My Cell Prison

The head of the fight club, the holder of the letter F, the absolutely free Mr. Francis.

He was also arranged to provide direct support to the invaded world and break the "world blockade."

Francis' fist has a very good effect on breaking the "blockade of the world". Without him, the blockade time is estimated to have to be extended by a whole day.

Naturally, the support has ended in failure,

When they broke the blockade, the world had been swallowed.

Because he was in a depressed mood, he chose to go to the Black Tower Club for a full massage service.

The length of a massage is a whole day.

At the end of the massage, he didn't bother to wear this suit, which symbolized failure.

Wrapped directly in the bath towel in the clubhouse, just walk back to the [Fight Club]... If someone on the road casts eyes, whether of the same **** or the opposite sex, he will take the initiative to unfold the bath towel to show off.

Take an absolutely confident step, and occasionally come to an awkward dance.

Just when Francis returned to the club,

An assistant with legs all over his body, and even his fingers as a ‘leg structure’, arrived in an instant with an ultra-fast speed that affects time and space.

The assistant even had pupils in the shape of the soles of the feet.

"Boss, welcome back! This is a record of the events that happened during your absence at the club, and nothing major happened."

"Nothing big, I won't watch...

Find five guys who have recently won "ten-game winning streak", are not seriously injured and have reached the king level, and warm up with me.

Unexpectedly, the methods used by the out-of-control are so tricky. Before the next [World Blockade], I have to adjust my state and try to break the black film in a shorter time. The previous appearance is too embarrassing. "

The assistant immediately took out a tablet-like tool to search for members.

Ten-game winning streak, healthy, king-level so-called main search term.

Member information that meets the requirements will be projected in the air,

Just when the search is complete, the assistant is ready to send notice to these qualified personnel in the ‘owner’s name’.

His foot-shaped arm was held down by the boss.

Because in the pop-up window of the search results, there is actually a young man who is very interested in him.

"What? This kid Nicholas has reached the king rank? And is he still in a fight... When I check his fight, I will go over and take a look."

"good."

The assistant who found the route immediately led the boss.

The assistant is very curious. There are so many kings in the club, why the boss cares so much about this young man.

Because of his dedication to the internal and external management of the club, and various incidents of debris,

I don't know the identity and background of the members at all, and I don't pay much attention to the new members who have joined in recent years.

While leading the way, he also quietly switched on the detailed membership information of ‘Nicholas’.

Two pieces of information alone made him almost beaten.

"What! A mature body joins the club under a "special recommendation" without a leader, and it will be king in ten years!

At the same time, he was the only candidate for M... I didn't even notice this person. "

Francis also directly expressed his favor,

"Nicholas is a perfect combination of black tower and alien elements, and his talent has exceeded my greatest estimate.

It's no wonder that Charles has also put part of his mind on this recently, and has repeatedly negotiated with the doorkeeper in private. "

"Chief Charles!? This man actually values ​​this kid too."

"Don't talk about Charles, I also value it very much... It's just too troublesome and I don't want to get a foot in it."

at this time.

Francis and his assistant, wrapped in only a bath towel, came to the fighting area.

There were five circles of spectators inside and outside, and even some department managers and regular winners were attracted to the scene.

Many people did not even notice the arrival of the boss due to the fascinating watching.

Until they feel someone pushing from behind,

Angrily turned his head away and was about to scold someone,

Only then did I realize that the boss’s muscular belly is pressing against their backs.

When I looked down, there seemed to be something against them in the towel wrapped around the boss's lower body.

Not only did the back feel cold, but the rear court also began to ache.

"boss!"

"Shhh! Be quiet, don't disturb the people on the court."

The boss just stretched his muscular belly and came to the forefront with a bath towel.

The assistant, with legs and legs all over, also followed him.

"Oh! The West Essence can be forced to such a degree, and the dangerous instinct has caused the [Throne] to be vaguely revealed... Can this situation turn defeat into victory? Nicholas."

Many joints of Han Dong's body are penetrated by slender bone spicules, which greatly reduces the efficiency of action.

The center of the chest is also penetrated by a whole thigh bone,

Even so, Han Dong still did not fall, and still maintained the same fighting posture.

There were more or less cracks in many bones of the western marrow, but none of them were broken, and his physical condition was obviously better than that of Han Dong.

However, Xi Jie's mentality has undergone a great change.

"Why can you still put on a posture? Obviously all joints and acupuncture points have been sealed.

Not to mention there is a "thigh bone" that runs through the chest. The bone quality should have spread all over the body long ago. Why can it still be moved? Why are the eyes still so determined? 』

The fractures in the bones of all parts of the western marrow body were all attacked by Han Dong's left arm.

"From the beginning of the fight to the present,

This guy kept his right arm as a shield and his left arm as a spear... it was indeed a very wise choice.

My "golden bone" is immune to almost all physical attacks. The blood-filled right arm is ineffective against me, and only the left arm can break through the defense of the golden bone.

It's better to cut off your left arm directly, and the outcome will naturally be divided. 』

The western marrow quietly changed the structure of the arm's bones, striding forward.

Whoosh! Take the initiative to attack.

Xi Jie is an agile type, extremely fast, almost instantly close to Han Dong,

Combining the previous fights, he has conceived in his mind Han Dong's method of moves. UU reading www.uukanshu. Com's attention is all focused on Han Dong's "Death Left Arm".

Once the left arm gives an attack, he is confident to make a "perfect dodge" and cut it off.

really,

Han Dong's actions were exactly the same as the previous few times.

First pass the right arm in front of him, cooperate with the body, and give a frontal collision, trying to break the balance of the western marrow.

When the impact is complete.

The left arm that shed the black breath was like a spear, and gave a quick punch.

"come yet!"

A kind of throne, supported and accumulated by gold skeletons, emerges behind the western marrow.

The blessings brought by the throne allowed him to instantly maintain his balance and avoid perfectly!

at the same time,

The right arm bone undergoes a morphological change... Om! The arm bone turned into a golden blade.

With a slash, his left arm exuding black air fell down.

"Take it down!"

Just when Xi Jie stared at the severed left arm and felt joy.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Han Dong who was on the side holding a smiling face, and a small voice slowly overflowed from Han Dong's lips.

"Mr. Xisui, finally waited until you turned your attention to your left arm... I'm sorry."

In an instant,

A sense of danger overflowed West Marrow's body, as if blood was infiltrating every inch of his bones.

Between Han Dong's already charged right arm, the bright red blood vessels that almost burst out of the arm are all over the skin... The blood cells flowing inside are actually sword-shaped.

Snapped!

A punch hit the skull of the western marrow, and half of the blood vessels on the surface of the arm exploded.

The blood mist disperses in the fighting arena,

The shattered skull of the western marrow flew out of the field along with its skeleton body.

"good!"

Among the crowd of onlookers, the boss was the first to applaud.

Due to the large movement range, the bath towel slipped to the ground during the clapping process...