"Crack! Crack!"
Ivis used his trousers as towels and slammed them, as if he had turned the ring into a taming ground.
"call out!"
With a hand swing, his pants flew away flexibly, he wrapped around werewolf Marcole's ankle, and pulled it hard, almost pulling it down.
"roar……"
Marcole raised his foot and wanted to take Avis down, but was played with by Aigou. He suddenly let go. Marcole's center of gravity was unstable and took a few steps back.
This empty gate was enough for Avis to take advantage of the situation, fly up and hit the werewolf's strong chest.
"Foshan's shadowless feet!"
Ivis has never competed with the werewolf, and he wanted to give him unexpected surprises!
"Bang--"
Marcole was directly knocked to the ground, hugged Avis's feet tightly before falling to the ground, and turned over to press Aigo.
“1,2,3…”
Guamins outside the court began to count, and temporarily decided to use boxing rules to see that Aigou would be overwhelmed for a few seconds.
“Huff…”
Ivis felt that he was about to be flattened. The air in his lungs was hard-won. He used his hands and feet together and struggled hard. He pulled off many wolf hairs and could make several dozen wolf hairs...
"8!9!10! Lost"
To count to ten, werewolf Marcole let go of Ivis and howled, "Roar! (Six to one!)"
"Damn! Six to one! Let you have a game! Stop losing a point and hurting your self-esteem."
Ivis' self-esteem.
"There are eight games, and there are two more games. I won't give in. You can just make a move, haha, I'm not really serious about playing."
"Ao Ao! (P!)"
Marcole learned to prepare for the fighting posture of Aigou, with his palms guarding his head, pressing down the center of gravity, and his feet shoulder-width.
"Oh! The wolf is so teaching, come here."
Aigou hooked his fingers at Marcole, and the werewolf rushed over immediately and flew around his left and right fists.
Ivis accurately tilted his head to avoid it, or reached out to block it.
"Bang!"
After knocking out Marcole's wolf claws for the Nth time, Ives finally moved -
He grabbed the fur under the werewolf's armpits with both hands, lifted his knees and rushed towards the werewolf's belly.
The werewolf who was close to the battle was not to be outdone. He waved the wolf's palm of the palm fan and grabbed Ivis' knee.
Avis broke free like lightning, and then hit the opponent's stomach with his knee.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
After a few strokes on his stomach, Marcole gave up the rescue of his stomach and bent down to hug Ivis' strong waist and lifted it up suddenly.
Ai Gou's legs were facing the sky and his head was raised into the air. His waist was astonishing, and his legs were folded back to a 45℃ angle, just like performing acrobatics, with the reverse scissors feet hooking Marcole's neck.
Then use force on both legs, as flexible as a swim snake, "pull" himself out of the werewolf.
"Your foot, scissors!"
Then, Avis shouted loudly, and his upper body swept to the ground with his upper body tightly clamped Marcole's neck, leaning on his waist to bring the strong werewolf down.
"Bang!"
"puff!"
Both of them fell to the ground, and Ivis grabbed the werewolf's wrist with both hands and twisted it hard.
He pressed the werewolf's armpit and used the Kimura lock in the fighting, and subdued Marcole.
The werewolf could not move, his left hand was pressed and his right hand was restrained.
The brute force in my body was like being tampered with a hole, and it couldn't be used at all!
"Eight to one! One game, you lost badly!"
Ivis made a declaration of victory and felt extremely happy.
He seemed to overwhelm his surname Shengli, but he knew it was not easy to win.
Marcole has an absolute advantage in figure, and the animal has strong instinct attack power. If you are not careful, you will be thrown out or hit by the big wolf's claws.
Ivis avoided attacks by relying on the flexibility and speed he has developed over the years.
Every time you take the initiative, it is difficult to escape the opponent's counterattack.
Marcole's combat power is far above Tiger.
The child was a little stupid and was deceived twice by "Carl is here" and "Wolf is here".
"Hello, come back! Uh... I barely pass, I'll take you to dinner!"
Ai Gou pretended to behave and gave a high evaluation in his heart. He showed a strong performance on the surface, all of which was acting.
"Ao."
The sturdy werewolf slowly shrinks his body like an obedient big dog, his face gradually becomes clearer, and his mane fades away little by little...
The fingers and toes joints have returned to humans, and the burst muscles have slowly calmed down.
“Fighting is fun, I want to learn.”
The werewolf boy couldn't wait to express his desire to follow the steps of the strong.
Avis took off his heavy protective gear and said, "Take it slow, you can't beat me, you can beat them more than enough."
This sentence successfully angered the detectives and inmates who were paying for liquidation.
Everyone had a very consistent thought: the young man gently quit the literary world in person, and the people on earth all opposed it.
"Gugu...gurulu..."
Just at this moment, the sound of belly sounds burst into the sky.
The man, wolf, Marcole and the dog, exchanged a tacit look that was eager to go to the canteen, and ran to the locker to change clothes...
The bigger the heart, the bigger the stomach.
Aigou and Marcole, two dogs, are humans. One can eat thief and the other can eat plus. They are enthusiastic about the liver rice that is drawn from left and right, and once again breaks the record of the uncle and aunt in the canteen.
A table full of porridge and noodles rice, from a distance, it looks like a meal...
After the soup was full of food, Avis continued to take the wolf cub to visit the forensic department.
At this time, the young forensic doctor Adams had already gotten off work gloriously, and the man in charge of the colorful white coat Nazel.
This forensic doctor with a very temperament in the underworld has black green eyes, black purple lips, and the head-up pattern on his forehead, which is just like no one.
If it weren't for his white coat, the wolf cub Marco would have thought that this terrifying uncle had just finished eating the body.
"Uncle Nai! You're at 8 o'clock today. It's such a coincidence that the newcomers from our group will come to see the corpse and eliminate food."
Avis slipped into the dissection table skillfully, and the entrance machine beeped.
Nazel walked over and swiped the card, but the machine stopped ringing.
"A gun murder case, the murder weapon is at the scene."
Naizel was not interested in living people, living wolf and living dogs, so he stared at the male corpse on the dissection table. Due to the presence of Aizel, he had to introduce it.
On the dissection table, on the stainless steel plate next to the body, there was a short hunting rifle.
"Winchaster M912 Shotgun!"
Ai Gou, who had been in the shooting class for a few days, recognized him all at once.
Although he was full of brains when studying, he was a top-notch player in fighting, guns, gossip, and stealing. He was always smart and flexible in these minor matters.
Marcole exclaimed: "Officer, is this...is this common?"
"You recognized it after taking gun class. This gun looks very special."
Ives wanted to say that he remembered several types of guns, one of which, but he did not want to destroy his image as an expert.
"Why is the body white and swelling? Has it fallen into the water?"
Aigou asked.
He can only ask what he sees based on his limited professional knowledge.
Although in Marcole's opinion, it is already very powerful.
Before Carl knew it, he brought the prodigal son Avis on the right track and slowly became a qualified police detective.
"Snap out of the lake."
Nezhel doesn't like living people coming into the anatomy room, which is concise and concise.
"Hey, there is a wound on your head. Is this gun the ballistic test?"
"Well, the inflammation caused by anaerobic bacteria and the influx of the lungs were not dead when they were thrown into the lake."
Chapter completed!