forehead, and his eyes were about to burst into flames as he stared at Zhang Shaobo.
"You dare to harm the noble body of the future Great Demon King. You deserve death! I will cut you into pieces!"
He shouted, and energy bombs were ejected from both palms at the same time, hitting Fang Shaobo opposite him like a cannonball.
Fang Shaobo took a deep breath, his chest expanded by at least five centimeters, and then assumed the posture of the Flowing Water Shattering Fist again, waiting for the energy bomb to approach.
Not far away, Lan Weiwei jumped anxiously: "Captain, can Shaobo win? Can he win?"
Gao Ning didn't speak, just lightly stamped his foot. Invisible energy fluctuations spread like ripples, covering the entire combat area in an instant.
Everything around me began to gradually change.
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