Tokyo The Avenger: The Black Crowes Climax

The other teams did not know the winning and losing venues

, and at this moment, in his eyes, only the 90 people who came up with a wicked smile were left,

through Zuozhi's strategy and implementation.

The venue and Qiandong led a team to successfully surround a full 40 people.

But the number of people on the other side is really too much, and

no matter how much you run, there is nowhere to run.

The reckless field and the straight-faced Chito, with four people standing on each of their left and right sides.

The 20 members of the Ichiban team, after repeatedly attacking, finally made a mistake, and

12 team members were dragged in front of them by Hiroshi Hanquan and others by their hair like clothes.

Looking at the members of the Ichiban team who were treated roughly

, the heart of the field was completely filled with anger

, and he tightened his long loose hair again, and

grinned the corners of his mouth evilly

, "Qiandong, it's been a long time since you've joined forces."

Qiandong also smiled

, "I can't wait."

The field stiffened his waist suddenly, his hands drooped slightly, and he exerted his strength fiercely, even with the green tendons on his neck

, he took a deep breath of blood in the air, and a sneering smile appeared at the corner of his mouth

, "Ichiban,

kill !!" and "kill !!"

Although this cry is very small compared to the crazy 90 people who charged like a torrent in front of them.

But the power contained in it is not allowed in the slightest.

Yin is vicious, fierce and violent! The

shadow of the fist in the sky enveloped the field and other people with fierce intent, and the scarlet scarlet emerged under the wanton wielding of the baseball bat.

In the face of the fierce impact of the siege

, the venue was dangerous and wonderful, interspersed and walked, but did not receive the slightest trauma.

His toes hit the ground, and his whirling body shot up like an eagle striking the sky, and his arms shook and flew down.

Pointing directly at the arrogant face of Hiroshi Hanizumi!!As

if breaking through gravity

, with a sassy breath, with an evil spirit

, the momentum of the fall has just appeared

, and the field tiptoes are violent, stomping on the shoulder of a small Karami, and swaying towards the front to take off again.

Hiroshi Sakaizumi's face changed from arrogant to stern, and then to frightened now.

He couldn't imagine what kind of transcendent posture the venue had, it could cross a full 90 people

!! the venue looked at Hanquan Hao below, riding the falling wind, his hands were clasped into fists, like a sledgehammer

, crazy freehand, covering the sky, falling snowflakes

scattered around the body, as soon as they fell around the field, it was instantly dissolved,

and was completely melted in the blood of heaven and earth by this hot deflagration blow!!

A series of tricky and vigorous attacks, a series of juggling and strange killing moves!

Hiroshi Sakazumi's strength was so weak that he was instantly knocked to the ground by the field

, spitting blood from his mouth, without the slightest of the posture he had shouted before.

The venue directly grabbed Hanquan Hao's neck with one hand, and

pinned his hands with his right hand like a twist, controlling him tightly.

The mad face was full of smiles, but the sheer strength of his hands brought out a bone-twisting sound,

which contrasted sharply with his smile.

"Ah!!!!!!h

His hand was pulled by the field, and he was directly dislocated under the huge force!!!

it hurt!!

so painful!!!!

"Let go!!let me go!!

" "Please, let go!!"

"Ah!!!!!"

Hanquan Hao's voice begging for mercy over and over again gradually echoed in the ears of [Black Sinner],

his chief, did he fail again.

Is this the total length of yourself? . . .

Looking at the manic laughing field in front of them,

the hearts of the 70 people instantly sprung up with a thought.

If he were a member of Dongwan, how handsome he would be.

If you were a member of the field, how arrogant you would be.

Their chief who was so wasted that they could no longer be wasted was defeated by Dongwan's cadres again and again.

was even easily subdued

, and now he doesn't even have the power of the chief at all, crying and begging for mercy.

Just like this??? they

stopped their movements one after another !!! besieging and killing everyone in front of them,

and their eyes met one by one, and they made up their minds in their hearts.

Suddenly!!

