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Broly threw three more punches, one of which was dodged, and the remaining two punches all hit Daimon Goro's vitals. He let go of his hand, letting Daimon Goro fall to the ground and gasp.

"This move is not bad, but your ki is already weak, and you still need to use this trick of dispersing ki. Why don't you concentrate your ki and use it?" Broly raised his voice.

Daimon Goro wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up. Although these three punches were extremely heavy, under the protection of Qi, they would not cause him to lose his fighting ability directly.

"drink!"

Daimon Goro cheered up, shouted, opened his hands, and pushed towards Broly like a mountain. Through the previous fight, he had discovered that Broly was not as hopelessly strong as the video information given by Kingpin. But Broly's punch speed and nerve reflexes were too fast.

If the fight is not dragged into a close fight, he will just be played around with applause.

Broly turned sideways to avoid the push, his muscles and bones roared, and he hit Daimon Goro's chin with an elbow.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Qi of both sides collided violently, and they dug deep pits one after another on the ground, with gravel flying everywhere.

Broly has long muscles and strong strength, giving him an advantage in strength. Daimon Goro has been training hard for more than 20 years, and he dares not slack off even for a day. His energy is stronger than Broly's. After Daimon Goro calmed down and fought steadily, the two sides traded dozens of moves, with no outcome in sight.

The two men were almost turning into two phantoms in Filippoto's eyes as they flew up and down, making it impossible to see their movements clearly. He hid behind the wall with trembling hands, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.

"Mr. Bullseye! Green Goblin, Green Goblin has appeared, and Mr. Daimon Goro is fighting him! Please take action quickly!"

In the underground wine cellar, the two mercenaries who had been tortured were covered with bruises, and four of Filippoto's men were playing cards together. Bullseye, on the other hand, plays Russian roulette with Jack Hammer.

With trembling hands, Jack Hammer put a revolver to his temple and pulled the trigger.

"Click!"

There were no bullets in the wheel. Jack Hammer breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the pistol to the opposite side, picked up the whiskey in front of him, and drank it in one gulp.

Bullseye, who was sitting in front of him, picked up the pistol, opened the barrel of the gun skillfully, and turned the wheel, which rotated at high speed like a top. After closing the gun with a click, he aimed the bullseye at his temple and pulled the trigger very casually.

"Click!"

There were no bullets in the chamber.

"Your luck is really weird. You haven't blown your head off after playing more than twenty times. This is so boring."

Bullseye looked at the revolver in his hand, opened the chamber, and loaded four more bullets into it.

"It's more exciting this way. The probability of surviving is one in six. I wonder if your luck will still be that good."

He said, pushing the pistol in front of Jack Hammer.

With his gun stabbed in his back, Jack Hammer picked up the pistol, feeling a conflict between heaven and man in his heart, wondering whether he should point the gun at his own head or aim at the bullseye in front of him.

At this moment, the underground wine cellar they were in suddenly shook violently, and a large amount of dust fell from their heads.

"Is there an earthquake?"

Bullseye stood up and looked at the ceiling in confusion. Soon, Filippoto called.

"Green Goblin, it's really interesting. He actually came to the door." He said, raising a huge rectangular gun box at his feet and placing it on the table: "Speaking of which, besides Green Goblin, you also have two Companion, I wonder if they are ambushing me? But logically speaking, they should not know my existence yet."

"This is the fight I want!"

Broly said excitedly. He dug his feet on the ground, his muscles all over his body became strong, and he thrust an extremely strong and violent elbow towards Daimon Goro like a spear.

His martial arts ability is extremely high. In just a few minutes of fighting, he has already tended to integrate the Wolf Fang Wind Fist and Satan fighting skills.

Facing this battering ram-like elbow attack, Daimon Goro could not avoid it and could only resist it with his arms.

The elbows collided, and the joints cracked. Broly's extremely aggressive energy was like a drill, piercing through Daimon Goro's energy, and the remaining energy went straight into the body, causing crazy destruction.

Daimon Goro was in pain as if he had been shocked by electricity. He trembled all over and retreated continuously. His feet were like iron plows, rolling up the soil plowed on the ground before stopping his retreat.

"What kind of monster is this!"

He looked at his arms. After blocking the elbow, the muscle fibers in his arms were torn apart by the air. Even the hard arm bones had cracks. The pain was so painful that he could hardly exert any strength.