"ah!!!"

No. 33 let out another scream. I don’t know how many times it was because Chen Shan succeeded and hit the buttocks again. From the initial hot feeling to the constant dripping of blood, No. 33 wants to swallow Chen Shan’s heart alive.

Although Chen Shan's face was swollen and had a lot of redness and bruises on his body, he was coughing from time to time because he was hit to his lungs. However, his condition was obviously much better than No. 33. The main reason was that Chen Shan dared to attack and sometimes dared to replace the injury, but No. 33 didn't dare to change it any longer.

No. 33 of the crotch and buttocks always pay attention. No. 33 dared not make too big moves, because he was afraid of pulling the wound even more open, because Chen Shan used his toes to poke in with his toes before. That was the toes.

I almost hurt No. 33.

Chen Shan, who is completely in charge of the initiative, no longer seems to be nervous. He adjusts the rhythm and prepares his full attack. The previous ones were all foreplay, but now the focus is.

"Ha!" Chen Shan rushed to No. 33 with all his strength. It seemed to be attacking the crotch, but in fact it was No. 33's chin. This is also a point where Chen Shan's force is better at attacking. If you slap in the face, it is a bit of a loss to adjust the height of the punch. It doesn't matter if you can't beat No. 33 in one go. As long as you can hit it, the effect will be the same for a few times.

"Bang bang bang!" The sound of fists and muscles colliding. No. 33's footsteps were always cautious, but this time he didn't expect Chen Shan to attack him on the upper plate. This made No. 33 suddenly seize the opportunity to make his foot. However, the moment he raised his foot, a severe pain came from his crotch and buttocks, which prompted No. 33's force to be slow and weak. After Chen Shan discovered it sharply, Chen Shan sank his body and hugged No. 33's raised leg and clamped it in his arms. Then he stopped hitting it, pulling the leg tightly and running away...

"Ah!!!" A miserable scream resounded throughout the iron cage. No matter how No. 33 adjusted his posture, it would affect the injury on his buttocks.

"Puchi!" Chen Shan was running, always paying attention to No. 33's mental state. Just when No. 33 was crazy and wanted to get up but was pulled by him, Chen Shan took the opportunity to kick the wound on No. 33's buttocks.

Chen Shan was also very excited. He kicked the lower half of his foot in. Chen Shan didn't hesitate, kicked it in and pulled it out, and then kicked it in again...

Blood was flowing all over the ground. No. 33 didn't know whether it was humiliation or pain, but in everyone's eyes, he chose to hit the ground with a head heavy.

With a "bang", No. 33 directly flowed out of blood from his head, and then his eyes closed without saying a word.

"Huh!" Chen Shan took two steps back, shook the blood on his feet, and gasped. He hadn't fought so hard for many years, but it seemed that his trick was quite effective.

Chen Shan didn't think about trying to test whether No. 33 was really dizzy. He just wanted to win, but the requirements were not high.

With the referee's announcement, Chen Shan walked out of the iron cage with relief. He turned around and glanced at the spectators and gamblers. This time everyone's shouting was not as strong as before, and they all looked at him with a strange look, which made Chen Shan helpless. He didn't want to use this trick. He just wanted to live.

"It's not easy to force your opponent to be self-harm." Young Master Qi sighed and his evaluation of Chen Shan immediately rose. It's not that the perverted guys who did not torture your opponent before, but that they are all in a situation where their physical advantages are absolutely superior. In contrast with Chen Shan's already disadvantages, they can actually force your opponent to be self-harm. After all, they can see clearly. It's really difficult for Chen Shan to put down No. 33 according to the usual ways. Even if Chen Shan can win in the end, it's impossible to win as easily as he is now.

"Something a trick." Gao Liang's evaluation was not low. In his later observation of Chen Shan, Gao Liang found that Chen Shan also had quite strong explosive power and agility, and his martial arts skills were also good. However, Chen Shan used this method to win the game, which really solved the battle with the smallest loss, although it was indeed not very interesting...

This trick is probably not going to be used even if you know it. It's a bit too much...

Until Chen Shan's figure disappeared from everyone's sight, those who bet on No. 33 were calling this big black man a waste, while those who were waiting and watching and not betting on both sides sighed that they missed a chance to make a fortune, and as for Chen Shan, there were very few.

The wind has not stopped, and the sky is getting darker and darker. The stadium has already started planning to suspend the game today. After all, if it rains, the spectators and gamblers may not be willing to stay and watch the game and bet. Several stadiums have begun to plan to suspend the game, but the stadium of Mr. Qi and others will not stop. First, there is Gaoliang to win No. 1 in seconds, and then Chen Shan No. 33. Everyone's atmosphere has been ignited. It depends on the current situation that there will definitely not be too few bets in the next game.

In this game between Chen Shan and Zhao Xin, the dealer made a lot of money. As long as everyone is happy, the stadium provides all the tools that can be provided, such as raincoats, they are all given for free. Anyway, that kind of one-time is not worth the money.

After hearing the clamor, Chu Zixian stared at the entrance of the passage. When the two players in the next game were taken out by the guards, Chu Zixian finally saw Chen Shan with a swollen face coming in. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to Chen Shan happily: "Great Master Chen, it's really great that you won."

Chen Shan also quickly came to Chu Zixian and nodded heavily, then said to him: "You must win, we said we would go back together."

"Yes." Chu Zixian also focused his attention and asked Chen Shan again: "Zhao Xin...?"

Chu Zixian looked at Chen Shan with anticipation and asked. Chen Shan shook his head and said, "I didn't see him. When I went out, the person was gone. The blood in the iron cage was simply cleaned up. I don't know if Zhao Xin is dead or alive."

"Let's go." At this time, the guard said to Chen Shan in Thai. In fact, he didn't know that Chen Shan knew Thai. He just said it habitually, but he poked Chen Shan with a gun. Even if he couldn't understand his words, he could know what it meant.

"Zixian, you must win." Chen Shan walked into the end of the passage to wash and change clothes. When he came out again, he said a few more words to Chu Zixian before being hurriedly driven away by the guards.

Zhao Xin’s life and death are unknown, but now Chen Shan and Chu Zixian have become the closest people.

After two more games, Chu Zixian was finally called to the number. As Chu Zixian walked into the iron cage, a flash of lightning flashed in the sky, followed by a "boom" thunder sound. The air was full of wetness, and it should be raining.

On the 44th, he lost 0.3, and on the 66th, he lost 3. After the odds of another round came out, the gamblers in this are already crazy and started to place bets for Chu Zixian with a little red eyes, although the person Chu Zixian faced was much more than him.
Chapter completed!