What should a time traveler do if he is challenged to a fight by a tough guy at the ninth level?
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On the street, Zhao An faced the majestic black man, and his heart was shaken. There was a brutal pressure on him.
Obviously, his little arms and legs were only used to deliver food.
Before he could refuse, the bastard suddenly shouted in the crowd: "Ah, it's Mr. Zhao! Mr. Zhao from the black factory!"
"Master Zhao, kill him! Let him know how powerful our Daxia is!"
After these two sentences were spoken, countless people started to cheer, "Come up, Mr. Zhao, show off the prestige of our country!"
"Promote our country's prestige!"
The shouts were overwhelming, and Zhao An was paralyzed.
Niang Xipi!
The mastermind behind the scenes was so clever that he not only wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, but even prepared a trap at the scene to force him to die.
Cui Shixiang and Xu Ruqing were smart people. They reacted instantly and hurriedly pulled Zhao An to run away. Suddenly a group of common people surrounded them, waving their hands wildly and shouting: "Master Zhao, please kill him!"
"Yes, kill him!"
The mastermind behind the scenes was well prepared and didn't even give him a chance to escape.
Zhao An turned back to look at the black man, and a stern look flashed across his rough face.
In this way, Zhao An ended up surrounded by a group of people.
Xu Ruqing almost cried, and Cui Shixiang also slapped his thigh, "What should I do?"
"It turns out to be the factory supervisor, disrespectful and disrespectful."
The black man deliberately crossed his fists and smiled evilly, his sarcasm undisguised.
Zhao An was complaining in his heart, but on the surface he could only pretend to be calm and calm, "It's easy to talk, but the governor is just out for a walk and I don't want to catch up."
The black man said: "In that case, let's discuss it. I am far away in Nanliang Kingdom and have heard of the reputation of the Factory Supervisor. Don't let me down."
"Your uncle's..."
Zhao An was secretly on guard, his brain running at high speed.
The two sides are not of the same weight. A fist as big as an iron pot comes down. If you can't dodge, your bones may be broken!
A dignified time traveler cannot end up in such a dismal ending.
"Master Zhao, be careful!"
Suddenly there was a scream, Zhao An subconsciously raised his head, and saw Iron Fist heading straight for the door.
The wind is blowing!
This circle was close to the ears and swept out dangerously. The overbearing wind made Zhao An's skin sting, and he kicked away in one breath.
"Master Zhao, don't hide!"
"Beat him to death and let him know the consequences of provoking me, Daxia!"
The melon-eaters didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, but Xu Ruqing and Cui Shixiang's hearts were in their throats.
Zhao An secretly spat.
Watching plays all day long, who would want to be watched in a monkey show one day!
"Come again!"
When the punch missed, the black man shouted loudly and rushed over.
Zhao An did not dare to resist, and dodged left and right. Although he could avoid it every time, it was too exciting, and his fist almost whizzed past his face.
Is your heartbeat 280?
"Hehe, Mr. Factory Superintendent is quite fast!"
The black man was playful and struck frequently. Zhao An was completely suppressed and had no room to fight back except to dodge.
"Does the factory supervisor only know how to hide?"
"Don't push me, I won't do it until you hit me."
Just as Zhao An was retorting, he was grabbed by the shoulder by the latter inadvertently. Before he could react, the other party savagely kneed him!
not good!
Zhao An hurriedly blocked, his arms suddenly stung, his whole body was pushed out, and his buttocks blossomed.
"Hey, keep going."
The black man stepped forward with three steps and two steps at a time, raised his foot and stepped on it!
Zhao An hurriedly rolled to dodge, and then heard the roaring sound, and the stone floor was crushed by the opponent.
Damn, this is a body-refining monster!
On the second floor of Honglu Temple, two stunning beauties looked at the fight on the street in surprise. They were Wang Siyuan and Li Hongni who had changed into women's clothes.
Wang Siyuan said suspiciously: "That seems to be Mr. Zhao we met yesterday."
"It's really him! He actually came here to compete. I really don't know what he was thinking."
Li Hongni looked contemptuous.
In her opinion, Zhao An is dead. The black man has a lot of background. Although his strength is not as strong as that of the Grand Master, his physique is unrivaled and he is capable of fighting against the Grand Master.
Wang Siyuan coughed, her pretty face turned pale, and she said anxiously: "He can't die. He promised to take us to see Mr. Zhou."
"If you want to see Mr. Zhou, you don't have to go through him. Who wants this kid to seek death?"
Li Hongni is also a person who enjoys watching the excitement without taking it too seriously.
This battle showed the prestige of Nanliang Kingdom. It’s only the boy’s fault that he didn’t open his eyes.
While speaking, Zhao An was in danger. Inadvertently, the black man grabbed his shoulder and hit his chest with an iron fist, causing a mouthful of blood to spurt out.
The streets were filled with screams.
Xu Ruqing was so shocked that she couldn't care less and hurriedly lifted up her skirt to rush over to protect Zhao An.
Cui Shixiang quickly grabbed her with quick eyes and hands, "You can't go there!"
joke!
With her small body, she would die if she touched her, or get hurt if she rubbed against her.
At this moment, Zhao An held his stomach and stepped back several steps. His hair was crooked, his hair was scattered and stained with blood, and the veins on his neck were bulging, and he was in unbearable pain.
"I've traveled through time and haven't seen the final BOSS behind the scenes, so I can't die at the hands of an elite monster..."
"Is Mr. Zhao dying? If you admit defeat, I can let you go."
The black man stepped forward with an evil smile and deliberately showed the blood on his big hands.
Zhao An shook his long hair, stood upright, and cursed: "I'm calling your mother, come again!"
"court death!"
The black man's face darkened and he kicked him with flying feet.
Zhao An turned sideways to avoid it, but unexpectedly the opponent made a feint, and the next second it was a roundhouse kick.
Bang!
The big foot hit his chest, and Zhao An turned into a free-roaming chicken, rolling all over the ground with a gray face.
"No!"
Xu Ruqing screamed, and the people covered their eyes in fear.
The black man walked towards Zhao An in a sinister manner, no longer hiding his murderous intent. The floor under his feet was cracked and covered in blood.
Zhao An gasped desperately and swallowed a mouthful of blood. When he staggered to his feet, the blood lines flowing from his hair quietly covered his eyes.
The world in front of him suddenly turned red, and at the same time, his mind was in confusion. The bloody scene in front of him quietly overlapped with the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in the champion house in the dream.
At this moment, the shouts of the surrounding people were gradually replaced by the wails of the waiters who died tragically under the butcher's knife.
The memory of the original owner surged violently, and the endless anger and resentment rushed straight into the sky, covering Zhao An's consciousness.
At this moment, the face of the black man who walked in front of him also changed quietly. In a daze, he turned into one of the executioners who broke into the massacre palace!
"Kill, kill."
Zhao An looked ferocious, and in the astonished eyes of the people, he raised his head and locked eyes with the black man.
The black man smiled ferociously and punched his face!
Strangely, Zhao An dodged this fatal blow.
The next second, the black man screamed in pain, and his hand bones were broken by a pair of blood-stained slender hands, exposing the terrifying bones.
