There was no video recording at that time. Only the parties involved and the audience at the scene learned that Dou Dazhang was not detailed enough, but Jia Chaoyangguang knew how powerful the "blood demon" Xie Ziwei was based on his imagination. "Who is Mo Laowu going to send to fight? It's rare to see that the whole country is more powerful than Xie Ziwei. Where can he go to find such talents in a hurry? Moreover, this is a life-and-death battle. Only one person can live. Not only does it test strength, speed, reaction nerves, but also endurance, tenacity, mind, no rules, no limits, and even nails and teeth can be used as weapons. I think Xie Ziwei won."

Dou Taizhang had just taken office and was too lazy to refute it, saying, "It's probably like this. However, I heard rumors two days ago that the person Mo Laowu invited was the boss of the small gangster of the North City, a rogue named Liao Xuebing."

Kang Guodong, the president of the Military Industry Group, who also protected neutrally, took the cigarette handed over by his subordinates. After listening to their conversation, he smiled faintly: "In fact, there are two people who are more capable of fighting alone than Xie Ziwei, but as Mo Laowu's identity, I'm afraid I can't afford to invite them."

"Apart from his status, Mo Laowu's strength is no different from us. Who can't even invite him? Dou Taizhang asked in surprise.

"You will understand later."

In the lounge on the left side of the basement, the things were cleaned up. There were all kinds of medicines, health products and syringes with glittering light on the table. Liao Xuebing lay lazily on the chair, and someone behind him massaged his shoulders. "I said, can't you change to a beautiful girl to press me?"

Mo Laowu was a little nervous. Since he first wrote a letter to a girl twenty-five years ago and officially controlled Xicheng ten years ago, he had not experienced such emotions. "This is the best masseur in the city. It started in fifteen minutes. The undercover agent I placed next to Long Er finally played a role. He just took advantage of the opportunity to go to the bathroom and sent me a data. Regarding Xie Ziwei, please see what weaknesses you can seize."

Liao Xuebing took a very messy document and read it word by word. The more he read it, the deeper he brows were. The words were printed very small, and there were no segments. The typos were repeated, and the literature and science were inconsistent. He still used pencils to add annotations to the only few empty folds. It was very difficult to read. Thanks to Lao Liao's frequent homework corrections, this kind of high school student-level document is not difficult for him.

Xie Ziwei's life experience is a mystery. Since Long Er discovered this talent two years ago, he has become his last trump card. In order to select the momentum of the Yulam Bon this year, he played in Shura Field. He is an overwhelming victory for every opponent. He does not need speed or mind, because he has absolute power, just give you a punch!

He is 1.89 meters tall, weighs 88 kilograms, and has an arm span of 1.96 meters. He has to train for more than 14 hours a day. Most of the recipes are rice, chicken and vegetables. However, chicken is very particular and is a very strong big rooster. As for castrated chickens, it is absolutely impossible. In the morning, he will jog 30 kilometers around Xuanwu Street and then swim. He has no friends, and even practices asceticism, not close to women. He usually only reads newspapers, does not watch TV, and has no interest in topics.

Only such a person who is so pure and has no desires and has no distractions can practice to this point. For two years, his physical condition has remained at its peak every day.

Liao Xuebing kneaded the documents into a ball and threw them into a hundred corners, saying, "The information you send at risk of your life is nonsense, which will only make me more depressed."

Bei Shixiang walked in and looked at them and said, "Lao Wu. I have prepared the air ticket and flew directly to San Francisco. There are my people there to pick me up. If Liao Xuebing dies, you will leave immediately and come back ten years later."]

"Hehe, you said I will die? But it's hard to say very much. After all, I've been chasing every day for the past four years, and my physical condition is not as good as before. At present, I'm only three-point sure. By the way, Mr. Bei, I have a relative who can't worry about it. If you really do it, you protect her, she will avenge me for ten years."

Mo Laowu interrupted, "It's the little girl who lives with you? What's her ability?"

"She is my daughter of Liao Xuebing. Unless I don't die, as long as I die, within ten years, she will definitely sweep the entire Zhonghai and become the queen that everyone looks up to."

"Whether do you take stimulant? At least you have more confidence."

"No, believe me. In fact, it's better to send your spy to Xie Ziwei to give her laxatives. Liao Xuebing stood up and walked to Guan Erye's statue to put on three incense sticks. "Second Master, how about borrowing some of your divine power to use for me?"

"They are so alert that it is impossible to be so meticulous that every grain of rice and every drop of water is detected by an instrument."

"There are three minutes left, and the following is the entry time."

Only the bell rang in the main venue, and a group of people walked out of the east and west lounges, without the applause like the tide as imagined, without the paving of flowers and the screams of beautiful women, without the flashing lights and reporters' microphones, without the audience waving their hands to shout your name, only endless killing pokes and flowing blood.

