Everyone is thinking about one question:

If it were you who was on the field now, would you have fallen down long ago?

…

The little patrolman's feet felt weak.

Now, he finally understood why the detective didn't let himself stop them!

…

Samba, this is passionate samba!

The dance party has reached a new climax with the beginning of samba music!

The slave trade brought Samba from Africa to Europe and the United States.

The American dance king Fred Astaire made this dance popular in Europe and the United States.

In Shanghai, more and more people are beginning to come into contact with this strange and wonderful dance.

This is a passionate dance that can mobilize the atmosphere of the whole place.

Wild dance.

Here, people are in a state of dissipation and dissipation.

Here, let’s dance together!

…

Xu Zhu and Wu Sibao both lay on the ground.

There are injuries everywhere on the body.

The two were still struggling to crawl toward each other.

You stab me with a knife, and I'll swing an ax at you.

However, both of them were soft when they waved.

If it hits the body, not to mention stabbing the opponent, even a hair will not fall out.

But they are still fighting!

As long as there is breath left, we must fight!

So many brothers are looking at me.

"hey-hey."

An agent from No. 76 jumped out, stretched out his hands, indicating that he had no weapons: "They are all gone, can it be over?"

"It's over, it's over!"

A killer from Five Elements Seven Kills Thirteen Eagles also waved his right hand: "You pull your people, and I'll pull ours, two come out from each side, and the others retreat!"

"Who dares to pull..."

Before Xu Zhu could finish speaking, the sharp knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Almost at the same moment, Wu Sibao could no longer hold the ax in his hand.

No one wins.

No one loses either!

In this battle, the names of Xu Zhu and Wu Sibao resounded throughout Shanghai!

From now on, there will be no number one killer in Shanghai.
Chapter completed!