Urban Supreme Son-in-law

Elvis sneered and saw him fall to the ground. Of course, he would not stop there. He stepped on the back of the thin man, and then grabbed his neck with one hand and pulled it up.

With a "crack", the sound of a spinal cord rupture came, and the skinny man's head was pulled abruptly to the back, and he died on the ground at a very strange angle.

"Elvis! Great."

"Elvis has another one tonight!"

"Elvis is amazing!"

The audience in the audience yelled. Many people were so excited because they bought Elvis. Of course, there were also a small number of people who were excited just because they saw this exciting scene of murder.

Elvis is really in a very good state tonight. After two games, he still has a very good fighting will, as if he has just warmed up, and is completely able to participate in the next game again.

Of course, this was also due to the fact that the strength of his first two opponents was indeed not very good, but he was already a little airy, standing in place and shouting loudly, still beating his chest like a gorilla.

After each game, the players can decide whether to continue to be the champion. At this time, under the praise of those in the audience, Elvis naturally chose to continue without hesitation.

This naturally caused a sensation in the audience. Although playing several games in a row, it must have a considerable impact on the players, and it becomes more and more dangerous as it goes later.

It's just that those spectators want nothing more than thrilling games. As for who died on stage, it has nothing to do with them.

Unless they place a heavy bet on this person, they won't care about the outcome of the game at all.

"Next!"

Elvis yelled from above that he really rarely participated in more than two games in a row. After all, his strength is not very outstanding. Every game consumes a lot of his energy, which is difficult. Go to the next game.

It’s just that today’s state is very good, so I won’t miss it.

"Elvis Presley is indeed a favorite to win the championship, and his strength is really different. Let's take a look at the next opponent. He is the black from South Africa... No, this seems to have just participated in the competition, Jiang Shengling! This is his. Real name? Obviously not domineering at all!"

At this time, a host started shouting, holding a piece of paper in his hand and began to explain.

"But since he has the courage to participate in the competition and catch up to our ring, it means that he must be a warrior too. Let us applaud him."

The host tried his best to adjust the atmosphere of the scene, but unfortunately, no one paid any attention. They paid such a big ticket to watch the game, and they wanted the thrilling and **** scene.

Instead of calling in a few unknown players who don’t know what to play on this, it’s a waste of their time and money.

"Where did Jiang Shengling come from? This is not a temporary worker invited by the organizer. Isn't there any one of you anymore?"

"Yes, this must be a temporary worker who has been hired for the back of the pan. Is it to ask someone to waste our time."

"I think there is no one here, so I called such a rubbish, I spent so much money to come here, is it just to watch **** matches?"

"Put the organizer, but it's okay, so we place a heavy bet on Elvis, Elvis, it should be no problem to kill this person within ten seconds."

The people in the audience began to talk, and the host was able to feel the dissatisfaction of the audience at this time, but he was helpless and could only speak as roundly as possible.

"It can be seen that everyone has great opinions on this man named Jiang Shengling, but since he dares him to be on this, it means that he is ready to die. Then we applaud to see him off. Please Jiang Shengling to leave the factory!"

The host yelled, as if already knew the fact that Jiang Shengling would die, and no one would doubt this. To dare to come here is to be prepared for death.

And at Jiang Shengling's level, I am afraid that going up is equivalent to sending him to death.

Many of them also wanted to take a look at the gap between ordinary people and these professional players, thinking, maybe this was deliberately arranged by the organizer, just to let them truly feel themselves and the killing machines on the stage. The difference.

Soon, the lights hit the exit of the preparation hall, and Jiang Shengling came out of that exit, and everyone could see him immediately.

Jiang Shengling did not seem to be special from the outside, and even felt a little delicate, not to mention that compared with the killing machines on the stage, a strong man on the street looked stronger than Jiang Shengling.

What's more, Elvis himself is an American. In addition, he was a fitness coach and even a basketball player for a period of time. Not to mention that he is extremely strong, but looks quite tall, and his weight has already reached. Two hundred kilograms, the whole person looks extremely terrifying.

In this contrast, Jiang Shengling looked really bad. Although in fact he could still see the muscles after taking off his clothes, these muscles appeared to be much smaller than those of fitness coaches.

It's just that people with a discerning eye can see that these muscles on Jiang Shengling's body are quite tight, and they are outlined vertically and horizontally. Although there is no big piece of Elvis, they are densely packed. Such muscles are more powerful.

It's just that most of the people watching here don't see much, they just know that the bigger the better, in this contrast, of course, they think that Elvis has an overwhelming victory.

I feel that Jiang Shengling's level is just about the same as his own, maybe he is really just a temporary worker.

"Damn, really **** called a temporary worker to fool us, what does the organizer mean?"

"I think they just put the temporary workers' lives on the wrong side. Isn't this going up to death?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether they take their lives or not. What I want to watch is the game. If this kind of person is on the court, what kind of viewing experience is there."

"I have to say that this little handsome guy is in good shape. I really like it. Why do you participate in this competition? Why don't you come here to train me and pay you 100,000 yuan a month!"

Among them, some rich women took a fancy to Jiang Shengling and said with regret.

However, most people are very dissatisfied with Jiang Shengling, thinking that he is purely here to make trouble and waste their time. They just want to let Elvis kill Jiang Shengling quickly, so as not to waste time. In their eyes, Elvis kills. Jiang Shengling didn't even need a few seconds.