My little brother is the protagonist

Pfft!

Akang fell on the ring with blood under his body.

Red Poison withdrew his blood-dripping hand, stretched out his long tongue, sucked the bloody smell on his fingers, and showed a happy expression.

The audience in the audience vomited.

Shocked and disgusted!

"Who else wants to challenge?"

Red Poison indifferently wiped the blood on his hands with his cloak, and looked around the audience with a smile.

There was silence in the audience, and when he met Hong Poison's sunken and blue eyes, his heart trembled.

Unspeakable horror invaded the heart.

Watching Akang's kidney being pulled out and crushed, people who have never seen the darkness have long been frightened by this scene, who would dare to step forward.

An Yi said in a deep voice: "What kind of phoenix is ​​that, what is the background of this uncle."

Ding Renfeng said hastily: "The killer of the United States has learned the art of killing. A month ago, the masters of Yunzhou City were ambushed and killed. It is rumored that this person did it."

"I'm not from Xia, no wonder I'm so arrogant." An Yi nodded and said.

Only then did he realize that Red Poison had a hooked nose, deep-set eye sockets, slightly curly chestnut hair, and pale skin, obviously not from the Xia Kingdom.

"I have heard for a long time that Xia Kingdom is a country of ancient martial arts, and there are so many masters! I didn't expect that there is not even a single man of kind. The huge underground boxing field can't pick a man."

Hong Poison continued to provoke, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Several boxers in the rest area had angry eyes, but when they met Hong Poison's cold eyes, they quickly lowered their heads.

Akang is already the strongest group of masters among them. If he is not even the best general, the others will probably have to blow up their waists.

Countless spectators in the boxing ring fell silent.

Many of them are knowledgeable and know that this person is Red Poison.

So many warriors have fallen in his hands, let alone ordinary people like them.

Ding Renfeng threw away his clothes and cursed, "You son of a bitch! I'm going to get rid of this bastard right now!"

After Yaoji saw it, he quickly hugged his waist: "Brother Feng, be careful, be careful! Brother Long is already in a wheelchair, you can't have any more accidents."

"Yaoji, let me go!"

"Don't let it go!"

An Yi waved his hand and said impatiently: "Don't make noise, someone has already gone up."

As soon as these words came out, Ding Renfeng and Yaoji turned their eyes to the ring.

On the ring, there was a pale young man in a white practice uniform.

He is indeed a young man, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old, with an immature face, probably three or four years younger than An Yi.

With an immature and sickly appearance, there is really no threat.

"What are you doing, why are you a hairy child, isn't this sending you to death!"

"Laugh at other hairy children, you can do it!"

"Whoever dares to go on a horse, it's okay to be beaten up, this bastard pays for his pockets, and his kidneys are gone after a fight!"

The entire underground boxing ring became noisy.

Countless people talked about the young man, obviously no one was optimistic about the young man.

There are a few perverted guys who are even looking forward to the scene where this boy is beaten by the red poison.

After all, the red poison is bloody, which is quite in line with the appetite of some dark people.

Hong Poison looked up at the young man, and couldn't help but sneered, "It's just you, what's your name?"

His eyesight is not bad, the boy's footsteps are flimsy, his complexion is weak, there is nothing awesome about him, he looks like a sick child.

Don't talk about him, I'm afraid even boys of the same age can hold him down and beat him violently!

"Fang Jueming!"

The boy in the white exercise suit said coldly.

Although his voice was soft, there was a bit of killing intent.

"Surnamed Fang? It seems that the guy I fought with before is also surnamed Fang. What is his name Fang Cunxing? Unfortunately, I broke his neck because I overestimated my strength."

Red Poison said with a look of aftertaste.

Fang Jueming said in a deep voice, "He is my father!"

When Hong Du heard it, he immediately understood, and said with a smile: "Are you planning to seek revenge from me?"

Fang Jueming did not speak, but clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were bloodshot from hatred.

"Tsk tsk, overestimate yourself, come on!"

Red Poison Jie Jie laughed, his voice was extremely unpleasant.

He's just a killer, but he doesn't have the habit of respecting the old and loving the young!

In the stands, An Yi had a strange expression on his face.

He has the eye of detection, and he can clearly see that Fang Jueming's destiny value is 80!

This number is already high!Ordinary people are generally sixty, and seventy is rare, and there are only a few people who are over eighty.

Could it be that this kid is also the Son of Destiny?

An Yi pinched her chin, lost in thought.

"drink!"

Fang Jueming suddenly launched an attack on the red poison.

With a thin body, he showed amazing explosive power, and his punch was like thunder.

Hong Poison took a step back and caught it easily, but his expression was surprised: "Flash Fist! So you can do it too!"

One punch was blocked!

Fang Jueming was not discouraged.

Another punch came one after another!

Red Poison raised his other hand and blocked the attack with his arm.

The heavy force shocked him slightly.This kid's strength is probably not weaker than his dead father!

He has come into contact with Flash Fist.

Triple fist strength, one punch after another superimposed!

Every punch is more powerful than the previous punch!

This kid's fist strength is obviously not weak.

Fang Jueming's third punch followed immediately!

Red Poison sneered, it was just a triple punch, he was familiar with this move, when his father was exhausted after the third punch, he caught the opening, broke his neck and died.

He didn't choose to take this punch hard, but dodged it.

And at this moment, Fang Mingjue's fourth punch had already landed on the red poison's abdomen!

boom!

The sound is not small!

Red Poison's body took several steps back and forth before he managed to stabilize himself.

It's all right!

After Fang Jueming saw it, his complexion changed slightly.

"Come on, but that's it."

Red Poison raised his hand indifferently, straightened his cloak, and smiled: "I said before, Xia Guo's ancient martial art is just a sham! It's useless! Your father still admired ancient boxing before he died!! Bah!"

"You are not allowed to insult my father!"

Fang Jueming's face was icy cold, like an angry beast that was cornered.

Red Poison laughed and said: "That piece of trash, obviously not that material, but still learning martial arts, still has the guts to challenge me! It's just a harmless waste, if you kill it, you'll kill it!"

Fang Jueming's face was flushed, and his body trembled with anger.

His father was not very talented, but he spent his whole life in martial arts, and the Flash Fist was their family's unique skill!It is also the dignity he defends to the death!

When Hongdu repeatedly insulted Guwu, he resolutely shot.

Although he died tragically at the hands of Red Poison in the end, in his heart, he is still an indomitable hero!Now he is repeatedly insulted by the red poison!

At this time, a sharp and thin hand struck like a long snake, piercing through his chest!

It was the figure of Red Poison!

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Fang Jueming!

Red Poison slowly withdrew his bloody finger, and said with a cold face: "I said before, waste is waste!"