The lights sprinkled from the high ceiling of the venue.

The figure opposite was neither tall nor strong, and it was even more inconsistent with the word "burly". She just stood quietly, like a young student staring blankly under the tree on campus, ordinary but inconspicuous.

But because it was similar to the figure he hated and fear the most, Tian Xingtian's mood suddenly became extremely bad. His face was gloomy and he lifted the rope. He listened to the start ringing sound in his ears, and walked towards the opposite side to tear him to pieces.

The figure moved at the same time, and took a step forward in a very ordinary way, bent his knees slightly, and kept a very close distance between his legs. He made a strange-looking position, as if an invisible rope was tied between his knees.

Tian Xingtian roared violently, raised his right arm like a stone tablet, and slammed unreasonably and fancyly at the other party's head. For a real master like him, all close combat skills are fake, and only strength is the most powerful weapon.

The ordinary man standing opposite obviously had a different fighting philosophy. His feet were rubbed against the table at extremely high amplitude and frequency and he crossed his right hand strangely from his armpit, stabbing him like a sharp sting.

This is the third and last game, which will determine the winner and lose the boxing match and the final winner of this Bermuda Blood Fire Moon.

However, neither of the two people in the boxing ring had the consciousness of this. They were not nervous or even took it seriously. They walked into the boxing ring with confidence, and made the first move simply and even casually.

What makes people feel cold is that the following lightning scenes finally only confirm that Tian Xingtian's confidence and randomness are so ridiculous.

This battle-hardened deputy commander of the special forces special forces, known as the third in Philadelphia, showed his style as a strong man when he stepped onto the ring, but he was pitiful after making the first move... he could only do this move forever.

His shoulders were slightly heavy, and his strong right arm had just been raised. Before he could even pose for the slightest step toward him, the ordinary man opposite had already rushed to him like silence and lightning, and then a storm came.

The fingertips slaughtered Tian Xingtian's weakness, raised his elbow slightly and hit him horizontally, and then stepped forward again. The knee tip topped the inner thigh, and the left fist came from unknown where it came from, hitting Tian Xingtian's side face like a hammer smashing a walnut.

The ordinary and inconspicuous figure came in silence, fingers like a storm of wind and fists, the movement gap was extremely fast and each movement seemed so precise, fast and accurate beyond the imagination of normal people, and more like a machine.

This fist wind and rain came too quickly, so fast that many people felt their eyes were blurred, as if at that moment, an ordinary man stepped forward and attacked every part of his left elbow!

In less than a second, the ordinary man seemed to have dozens of arms in an instant, loosening them like a hard branch, and landing on Tian Xingtian's face, lower abdomen and nose at the same time!

Tian Xingtian was indeed very strong, but in the face of such a terrifying attack, he could not react at all, and raised his right arm in vain and opened his terrified eyes.

A more accurate description of the situation at that time should be: Tian Xingtian, the third master in Philadelphia, was stunned by that ordinary man, or was beaten to death.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

A string of crisp striking sounds are as rhythmic as the sound of firecrackers, but because they are too dense, they only explode in the ears of monosyllables.

The ordinary man withdrew his steps before his steps and stood calmly.

Tian Xingtian in front of him still maintained the posture of raising his arms and raising his momentum to hit him, but at this moment this posture looked so absurd and pathetic, like an uncomprehensible performance artist who took off his clothes and played the statue, but finally found that his lower body was not majestic, so he was ashamed.

Before she could express her shame, grief and anger with tears or expressions, Tian Xingtian's stiff body suddenly collapsed like a statue at the bottom of the seat being pulled off, and his strong body collapsed limply with the soles of his feet as the axis.

His body fell heavily on the surface of the boxing ring, making a muffled sound.

The force that hit his body like a storm before, and with this impact finally came out, his clothes curled like burning pieces of paper, and then cracked and danced with butterflies.

The clothes were shattered and flew, and Tian Xingtian's naked body was covered with bruises and blood was flowing through the broken nose bridge, like a bloody peach. He tried hard to open his swollen eyes like a peach, but he could only narrow two small slits and look at the face in the shadow above his head.

He didn't see the face clearly, but saw the pair of small eyes that had turned into a nightmare, and the other party's small eyes were definitely not like him who was beaten out.

Tian Xingtian made a roar in his throat, and he looked at the other party in a panic and cried like crazy: "It's you! It's you! It's you again!"

With the last strength, he shouted sadly. The third master in Philadelphia could no longer hold on and fainted without knowing life and death.

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The lights in the ceiling still enveloped the boxing ring, although they were dim but quiet, as if they had not seen the previous scene that was terrifying, or they had no time to see the scene clearly, because everything happened too quickly.