Mo Laowu is an old world who has been in trouble for decades. He can ensure a good attitude and face everything calmly. He whispered: "I won't say much nonsense, I'll go to the audience first."

Liao Xuebing smiled faintly and said, "I really regret why I promised you easily, which made me difficult for me now."

It was a short distance of 40 meters from the lounge to the ring. The light was bright and dark, the air was sometimes cold and hot, and countless blurred fragments of the past passed by, and then calmed down: "How could I lose? Maybe he would be punched in schizophrenia, and I would never be as insomnia and forgetful as before."

Standing on the wide ring, his eyes were like lightning, and he turned to inspect the twelve giants under the stage. Kang Guodong, a military industry group, suddenly saw the tattoo on his waist, was startled, stood up and pointed at him and shouted: "You are... dark..."

Liao Xuebing glanced at him coldly, but Kang Guodong couldn't even say anything. He sat down softly and smiled and said, "Mo Laowu, you invited him, and your life is indeed full of twists and turns."

Kang Guodong was a member of the upper-level meeting of the third Ullambane. He was mature and persistent, powerful, and had a dense network of relationships. Almost all key departments in the city had people from other places, and they also sold arms. He had countless wealth. He wanted you to die in the third update, and the King of Hell would not dare to keep you until the fifth update. Such a person was shocked to stand up for a rogue of the Speed ​​Party. People who were not familiar with the inside were speculating.

Cao Shengchao, the head of the Cao family, who is on par with the Bei family in Zhonghai City, glanced at Liao Xuebing and said, "You are really here? I haven't seen you for four years. You haven't changed anything, but this is a decision made by all members. It cannot be changed. You stand on this stage and are just a thug. Let's talk about it when you are alive."

Dou Taizhang thought to himself: "It seems that Mo Laowu has been prepared for a long time. The people he invited are very good. Even the people from the Cao family know him. It is hard to say who can kill him."

Xie Ziwei also stood on the stage, tall and thin, with bronze-colored skin, and was covered with scars. He looked at Lao Liao indifferently, without any hatred or hatred, as if he was about to face it but just a puppet. Lao Liao was only 1.80 meters tall and weighed 75 kilograms, which was slightly shorter than Xie Zi and was thinner. The advantage comparison was not very optimistic.

The only protective gear of the two of them had braces, and they only wore cotton shorts, no tops, boxing gloves, and shoes.

Referee Wells is a special referee of the International Sanda Association. He has always been known for his fairness and selflessness. He has undergone physical examinations accompanied by personnel from both sides. Hair, fingers and shorts are places where sharp objects are possible and cannot be judged by eyes alone.

He had a full bow tie, coughed and said, "The following is announcing the rules. Except for the use of weapons other than the body, there is no rule, no time, and no round restrictions, and you cannot admit defeat. Unless you have lost your life, your only right is to have the right to stop it once, and the time is ten minutes."

Cao Shengchao stood up and nodded to everyone, saying, "I also announced an audience code. No one can take photos and recordings. Once discovered, you will be responsible for the consequences. Well, Mr. Referee, you can start."

At this point, Mo Laowu was completely relieved. Anyway, winning or losing is life, and everything is irreversible. He walked to the opposite side. It was a place where several "Dragon Sects" gathered. One of them was gentle and elegant than Bei Shixiang. The middle-aged man from Li Qingyuan sat on the second chair with a tough face. He was wearing a cigar in his mouth, wearing a black suit, without a tie, and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt. His outfit was similar to Mo Laowu, but the two people were far behind. This man was Mo Laowu's old rival, Long Er. He was also sitting with him. Luo Naihua, President of the Machinery Industry Group, and Zhou Liming, President of Yilian Group.

"Lao Wu, who do you think has the better chance of winning?" Long Er asked with a smile. The two of them had fierce confrontation in front of each other, but the outcome was about to be decided, so they calmed down.

Mo Laowu shrugged: "Isn't martial arts novels common? A fool is useless. The truth is in the hands of ordinary people. Xie Ziwei is quite tall and completely in line with this rule."

"Haha, you're so bored. I'll talk to you today. Conservatively, Xie Ziwei can solve the problem in just half an hour. Including the ten minutes of stopping, your thug has to live forty minutes. Don't worry, I'll let you walk out of China Sea safely. No one dares to touch you, Mr. Mo."

His subtext is: When you leave China Sea, just wait for the straw mat to wrap the body!

Mo Laowu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm making a solemn promise now that you will say a few words to your family before you get on the road."

"Do!" Wells rang the official opening bell, and all the giants stopped talking and looked towards the ring.

Liao Xuebing took a deep breath, sank his horse, his hands drooped, his surface was not rippling, but his eyes were staring at Xie Ziwei.
Chapter completed!