The male protagonist stole my fiancée, so I stole her home

Zhou Yun smiled but said nothing.

The reason why these spectators pressed on Huo Pao was because they did not know Cheng Dama.

Although Dama's body was impressive, whether he could really fight or not had to be judged by facts.

And those who dared to come out and fight with Dama face to face, who could get to this point, must be very capable.

Unlike those ordinary thugs, these were all gold medals of the Shen family, and they were particular about killing skills, and they would kill when they attacked, so the big guys were not very useful.

The reason why they cheered was because they seemed to see the scene of Dama being torn into pieces, and they were too excited and roared.

In the octagonal cage, when they faced each other, Huo Pao could feel that Dama was very scary, and it was definitely not as simple as being strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

He was not as happy as the audience, but was under a terrible pressure. He felt that he was facing a martial arts master, who was very open and unreasonable.

This feeling had never appeared in his career of fighting black boxing, so he became extremely serious.

"Brother Dao said that if I could beat you, he would give me one million. This money is really not so easy to get." Huo Pao said solemnly.

Cheng Dama sighed and said helplessly: "You'd better give up this idea. You can't get this money."

"My big boss won't let me lose, and you don't mock me. I don't want to kill you."

Huo Pao actually used to despise his opponents and make harsh words before the game to interfere with his opponents' spirit.

But he didn't do it this time because he felt too much crisis.

"I haven't heard of you. What did you do before?" Huo Pao planned to ask the bottom first.

"I'm moving bricks at the construction site." Cheng Dama said honestly, "I'm a bodyguard for the big boss now."

"Moving bricks?"

Huopao was speechless for a moment, feeling that he was being teased. This guy was lying to him.

The person who could give him such terrible pressure actually used to move bricks!

The audience had almost placed their bets.

The door of the octagonal cage was completely closed. There was no referee inside, and there were no restrictions or discrimination in the fight.

You can use any means as long as you can make the opponent lose combat effectiveness or kill the opponent.

The rules are so simple and crude!

As the sound of the iron gate closing sounded.

Huopao attacked directly without any greetings, just to take advantage of Cheng Dama's ignorance of the door, so he wanted to take the lead!

He used all his strength, burst out with the speed of a cheetah, clenched his hands into claws, and wanted to crush Cheng Dama's throat.

This seemed to be the only undefended weakness.

The main reason was that Cheng Dama was too tall, and it was impossible to hit the back of his head.

However, although Dama looked clumsy, he was actually very smart in the fight, and his eyes showed a gleam that was not usually seen.

Then, like thunder, he stretched out his palm and slapped the oncoming head of the cannon fiercely.

Accurate, fast, and rough!

With a dull bang, before the audience could react, the cannon hit the iron net of the octagonal cage like a kite with a broken string.

The entire octagonal cage shook violently, and the cannon's body slowly fell down. His head was tilted out of shape, and only the violent breathing was making a sound. His eyes bulged out, like a fish out of water, which was unbelievable.

The whole place fell into a state of silence, and it only took three seconds from noisy to quiet!

This is terrible.

Cannon can keep fighting in this place, so he must have kung fu, at least he is a top player.

In many bloody fights, although there have been several defeats, he avoided the vital points and did not lose the ability to continue fighting.

This time, the opponent was too rude and unreasonable. This slap was like a rocket launcher, which could knock the 150-pound cannon flying.

"Lost just like that? I didn't have time to see it!"

"What's going on? What's going on! Ah? Am I hallucinating?"

"Cannon is one of the top fighters in my mind, and it's gone just like that?"

"Who is this guy? I'm stunned!"

"You're still stunned. I just looked at the bet I just made and didn't have time to hold the warm ticket. I just wanted to slap myself hard. I cried!"

.......

Then, the audience made incredible comments. Although they lost money, no one dared to despise Cheng Dama. He had won respect with his own strength.

Soon, someone entered the octagonal cage and dragged the cannon out.

Daozi's face was ashen. Seeing his people lose so easily, he felt the difficulty of Dama.

He took a deep breath, tried to keep smiling, returned to the stands, and asked Jin Qinghu: "Brother Hu, we've already competed, let's call it a day."

"What? I haven't seen enough, and you're gone with a slap. Your Shen family is too rubbish, that's it?!"

"So weak? You have the nerve to let me go? I'm not having fun today, and my brother Zhou is not having fun either!"

Jin Qinghu pretended to be angry, but in fact he was already very happy in his heart, constantly putting pressure on Daozi.

"If your Shen family really has no one, then forget it, but today's incident will definitely spread throughout Yuncheng tomorrow morning, and the Shen family's face...tsk tsk."

Jin Qinghu changed the subject, his face full of teasing.

Zhou Yun watched the show from the side, and it was interesting. He felt that he was helping the tiger. It felt good to be a villain.

The villain is not hateful, but what is hateful is that he is on the opposite side of himself.

If it is one of your own people, sometimes you will find that he is cuter than a cute girl.

Jin Qinghu was showing off his power and constantly mocking, saying that the Shen family was like trash.

Daozi couldn't stand it, no matter how cunning he was.

Jin Qinghu shouted, "I'll give you a chance to fight in a round-robin battle. You can't win even with so many people coming up, right?"

"No way, the place can't be so bad, right?"

Daozi took a deep breath and said, "Then I hope you don't feel bad, Brother Hu!!!"

Daozi went down and found three more good fighters, each of whom had a fierce face, knotted muscles, and a fierce aura.

As a result, none of them blocked a move in front of Dama, and they were all slapped away.

The fourth one finally came as a meat shield type, taller and stronger than Cheng Dama, and the ground was shaking when he walked.

As a result, the meat shield was hit hard by Cheng Dama's elbow, and it instantly turned into a pool of weak meat mud, which blasted the octagonal cage off the ground and flew into the crowd of spectators, injuring many people.

This was the first time this happened. The whole audience gasped in surprise and their heads went numb!

Cheng Dama sighed and said in a straightforward voice: "How many people are left? Come on together. Don't waste time. I still have to protect the big boss."

"You are all too weak. You are not good enough. If the big boss hadn't ordered me to do so, I wouldn't come down. You are all trash."

Cheng Dama was very straightforward, but his words were arrogant, but he had the capital to be arrogant.

Discussions began to rise, and everyone was guessing who the boss that Dama was talking about was, and who had such great ability to subdue this dinosaur.

No, Tyrannosaurus Rex!

Someone has already given Cheng Dama a nickname, just like the king of beasts, unmatched!

And the owner who can command such an existence is even more terrifying!

Daozi was sweating profusely. He didn't have the face to go to the stands to face Jin Qinghu. He felt that the Shen family had lost face and was very uncomfortable.

"Since he said we should attack together, then let's attack together!"

"Damn it, if I don't destroy him today, how can I still have the face to stay in the underworld!"