Vol 2 Chapter 116: Blood Hand Slaughter

Chen Ang stood at the center of the fighting field, and naturally came to the place with the most concentrated lights. From left to right, he slowly scanned the entire stand. His eyes stayed on the alloy steel structure protecting the stand for a moment. Suddenly a corner of his mouth appeared ~ щww ~~ lā

He ignored those vigilant beasts that were turning around him, Chen Ang's voice, gently and firmly resounded the whole fighting field.

"I love this place!"

The cheers from all around stopped for a minute. The audience in the stands would never have heard this sentence. What they wanted to see was the boxer, gladiator's pain, begging, desperate desperation, they wanted to experience it. It's that kind of superior superiority, rather than someone standing in that place and telling them: I like this place.

For a while the atmosphere really became a little weird.

Until the clown laughed loudly, he shouted excitedly, "What did I hear? He said he likes this place ... Oh! I like you too. Hope you can always like this place, ha! Audiences also like you ... "Some people started screaming, some people applauded and shouted, and the clown shouted to the stand shaking arm behind him:" Let us give him a small gift and hope that he will live so optimistically forever! "

"Sir, what's your name?" The clown asked on the stage.

昂 Chen Ang waved around: "You can call me Adam!"

"Adam! God son Adam, king Adam, brave Adam, let's cheer for Adam!" The clown applauded and asked, "Why Adam, do you like this place?"

"You stand at this place and look over ..." Chen Ang pointed to the surrounding stands, and traced the shape of the protective net surrounding the stands with his fingers: "Would you think they are like a bunch of idiots trapped in a cage?" We are in the center of the stage and the most powerful place, just like the court bench. "

"When they can clearly see here, they can see them most clearly when standing here. If this is used as a gladiator arena, there is a stand, but if this is used as a stand ..."

"There is a gladiator arena!" The clown said for him.

He proudly raised the classical long-bar microphone in his hand and pointed at Chen Ang's head. He made a gesture to the surrounding stands, and overwhelmed with laughter, almost overturned the whole gladiatorial arena.

The clown Joker said in an exaggerated and marvelous tone: "Because of lack of thinking! We ushered in an interesting gladiator. He considers himself a king, and I am his funny jester. All of you here are all rubbish."

"Your Majesty the King!" The clown stood in front of Chen Ang and twisted his hips funnyly: "Please show your power!"

While the clown was talking, Chen Ang had been re-binding the white bandage on his right hand, watching the clown who had caught the nervousness in front of his eyes, covered with poor-quality oil paint, Chen Ang stretched out five fingers and pinched a fist in front of the clown's face .

The audience around him was excited. Although the clown's performance was exaggerated and nervous when he was hosting the fighting, few people did not know his terribleness. In the death fighting, the clown had an important task-to execute those illegal gladiators.

And he never missed it.

In fact, everyone admits that the clown is one of the most terrifying characters in this city, and he is also the power figure in this death fighting arena. Hosting is more of his hobby.

Everyone is holding their breath, waiting for the opening show of the clown to show everyone-the opening show.

The smile on Chen Ang's face did not know when it disappeared. Now his face is very calm. He raised his fist's knuckle smoothly. Magnetized cells and bones made the rough ten fingers harder than ordinary alloys, like Bring a pair of Zhenjinzhihu. A roar burst from Chen Ang's Dan Tian.

Stepping in the roar, the whole body twisted like a gyro, releasing the muscle's accumulated force, and the straight fist whistled out. The clown had a punch in his face before the reaction, the flesh flew open, and half of the cheekbones exploded. Stubble splash.

The clown's body flew in mid-air, and he fell heavily on the fence surrounding the stand. Half of his skull was broken, and his body twitched.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hold back." Chen Ang sighed: "It's just that your posture is too cheap, I feel very good, I will ..." Chen Ang made an apology gesture.

"Fack-"

有人 Suddenly someone shouted in the stands, and then the whole fighting field exploded.

"Did he kill the clown?"

"This is the new opening show?"

"The clown must be somewhere else, it's a new show."

The voice boiled like a blasted pot. Someone came to the guardrail to grab the clown's body, and then a more intense panic occurred. Even a few 'guy's sitting on the highest stage could not sit still, right beside The standing waiter whispered.

I soon had a few more fierce thugs rushing up. They first looked at the situation of the clown, and then surrounded Chen Aang faintly.

"You garbage! Hello!" Chen Ang smiled and waved around: "Please be quiet, everyone! Listen to me."

Although his voice sounded clearly in everyone's ears, the atmosphere at the scene was only getting more and more intense. Everyone was talking fiercely. The scene was uproar. Some people shouted, "Let the clown come out!"

Some people want to leave, and others scream in excitement.

A few thugs stepped forward, trying to subdue Chen Ang, and they threatened cautiously: "Boy, you're in trouble, you know ..." With a whisper, his head rushed up with his spine. Chen Ang, like tearing a piece of paper, easily and freely tore apart the body of everyone in front of him ~ EbookFREE.me ~ then tossed the flesh and blood to the stand, the blood rain brush fell, and the ensuing There is also a roar like Thunder from Chen Ang.

"I want you to be quiet!" With a powerful momentum, everyone closed their mouths consciously.

Chen Aang glanced indifferently at the stage until he lost sight of his eyes when he looked at him, and then he said, "I have seen enough of you, the scum, bullying the weak. I need some more Fresh, crazy stuff to stimulate the monster I was looking for-let's play a game! "

"I am the audience and all of you are performers."

"Please please please use your blood, ugliness, and life to cooperate with me to complete this game!"

Chen Ang raised her hands and pressed down slightly. All the metal at the scene was twisted and moved like a chain reaction. The guardrails protecting the stands began to twist and become entangled. Those hard alloys blocked the stands like vines. The large boxes at the top were Simpler, sturdy alloy door locked, there is no exit except the side facing Chen Ang.

"The first item in the game is called Revenge!"

"I have invited two of our guests, the murderous Dark Judge-the Punisher, the bright hero in the night-the daring man ..." Chen Ang said as he loosened the cloth soaked with blood. He gently dried the blood stains on his hands, and some salty liquid fell on the face of the clown under his feet.

"I am Adam ..."