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Chapter 172 Kid, do you agree?

Chapter 172 Kid, do you agree?

"Chen Yu eliminated Ling Zifeng, and Xiang Yu eliminated Gong Jun... Huh? The water ghost Zhao Ziwu and the water demon Liao Yong actually formed a team together. They are both masters here. They form a team." I'm afraid it will be bad for others."

"These two are not the only smart people." Wu Gang looked at the monitoring screen, especially those from the same unit, they basically didn't fight when they met, and most of them formed a team and came together to fight against foreign enemies together. As soon as the time came to an end and there were more than eight men remaining, civil war was inevitable.

With a glance, the picture on one of the screens caught his attention.

"Yo? These two boys actually did it."

The rooftop of a dilapidated building,

Balang and Zhang Chong stood facing each other, and the cold wind blew through the cuffs, making their undershirts bulge up.

There was a fierce look in Zhang Chong's eyes, his face was trembling, and his fists were clenched.

"It's really a narrow road to enemies, I've wanted to beat you up a long time ago."

"Humph"

The corner of Balang's mouth turned up, and he sneered, "I thought you were not beaten hard enough before, right? I haven't beaten you for a year. Let you recall this time."

Zhang Chong sneered, his eyes were vicious like a tiger, a tiger leaped over, and the punch was a heavy punch, the peak of the fist brushed against the tip of Balang's nose, and a strong wind blew across Balang's cheek, Balang responded Not too slow, and quickly made a side swing after getting out of the way.

After Zhang Chong practiced and trained with Deng Jiuguang and Liu Xiaoshan, he was no longer the clumsy and reckless man who only knew how to use brute force. Although he was bulky, his movements were extremely flexible. Quickly changing the direction of the fist, a fist slammed into one side of Balang's face, and the two exchanged moves, but Balang was injured more seriously, and the corner of his mouth was punched with blood.Zhang Chong was only hit in the chest and retreated two or three steps.

Pooh!

Balang spit out a mouthful of blood, with a sneer still on his face, "Boy, you've made a lot of progress in one year."

"Hey, it's still early. Today, grandpa, I have to give you a good meal, so as to give you a long memory!" Zhang Chong didn't like Balang. , the two are rivals in love, and Balang also likes Wuyun.I often go to the sea training ground to ask Wu Yun for his health.

He wanted to beat this kid up a long time ago, but he was stopped by Deng Jiuguang all the time in the overseas training ground.

The two fought again, from fistfights to wrestling. This time, Zhang Chong had a bigger advantage. Wrestling is positively related to weight, which is even more advantageous than weight in boxing.

At least Zhang Chong weighed 170 catties, and Balang was only 140 catties when he died. He soon fell into a disadvantage. Zhang Chong grabbed him abruptly, rolled over his shoulders, and hit the ground heavily. His chest was thrown so hard that he couldn't breathe. , let out a muffled grunt.

"Boy, do you agree?" When Zhang Chong uttered these words, he felt indescribably awe-inspiring. This was what Balang told him when he fell to the ground for the first time on the training ground. If so, today, he finally returned it.

Balang lay on the ground without making a sound. With his elbows violently, he moved his body forward with his hands, clamped his legs around one of Zhang Chong's legs, and pulled back violently. Then, he immediately used another A kick kicked on the inside of Zhang Chong's knee.

This is a common way of fighting in internal boxing, which was integrated into military combat by the army.

Zhang Chong's legs softened and half knelt on the ground, and Balang took the opportunity to jump up and stand up.Enraged, Zhang Chong hugged Balang's waist with both hands, trying to imitate what he just did before smashing him to the ground.

But he didn't pay attention to his feet, and accidentally stepped on a plastic bottle. His feet slipped, his body leaned forward, and he rolled directly from the four-story rooftop with Balang in his arms, and fell onto a big tent below. Well, how could a thin layer of tent withstand such a strong force from the two of them, it fell apart on the spot, and they fell heavily to the ground again.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking instantly resounded.

"Boss, I'm afraid the two of them fell hard." In the monitoring room, the watching clerk was also terrified, and took a few deep breaths.This is a four-story building with a height of more than ten meters. If you are unlucky, you will die if you fall down.

Wu Gang's eyebrows frowned into Sichuan characters, and he slapped the table in front of him heavily, and the coffee table on the table was also knocked down by this blow.

"These two brats, my own people are still so ruthless!"

At such a height, he could not die or be disabled. Their 164th brigade lost two generals in one fell swoop, and his heart was bleeding.

"Boss, do you want to send rescuers over there? I'm afraid their lives will be in danger if it's too late."

Wu Gang glanced at the screen, thought for a moment, and shook his head, "Someone has passed by, and they will be eliminated in a while. When their flare gun is fired, the rescuers will naturally pass by."

Zhang Chong was lying on the ground with grinning mouth and eyes closed, and it hurt when he moved. He struggled to stand up, but one of his legs didn't work and didn't move at all.

His heart skipped a beat, after all the last thing he wanted to see happened, his left leg was broken!

Balang also felt unwell. His head was broken, he bled a lot, and a rib was broken. He could barely stand up, but he also swayed from side to side, and he saw double images again and again. Half a step away, he fell to the ground again, his ribs were injured a second time, he groaned, and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

"Chachacha..."

Just at this moment, the sound of trampling leaves sounded, and someone came over.

It happened to be the water ghost Zhao Ziwu and the water demon Liao Yong.

"Baron?"

Zhao Ziwu was a little surprised, then his face turned and he smiled.

"Pick a ready-made one. If it's not injured, I'm afraid it will take some effort."

Zhang Chong struggled to open his eyes, revealing deep unwillingness. Balang was even worse than him. He had promised Xiang Yu that the two of them would go to Mars together. Now that the preliminaries had just started, he was about to be eliminated. up.

He wanted to move, to stand up, but his body was heavy and lifeless, as if he had been injected with lead. At the same time, his brain began to become dizzy, and the figure in front of him was dangling.

"Boss, do you want me to find you?" Shark sent Chen Yu a message through the system.

"No, you can play by yourself, and be careful, there are a few who can fight here." Chen Yu instructed.

"Ok!"

The shark cut off the connection and saw a few dangerous buildings not far away, so he walked over and wanted to climb to the top to observe the surrounding situation.

When he arrived at the bottom of the dangerous building, he was about to go up. Suddenly, he heard some movement around him, as if someone was talking. With a thought, he walked lightly and touched it quietly.

"Let go!"

Liao Yong kicked Balang's shoulder fiercely, and snatched the flare gun from his hand.

At this time, both Balang and Zhang Chong had fallen into a semi-comatose state.

"Hurry up, don't waste time, I still have to go to Xiang Yu, and that kid named Chen Yu." Zhao Ziwu urged.

Just as Liao Yong raised his hand holding the flare gun, suddenly, the bushes in the wasteland behind them shook.

Zhao Ziwu got excited and pulled out the baton from his waist.

"Who! Come out."

(End of this chapter)