It was not until he got in the car and sat down that Xin breathed a long sigh. Although he seemed to be chatting and laughing just now, the pressure in his heart was imaginable when facing a decisive hero like Su Pan, but in the end he still grabbed Su Pan's seven inches because this old man really wanted to win.

Xin looked at Chachai, who was sitting aside in a mess, and suddenly laughed. He thought that the method and momentum of Kanchai were considered a character, but unexpectedly he was just a lackey under his disciple.

He was not stupid or stupid when he guessed. He could not see the ridicule of Xin, but thinking that He Xin's status at this time had already been brought to him. Su Pan would not care about him, but only care whether Xin won the championship, so he could only mutter a few hatefully and give up.

When he returned to his residence, the first thing Xin did was to go to the training ground. Compared with the previous lively, the current training ground can be described as dead and empty. Most of the sweaty figures yesterday were buried in the suburbs, but Su Pan's pensions could make their families live in a difficult situation.

Faith is as calm as water, he will not be sympathetic or guilty. He doesn’t even know who he is, how to live with an ordinary person’s mentality? What’s more, if you want to survive by killing someone, you must first have the awareness of being killed by others. If you don’t kill someone, will he be willing to be killed?

Xin suddenly shouted and kicked it out!

With one kick, the two hundred pounds sandbag almost flew out! The sharp sound of the violent friction of the iron chain finally broke the dead silence!

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The holding of the Ultimate Warrior not only attracted the world's top fighters, but also represented a wide variety of fighting techniques such as kick boxing, boxing, karate, judo, free fighting, Capola, Philippine fighting, Israeli fighting, martial arts, etc. As a country where gambling is legal, such competitions are enough to attract gamblers to flock to. Of course, fighters from wherever they come from have to participate in cruel auditions. These auditions are made public, and the dealer keeps opening the market to attract people to bet. This exercise that makes adrenal hormones secrete will naturally make the dealer make a fortune.

Of course, when these things are in full swing, Xin is still training wildly. He doesn't know or is interested in knowing these things, because this is actually an outer competition, just a cover. The outer competition seems dangerous and fierce, and the bonus is also very generous. In fact, it is just for peripheral gamblers. The real black boxer has long been quietly gathered. In the era of information, no one dares to announce the real black boxer. Doing so will not only attract the attention of the Interpol, but will also cause international disputes because players of different nationalities die in the ring. Even Su Pan's power cannot bear it. Therefore, under his deliberate construction of the plank road and secretly traveling to Chen Cang, the real ultimate warrior competition is unknown except for the internal VIPs.

Su Pan also watched the training of the letter several times. Although he had the crazy reading of the letter on the video tape before, he was still shocked once after personal experience, which also made him full of confidence. He left after leaving other players' competition information for the letter. When the letter saw him again, it was already a week later, and this day was also a draw.

In the tragic music like a golden sword and an iron horse, 16 boxers entered one after another. Most of them were wearing clothes that proved their own style. The twisted muscles, the exposed blue veins, and the unruly eyes gave people a visual powerful impact that was extremely shocking!

Especially the sumo wrestler like a meat mountain! Standing there, like rolling mountains!

As the host player, Xin was naturally the last to appear. As soon as he appeared, he attracted everyone's attention. He wore traditional Muay Thai players' shorts, purple shirtless battle robe, covered with air, and arm hoops, exposing his muscles like steel cast iron. On the wheat-colored skin, blue veins were winding like tree roots!

But this is nothing unique, what really attracts attention is the skull hood he is wearing on his head!

He didn't show his face!

There is a reason for him to do this. He is not trying to make himself appear more mysterious and domineering, but he is a person who has forgotten his past. There must be his relatives in this world. He doesn't want his relatives and friends to see him standing on the ring like a beast fighting, and he doesn't want to bring any pain to those who care about because of his face!

