Huang Zhiqiang knelt on one knee and raised his head. Just as he was about to get up, a shoe with a lot of egg yolk was still clinging to him, so he lifted it fiercely on his chin.


    The scream did not have time to send out a sound, Huang Zhiqiang, like an electric shock, suddenly turned back from the ground.


    In the process of turning back, there was blood splashing out with dozens of broken teeth.


    When Li Nanfang kicks out this kick, he can actually kick Huang Zhiqiang, who is flustered at the moment, to smash his chin and kick him to death.


    Then, no matter how he plays, Huang Zhiqiang has to cooperate.


    Li Nanfang didn''t want to do that.


    More than a thousand spectators spent so much money to watch him fight. Naturally, they hoped to see a bloody, wonderful and long-term visual impact of the high-quality competition. He kicked Huang Zhiqiang into a loser, which is too sorry for the audience.


    No.


    To be exact, it''s the money that the audience bet on Huang Zhiqiang.


    Boss Li is a good man - I really don''t want to leave with the money donated by the audience, but he doesn''t let them enjoy the visual feast they should enjoy.


    Shen yunzai, standing in the supreme box on the second floor, ignores Huang Zhiqiang, who has been kicked to the ground. His cold eyes just stare at Li Nanfang.


    When Li Nanfang first came to power, Shen Yun was looking at him and his eyes were familiar.


    When he showed his name in a coquettish way, Shen Yun suddenly realized that this was the bastard who helped the South Korean people''s face when they gathered in the Castle Peak branch of South Korea youth entertainment to make trouble.


    If it wasn''t for his grandfather''s hindrance, Shen Yun would have gone to Qingshan as a walking show leg model of the southern group.


    She felt that she had been generous enough to let Li Renzha see the first beautiful girl in South Korea before he died and make a show for his products.


    She only knew her grandfather very well, but ordered her not to act without authorization in advance, before knowing the true origin of Li Nanfang.


    Shen Yun doesn''t want to hear -- no, he has to endure.


    Seeing that she stayed in China again, if she didn''t give her a little work, she would probably run away from home. After going to Huaxia to find Li NanFang''s trouble, her grandfather arranged to come to Thailand to inspect the underground boxing ring.


    It''s just that her grandfather never dreamed that she would meet Li Nanfang here.


    Will it be good to meet Li Nanfang here?


    God knows.


    Of course, Shen Guiyun was staring at her dead lips, but she didn''t know.


    At this moment, she had to admit that her grandfather was right. Li Nanfang was not just an angry youth as he appeared on the surface.


    He is a master.


    Terrible master.


    Huang Zhiqiang, who is regarded as the best Taekwondo player in South Korea, is being abused by him like a stinky sock.


    Change the abuse of flowers.


    Li Nanfang has never been as cool as he is now.


    He has been killing people since he was 15 years old. He can''t remember how many people he has killed so far.


    But every time he kills, no matter how heinous the other side is, Li Nanfang, who is deeply influenced by his teacher''s mother''s instruction, respects the minimum human nature.


    In short, he will use the simplest means to let the enemy die in the lightest pain.


    Killing people like that - it''s not fun.


    Now he can enjoy himself.


    He believes that even if his teacher''s mother is on the stage and sees him abusing Huang Zhiqiang in such a way, at most, he just closes his eyes and doesn''t stop him from playing with human nature.


    Because Huang Zhiqiang is no longer an individual.


    How can a person who is not a man or a woman, who is cruel and arrogant by nature, be regarded as an individual and has the human nature of a normal person?


    What''s more, it is clear that Li Nanfang doesn''t need to borrow the magic of black dragon to fight against a strong enemy. Black dragon wakes up and down in his limbs, roaring excitedly, urging him to treat Huang Zhiqiang with more colorful means.


    Li Nanfang didn''t know that whenever he ignored human nature, the black dragon would automatically wake up, control him, and from the perspective of the devil, consider problems and attack the enemy.


    Li NanFang''s eyes began to turn red. He was laughing.


    But all those who saw his facial expression could not help shivering, as if they had seen evil spirits and monsters from ancient times.


    Li Nanfang grabbed Huang Zhiqiang''s neck with his left hand and punched him on the chin.


    Huang Zhiqiang did not scream because his chin was dislocated.


    The pain made him more sober than ever before, and the fear he had never had also prompted him to make an instinctive counterattack. He hit Li Nanfang hard in the heart with all his strength!


    Li Nanfang can avoid it.


    He doesn''t hide.


    When the devil is in a big hair, he will ignore all the pain from his body. Just like the remoulding soldiers without pain nerves, Huang Zhiqiang, who is trapped in despair, punches and kicks at him slowly. His right hand reaches into his mouth above his dislocated chin.Huang Zhiqiang wants to shut up and bite.


    A dislocated jaw won''t follow his brain''s command.


    He raised his hands and took the hand that held him by the neck, trying to break it off.


    That hand is like cast with pig iron, still pinching his neck.


    For Huang Zhiqiang''s desperate struggle, Li Nanfang responded with a friendly smile - just like Huang Zhiqiang had beaten the disabled Qingshan police officer. He was full of noble demeanor.


    His right hand, grabbing a tongue.


    Huang Zhiqiang suddenly wake up, Li Nanfang this is what to do, desperately to retract his tongue, more want to cry out, beg people to let him go.