The venue was silent, hundreds of people looked above the boxing ring, their faces full of incredible expressions. Many of them didn't see clearly what was going on, and found that everything was over.

The ordinary figure stood quietly in the boxing ring like a student, with hands hanging on both sides of his body, as if he had never made any moves. However, not far from him, the terrible body of the Philadelphia master proved everything.

The last game ended even faster than the second game. The gap in strength shown by the two sides can no longer be described as an overwhelming advantage.

In front of that ordinary man, Tian Xingtian was like a scarecrow tied up tightly, and this unilateral storm was extremely humiliating battle, and it was more like an angry parent teaching a disobedient naughty boy a lesson.

It was still quiet like a dead silence, and people stared at the inconspicuous figure in their minds, secretly guessing who he was.

In the box on the top floor of the venue, Li Wei looked at the figure in the center of the boxing ring with great excitement, holding the railing tightly with both hands, and blue veins appeared.

He thought he would lose this boxing match, so he and the orphans had the only way to die, so he made the decision to die together.

When he made a decision, he was full of tragic and unrestrained intentions and was not afraid. However, the situation between the parties has changed drastically and he didn't have to die. How could he not be excited?

How could he not be excited when he saw the figure that had not been seen for years together?

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In the box opposite, Mr. Descartes' slightly obese face looked heavy under the dim light. He angrily threw away the red wine glass in his hand, pointed to Tian Xingtian, who was unknown to life and death in the boxing ring below, and asked in a cold voice:

"What's going on! He didn't say he was the third best player in Philadelphia, how could he make a puddle of mud? What a waste."

The subordinate official wiped his cold sweat next to him and explained in a trembling voice: "It seems that Colonel Tan's enemy is indeed very powerful, and I don't know where the other party found it."

Descartes looked at Ji Huo in front of him and the Bermuda members and said in a deep voice: "Who can give me an explanation?"

I thought it was just a hand-play boxing match, but suddenly it developed to this point. The huge benefits that were about to be obtained suddenly turned into a bubble. The local Bermuda giants in the box were shocked and extremely angry, but no one dared to show it in the face of the question from the federal government representatives.

Ji Huo looked at the figure in the boxing ring with a look of expression and said, "According to information, the master of Akita who Li Wei spent money to invite from Mingxing Li is definitely not an opponent of Cop Tan, and it is even more impossible to be so powerful."

He hesitated for a moment and suggested: "Mr. Descartes, it seems that this matter needs to be discussed for a long time. We must first find out who the person in the boxing ring is."

Descartes frowned and suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "Everything must be over tonight. If you are not sure to eliminate the lone ghosts on the other side, the special forces I lead this time can join the battle."

Ji Huo was shocked and hurriedly persuaded: "Mr. Descartes, you probably don't know the rules of Bermuda. This bet is notarized, I wish..."

Before he could finish the word "will be willing to accept the loss" by saying the four words "I waved indifferently" Descartes cut it off, and said in an unquestionable tone: "In front of the federal government, there is no rule. Your Excellency the President requires you to take action as soon as possible."

In the dark box, the Bermuda conference giants looked at each other silently, seeing the anger of being despised in each other's eyes, and seeing a lot of helplessness.

Descartes held the railing and looked at the figure in the boxing ring, and said cruelly: "I don't know if you can still be so cool when you were shot to death."

Just as he said this, the ordinary man in the boxing ring raised his head, looked at the position of the top box, and shook his head.

After walking into the ring, he always lowered his head slightly, and even when he was conducting a terrifying attack, he still maintained this posture.

At this time, when he raised his head, the straight light hanging from the roof fell on his face for the first time. The gentle and dim light illuminated the face that was absolutely not handsome, reflecting the clear and firm lines of his face, and those small eyes.

This face is very ordinary and has no characteristics, but when paired with those squinting eyes, it becomes the most famous face in human society.

In the venue in a depressed and quiet state, the moment the light illuminates this face, it seems more deadly than before, and then there is a tsunami-like exclamation!

The gambler slapped his head in shock and shouted, "It's that person!"

The waitress covered her lips in shock and held back her screams. More people exclaimed in an unexplained mood: "It's Xu Le! Why did he come to Bermuda!"

Descartes stood by the railing of the boxing boxing, looking at the face under the lights of the boxing ring, clearly looking at the other person and shaking his head, his body suddenly became stiff.

The cruel smile on his face had long disappeared, leaving only endless horror.

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(Chapter 2 before six o'clock.)
Chapter completed!