"There's nothing we can do. Even though it's you little guys, there are no missing words in Seattle's dictionary. If you don't want to get hurt, just lie down obediently."

Seattle's ferocious bald head flashed in and out, and he kept pressing the knuckles of his ten knuckles. Just the crunching sound was like the sneer of the God of Death, making people shudder.

Then, he took a step forward, intending to put more pressure on the three people on the opposite side.

When he took this step, time suddenly slowed down.

When Seattle's leg slowly reached its highest point, without any sound, two huge fists swung hard at his big bald head.

Seattle's feet fell down bit by bit, and his two fists came closer bit by bit. When his footsteps finally touched the ground...

“Boom————!!”

There were two loud noises, and Seattle, who was still looking a little dazed, turned into a high-speed spinning top and flew into the air. His huge body was carrying a fierce force, and he fell heavily off the stage, smashing the ground into a big ball.

pit.

Inside, Seattle's eyes were wide open and he looked a little dead-eyed - he didn't expect that he would be betrayed by two teammates in the end.

After we worked together to send the dangerous man Seatle down, Carlos and I stood face to face with stern expressions. Against the backdrop of the howling cold wind, it seemed as if we were staging a final showdown at the top of the Forbidden City.

Almost at the same time, Carlos and I moved.

"Forgive me, Junior Brother Wu."

Taking a step like a phantom, his fist turned into a roaring dragon's tooth and struck towards the opposite side. Carlos murmured something like this.

"Brother Carlos, I won't hold back this time."

In the exact same posture as Carlos, his fist turned into the palm of a roaring giant bear, hitting the opponent mercilessly.

"Boom——!!"

"move--!!"

Two loud noises and two fists reached the target almost at the same time.

Maintaining this posture, Carlos and I looked at each other with relief. After a moment, our bodies collapsed.

"Oh oh oh, the winner seems to have been decided. It's really a very exciting internal fight."

Looking at the three fallen [corpses] on the stage, Kasha, who was under the stage, had already burst into tears with laughter. She rubbed her eyes and jumped onto the stage with her toes. She turned around and announced loudly to the audience.

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"The winners are our little princesses."

Suddenly, there were cheers and disappointment in the audience. No one expected that the favorite to win the championship would be eliminated in the first game.

"Dad, dad, are you okay? It's all Xilusi's (Aikolu's) fault."

At this time, the winners did not feel any joy of victory. With anxious expressions on their faces, they ran as fast as possible to their father who fell on the ground opposite and hugged him tightly.

As for Carlos, who was lying next to him, when Kajie flew over him, she grabbed one of his legs, as if she was carrying a ball of light cotton, and swung it several times in the air.

circle, and then flung off the stage.

Carlos, who had been pretending to be dead, had tears of sadness oozing out of his tightly closed eyes.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about the deep love between father and daughter when we get home. Time is limited, so hurry up and move on to the next scene."

I wanted to enjoy the care of the two babies, Xilusi and Aikolu, but the old drunkard saw through it and swept him off the stage, and the second game began.

After touching around in the box, Kasha took out a paper ball again, unfolded it, took a look, and said.

"The next team of contestants is...the trio?"

Everyone was confused for a while. Who is this combination with a strange name?

"Wu, you bastard!!"

There was a roar from the crowd.

"Oh, it seems that these are the *** trio." Kasha narrowed his eyes.

After a while, Lar, Doug and Geoff walked onto the stage with sullen expressions on their faces, not forgetting to look back and glare at someone in the audience who was snickering.

Since it is a King of Fighters competition, it is natural that according to the regulations, the winning group will continue to compete until they lose. In this way, although it is very disadvantageous to the players who came to the stage earlier, and the player who was drawn to the last stage will be

You can easily step on the corpses of countless ancestors and arrive directly at the terminal. There is no fairness at all, it all depends on luck.

However, since it is an entertainment competition, there is no need to worry too much.

Therefore, according to the rules, the opponents of Laldog and Gefu are still Silos.

"snort."

Lal on the stage snorted coldly, his eyes serious.

"Xi Lusi, Aike Lu, Ka Jie'er, although I also know that this kind of competition is unfair, but..."

His eyes widened suddenly, Lal pointed at the three people opposite him with overwhelming momentum.

"Who said you are not my daughter? Accept your fate. I must win this game and let my precious daughter see my father's heroic figure. Hahahahaha..."

No... bullying three little girls, even if you win, it's not heroic at all. It's more appropriate to say it's embarrassing.

I looked at little Sarah who came from the side and stared at her father on the stage angrily and helplessly, and Aunt Lisa who had a warm smile, but for some reason it made people feel chilly. I suddenly felt a little bit sad about losing my comrade-in-arms.

sorrow.

Uncle Lal, if you surrender now, you still have time to save a small life...

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I started to feel dizzy and feverish in the afternoon. I went to the hospital and got two bottles of anti-inflammatory and antipyretic injections. My condition improved a bit. When I got home and coded 7,000 words, my condition started to get worse again...
Chapter completed!