    A man with a dislocated chin and a hand in his mouth can''t say a word.


    Just like Huang Zhiqiang no matter how hard he retracts his tongue, he can''t carry it. Li Nanfang slowly pulls his tongue out of his mouth.


    Li Nanfang pulled his tongue out, very slowly, very slowly, like some reluctant - but without a little pause.


    The scene of more than 1000 people was silent.


    They all looked at the ring with their eyes fixed on the ring. They didn''t dare to breathe for fear of attracting the devil''s attention. They suddenly fell down and grabbed him by the neck and pulled his tongue out of his mouth.


    Pull it slowly.


    There was no pause.


    How long will a person''s tongue be?


    No more than ten people at the scene knew how long their tongues were.


    Now we all know how long a person''s tongue is - because Li Nanfang has pulled Huang Zhiqiang''s tongue out of his mouth slowly and forcefully!


    How tough is your tongue?


    It should not be inferior to a cowhide belt.


    Who can break the leather belt with your bare hands?


    There shouldn''t be - but now there are.


    Blood, like a fountain, suddenly gushed out when his tongue was broken and sprayed on Li NanFang''s face.


    Of course he can hide.


    But I can''t hide.


    Because it looks so bloody, more than a thousand audience on the scene, don''t they all like the bloody scene?


    The kind Li Nanfang, for the sake of money, tried to satisfy their wishes.


    After throwing the broken tongue under his feet, Li NanFang''s right hand rubbed Huang Zhiqiang''s smooth and delicate back. After wiping it, his left hand pinched his back neck, bent down, and his right hand held his legs, knees and bends, and held them high above his head.


    Looking back, to Bai ling''er who has been scared to be silly, Jie Jie smiles, and suddenly puts Huang Zhiqiang down. At the same time, his right knee has been raised.


    Click!


    After the sound of a fracture that could be heard in all corners of the venue, Huang Zhiqiang turned 45 degrees from a rather strange angle, and still did not send out any screams, just like a scarecrow.


    After his tongue was pulled out, his man was dead.


    Li Nanfang also tortured his body to satisfy the strong demands of the audience.


    As if throwing garbage, the body was thrown on the ground, Li Nanfang stepped on the body''s neck with his left foot, and forced it!


    Well, now it''s lunchtime. It''s not too bloody.


    "Ouch


    I don''t know who it is. I can''t stand the cruelty any more. I hold my stomach in my hands and I bend down to vomit.


    He vomited and turned on the vomit switch - the sound of vomiting was heard all around.


    Bai ling''er is vomiting. Her colleagues are vomiting. The leader in charge of sealing investment is vomiting. In the supreme box on the second floor, Shen Yun covers his mouth, staggers back a few steps and squats on the sofa with a plop.


    Compared with the audience at the scene below, it may be due to a layer of glass. Shen Yun''s bloody visual impulse is much worse.


    It''s like watching a movie.


    No matter how frightening the bloody scenes in the movie, they also lack the real feeling of the scene.


    Therefore, Shen Yun didn''t vomit uncontrollably like many people below.


    She just wants to run away!


    For a moment.


    In an instant, she was so grateful to her grandfather that she could stop her going to China Castle Peak alone.


    Otherwise, she may be ahead of Huang Zhiqiang and personally "enjoy" this inhumane blood.


    But when he suddenly stood up and tried to get out of the door, he stopped his steps and remained silent for a moment. He turned around and looked at Li Nanfang on the ring outside the window.


    Li Nanfang is like a professional butcher. He is just like a professional butcher. He just has no knife. He has to step on the pig''s left leg with his left foot. He grabs the corpse''s right leg with both hands, and is about to exert force upward. The girl screams with fear from behind: "Li Nanfang, don''t!"


    A few months ago, in the small car class duty room of Qingshan kaihuang group in Huaxia, Li Nanfang, a demon, was about to forcibly occupy Bai ling''er when she once screamed something to wake him up from the magic barrier.


    Now, her scream, once again, has the lightning effect of tearing open the dark clouds. Li Nanfang, who is about to tear the dead pig into two pieces, is motionless and her eyes are clear."I''m sorry. I scared you."


    Li Nan threw away the dead pig''s right leg, turned to look at Bai ling''er, said sorry.


    "Lee, Lee, Lee -- let''s go."


    Bai ling''er, who was frightened by extreme fear, couldn''t say Li Nan Nan Nan''s name and asked him to go with him.


    "Good. It''s full of blood. It''s sticky. I''ll take a bath


    Li Nanan nodded and went to the dull bell waiter. In a consultative tone, "borrow your clothes and wipe your face?"


    The bell bell bell waiter''s thought had already stopped turning. He just stood there as if he had been forced to do so, allowing Li Nan nan to lift up his clothes and clean his face.


    "Thank you."


    After thanking Li Nanfang, he took out some notes from his pocket and put them into the waiter''s pocket.


    Mr. Li is a reasonable man. He has to pay for his dirty clothes.


    "Can you give me the water, man?"


    Li Nanfang lifted up the rope and was about to drill down when he saw a young man holding a large bottle of mineral water in his hand.


    This water was originally used by boxers at halftime.


    The little brother nodded, stiff handed over the mineral water.


    He poured the water on his face and rubbed his hands together. Li Nanfang asked Bai ling''er with a smile: "is this more handsome?"


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