, waving his baseball bat, he turned his head and smashed at the 20 people who were still rushing forward.

Everyone's face is full of lightness and anticipation.

Today's 20 people are their votes!!

the members of the Ichiban team who were all ready to fight to the death were all blankly looking at the 70 people who suddenly reversed the momentum, and

they all looked down three times, what are these people?

Snowflakes fell on his hair, making it even more heroic.

"Brother Field's personal charm is too strong. ——————————

Yasuhiro Muto's big hand wrapped a person's head fiercely

, "poof!!

" slammed into the solid ground

, and with a twitch of his body, the man's eyes rolled and he didn't move!

There was a series of metallic thrashing sounds, and around him, 30 figures had collapsed crookedly.

Although they are all panting, but at this moment, their life is worse than death!!

everyone has suffered the most terrifying blow, and the ferocity and brutality of Muto Yasuhiro are even more decisive than his own chief.

Even, there is a feeling more than Shibayama Shibayama!! Shibayama

did not panic at all, he had already taken out a wooden baseball bat

in his hand, the lewd smile appeared, his

eyes bulged angrily, the bloodshot was like a worm, one by one, pouring into the eye sockets, rounded

behind him, facing Muto Yasuhiro with his back to him in front

of him, "Feel the despair, Muto

!!!" "Bang!!! "

The wooden baseball bat broke directly under the crazy blow of Shibayama!!!

This heavy blow on an ordinary person is likely to directly cause paralysis!!

Yasuhiro Muto's side is full of sawdust, and the splattered wood chips are directly inserted into his cheek.

Muto didn't even snort, he

raised his hand and pulled out the sawdust that had been sharpened into his cheek one by one.

With each pull-out, a bloody mouth emerged, dripping outward

with blood, and in an instant the blood covered the entire cheek, and

the momentum of Muto's mountain-like condensation continued to rise

, and every time a wooden thorn was pulled out, Shibayama's arrogant smile would be reduced by one point.

Because, he felt the most primitive sense of crisis, a sense of death that he had never felt before.

The man in front of him will beat himself to death, and he will beat himself to death.

Under the gradually dissipating smile at Shibayama's bottom, these terrifying thoughts that he couldn't believe kept popping up.

Suddenly!!

before he could react, he saw a big hand that had pinched his throat,

and the most primitive sense of impact and the ferocious oppression of the bison made Shibayama terrified to the extreme.

"Let go of !!"

Shibayama's fear of death prevailed, and the half-section of the baseball bat in his hand still had sharp spikes.

Without any hesitation, he frantically stabbed forward.

"Puff

-" "Puff-" "Puff

-"

keeps stabbing in, pulling out, stabbing in, pulling out.

The brownish-yellow wood had turned blood-red, and Yasuhiro Muto's muscular chest had been watered with blood.

But under his lifeless eyes, there was not the slightest trace of pain.

The big hand under the pinching of Shibayama continued to increase and tighten.

Shibayama has gradually suspended in the air with Muto's force

, and the terrifying scene is that

Muto Yasuhiro lifted Shibayama up with only one hand!!

and the blood on his chest and face fused together

, Muto is terrifying to the extreme

, like the 'vertical demon' in the chainsaw horror, judging the sin and evil in the world.

Shibayama's frantically attacking hand had gradually stopped, hanging weakly in the air

, his tongue was unnaturally outward

, his eyes were spitting out, and his face was also dark blue and purple because of the vigorous kneading of Muto like an iron gate.

This state is exactly the same as the symptoms of hanging!!

only a faint and imperceptible wind breath is left between the noses.

But Muto's big hand still doesn't stop, it's still gathering strength,

he wants to strangle Shibayama to death!!He wants to pinch his throat!!

"Let go." The

three-way spring thousand nights who rushed suddenly grabbed Muto's sturdy arm and persuaded him hurriedly

, but Muto seemed to be in a rage, there was no movement

, only the huge force in his hand, increase, and then increase!!

"let go !!!!

".