Gu is crazy, and he has not used the power of critical strikes in Marcus's violent attacks, because he is not worthy of the opponent's critical strikes.

Facing the corpse of Gu Crazy, all the Kangba people bowed deeply to their bodies, with a touch of sacredness on their faces. This was the one who died for Kangba and deserved the highest courtesy. His name will be engraved in the hearts of Kangba people forever and will be passed down from generation to generation.

Two Kangba people walked to Gu Feng's body with white cloth, covered it gently, and then tied it in with a red rope, and then the two Kangba's oldest men were carried on their shoulders and walked towards the village.

This is the habit of the Kangba people, white cloth and red ropes, to show respect. The corpses will be placed first, and a ceremony will be held before they will be burned to ashes and left behind ashes.

"It's too weak, too weak." Zhukov said to the Kangba people with a smile: "I thought you will improve in twenty years, but unfortunately, there is still no progress at all. Marcus did not use his full strength at all. If he wants to use his full strength..."

"There are boxing matches? Why are the nightclubs becoming more and more unique now?" The drunk Xiao Yuanchao interrupted Zhukov's words, pointed at his nose, and said with astigmatism: "You are... the dealer? Lose money! I won! Hahaha..."

The drunk Xiao Yuanchao still remembered his bet, reached out to ask Zhukov for money, and still came over to ask the other party for money.

Looking at the drunkard standing in front of him, Zhukov frowned and said to Li Xian: "This is a very serious battle. Why should a drunkard be released? Do you want to use drunkards to disturb the audio-visual? Hahahaha..."

"Laughing at you uncle!" Xiao Yuanchao shouted at Zhukov with a mouthful of alcohol: "I have placed a bet, I have won, I will accompany my money immediately! Otherwise, I will smash your broken store. Do you know what I am doing? The underworld!"

"Hahahaha..." Facing Xiao Yuanchao, who was standing three meters away in front of him with a mouth full of alcohol, Zhukov laughed and waved his hand.

A Kangba murderer came from behind, stood in front of Xiao Yuanchao, separating him from Zhukov.

"What are you... going to do?" Facing a murderous weapon, Xiao Yuanchao's wine seemed to be much more awake, and his voice seemed to be trembling.

"Take your drunkard back, he is not qualified to die." Zhukov smiled.

After hearing this, Li Xian had not reacted yet, and Xiao Yuanchao was angry first.

"Die? Do you think I will die?" Xiao Yuanchao stared at his red eyes and turned his head to Zhukov and said, "Old guy, don't think you're awesome if you have a bodyguard. I can do that guy kicks his legs too!"

The angry Xiao Yuanchao shook his back two steps, but he couldn't control it. He took four or five steps to stabilize his body.

"Uh..." A hiccup came out, and the smell of alcohol drifted.

Zhukov's murderous weapon had no expression on his face, and he stood there as if his body was as steel as he stood there, motionless. But as long as Zhukov gave the order, he would tear the drunkard in front of him to pieces without hesitation, so that he could not die again.

"A little...a little...sorry, but I can kick my legs too, really, I can..."

As he finished speaking, Xiao Yuanchao jumped up and kicked his legs in the sky, then slanted his body and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing Xiao Yuanchao falling, Zhukov shrugged and smiled.

"Smiling grandpa!" Xiao Yuanchao, who had worked so hard to get up, was really angry and cursed.

It doesn’t matter if you are embarrassed, you are even ridiculed. This person is really lost! There are so many people and so many eyes looking at him, and he is simply thrown away.

Xiao Yuanchao, who threw the person home, was so angry that he was about to curse him, and immediately bent down and opened his mouth wide.

"Vomit...Vomit..."

The sound of vomiting came, and Xiao Yuanchao vomited out a mouthful of white wine, which exuded a pungent smell.

"One kick!" Xiao Yuanchao wiped his mouth and raised a finger forward with force.

The action of the finger-up is exactly the same as that of Marcus after he killed Gu Feng. The only difference is that one after winning and the other without any results.

Zhukov shook his head gently, looking disdainful, as if he was looking at a clown.

But Marcus stared at Xiao Yuanchao and frowned slightly.

Smiling again? Zhukov's smile made the drunk Xiao Yuanchao even more angry, and the consequences of the drunk Xiao Yuanchao's anger were very direct and simple, and there was nothing more direct and simple than this.

"Swish!"

Xiao Yuanchao's legs were raised without any signs, simple and neat, without any fancy.

But this simple and quick-witted legs instantly made everyone present tremble, and their hearts couldn't help but shrink, and even their breathing was instantly held!

Too fast, too fast, completely to the extreme.

If Marcus's legs can create unprecedented cruel beauty in an instant, then Xiao Yuanchao's legs are trembling and thrilling.

There is no beauty at all. There is only overbearing and arrogant, and there is only an absolute speed that cannot be surpassed!

"Bang!"

The murderer's forehead was covered by the front of Xiao Yuanchao's feet, making an extremely dull sound. And the dull sound was mixed with the sound of bone cracks. But the sound of bone cracks was covered tightly by the muffled sound of the foot and forehead collision.

The murderer's eyes suddenly popped up, staring at Xiao Yuanchao for a long time, and blood began to flow downwards slowly, and his body, like a steel, fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

The body collided with the ground, making a second muffled sound, and the murderer lay there motionlessly, dying through.

The expression on Zhukov's face froze. The smile and disdain that still remained strongly collided with the incredible in his pupils. Under normal physical performance, the eyes were always one step faster than the expression. It was fierce, powerful, and violent collision!

He knew better than anyone else about his killing weapon. Apart from the four killing weapons brought by Marcus, they were almost the four strongest people in Zhukov's training camp. But one of them was kicked to death without any counterattack!

Kangba's people showed their expectations and hopes slowly. They knew that Xiao Yuanchao was the one who could save Kangba.

"This...uh!" Xiao Yuanchao, who kicked the killer to death, burped heavily, put his hands on his waist, and repeatedly pushed his hips at Zhukov, and shouted loudly at the rhythm of the thrust: "This is it time for you to be satisfied!"

"You are the one who controls the critical strike?" Zhukov pushed Xiao Yuanchao tightly.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yuanchao shook his head in a daze. When he saw Li Linglong walking here, he instantly got angry and screamed: "Village girl! Where is my wine? Call your boss, I'm going to smash your broken shop today!"
Chapter completed!