But this is different in the eyes of others. Because Su Pan's deliberate concealment, the identity of the local contestant is extremely mysterious. In addition, his deliberately covering his face makes him more noticeable when showing up. No matter what the starting point of the letter, he has done enough gimmicks now!

Even the other 15 players were secretly guarding against the truth. As the saying goes, no one who dared to be so high-profile in such a cruel arena could not be a mediocre player!

The ultimate warrior arena is a place where powerful beasts are everywhere. Any idol player will eventually die miserably here!

When drawing lots, I didn’t know if it was Su Pan’s secret operation or Xin was lucky, but his game was the last one. Xin shrugged helplessly, okay, just treat it as the host’s necessary care.

The ring underground was surrounded by private rooms separated by thick glass. The people in the private rooms could clearly see the competition on the ring. In addition to the soldiers and medical staff who were armed with guns and ammunition, there was also a passionate host with an excited expression.

I didn't understand his words, but I could guess what the host's job was, and it must have been to encourage the VIPs in the private room to place bets. Xin looked at him lightly, stopped talking, and led him to a private room from a waiter. The design pattern of the underground boxing gym was obviously converted from an underground military base. The style between the walls was very rude and simple in the architectural style of the Soviet Union in the last century.

The waiter took him to a private room with the number 001, then stepped back. Xin smiled slightly and was about to reach out to knock on the door, but his eyebrows, which were like a knife, suddenly shook!

Because he suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of danger, just like a grievance hidden in the room with a grim wind. This thin separation of the door could not stop the slight chill!

Xin looked down at his arms and found that the hairs on his skin were standing up!

Even the middle of my eyebrows is the illusion that my muscles are slowly tightening!

There is an extremely powerful person here!

Why is it a human? Because Xin does not believe in the sayings of ghosts and gods. If there is really a ghost, even if he did not say whether he had killed someone before his memory, there are nine lives in his hands that Xin is now!

How could he be afraid of the wronged souls?

Xin suddenly snorted coldly and pushed open the door. Compared with the simplicity outside the private room, the decoration of the private room can be said to be extremely luxurious. Not to mention the thick pure handmade bohemian carpet under his feet, the simple shelf with vases is also pure gold. Several heads were faintly exposed behind the Italian leather sofa. Xin's pupils tightened slightly and he walked over with big strides.

Naturally, Su Pan was holding a cigar in her mouth and was sucking mist. She sat next to her with extremely nervous guesses. He carefully sat only half of his butt on the sofa, but these were not the focus of Xin’s attention. His eyes fell on the man on Su Pan’s left hand from the beginning!

This man should be almost fifty years old, with a deep-eyed eagle nose, a high forehead and a wide mouth. His eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a faint ruthless look. He wore a white headscarf and was wearing a shawl. The shawl looked quite old, with a strange dark red like blood half-dried. He was wearing a pair of wide trousers made of coarse cloth, a golden ribbon tied around his waist, and seemed to have a tight tie of hair on it.

The cold and resentful aura really emanated from this man's body, but strangely, he had a grass stem in his mouth, even though it was half withered but still as green as jade!

This is what should be herbal stuff, which gives the letter an extremely strong feeling.

This feeling is called...

Like! We have seen each other! We know each other!

Xin stared at the grass stem tightly, and something that had been forgotten in his mind suddenly rolled violently, as if the truth and Xin were separated by a thin piece of white paper! As long as Xin thought about it, he could find the lost memory!

As if he felt Xin's straight look, the man snorted coldly in displeasure!

It was heard by Su Pan and Chacha, this sound was just a way for this person to express his dissatisfaction, but for the letter that was the first to be hit, it was like two cold steel cones inserted into his ears! When his eyes darkened, he actually had an illusion like a ghost plagued by him!

A little boy with a pale face and bleeding from his eyes suddenly stretched out his hand to him!

Xin was already in a mess in his mind. When he was frightened by the little boy, he couldn't help but groan, and held his beating eyebrows in pain and retreated several steps. The cold sweat on his back was already dripping down!
Chapter completed!