From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

"He is the strongest creature from Africa, a killing machine in the dark continent, a brutal warrior who is only interested in profit."

"His name appears in many legends."

"This legendary mercenary is about to kill everyone in the boxing competition."

"Height 199 centimeters, weight 122 kilograms, no boxing record."

"Representing Iwami Heavy Industries in the competition, Mutebaj Zanga is known as the murderer!"

After the passionate announcement of the curtain fell,

A big black man wearing camouflage briefs and covered with tattoos lifted the pile of women on his body and walked out of the passage with his mouth open.

That's right, it's in the passage.

During the waiting time in the midfield, the mercenary did not forget to shoot a few shots in the tunnel. He didn't know if his legs would be weak after playing.

"Mutheba, don't let my money go to waste."

The president of Iwami Heavy Industries, Togo Tomari, asked his secretary to send the crowd away, looking at the legendary mercenary through square-framed glasses.

"Don't worry, boss. With your attentive service, even if I want to give in, I still can't bear it!"

Mubat licked his lower lip, showing his big white teeth.

To be honest, this employer really has nothing to say.

He has conquered dozens of beauties since he boarded the ship.

And the boss covers all expenses.

It's worth it!

"Um?"

"Have you never seen this fighter before?"

Seeing the mercenaries entering the scene on TV, Leng Kong, who was eating like crazy, suddenly paused.

"What's wrong, Mr. Leng, does it taste bad to your taste?"

Zhu Mei asked, holding her face in her hands and leaning on the table while slowly drinking her drink.

"No, I'll go out and take a look."

Leng Kong carried the plate to the balcony of the restaurant and looked through the railing towards the lower arena.

You can't see the properties panel on the TV, you have to see it with your own eyes.

Muteba: A legend who is blind but can become the mercenary king.

Title: Mercenary King!

Martial Arts: Battlefield Killing Technique!

Physical Characteristics 1: Vibrant and energetic!

If you work all night long, your legs will not feel weak the next day.

Physical Characteristic 2: Extraordinary somatosensory (excluding vision)

Hearing: Use echo to detect the terrain, and predict the movements and behaviors of opponents based on their voices and wind sounds.

Smell: Determine the number, physical condition, and equipment of opponents from the smell they smell.

Tactile: Complement the information collected by hearing by touching the terrain and materials.

Taste: "He's very skilled"!

"hiss"

Leng Kong took a deep breath the moment he saw the mercenary attribute panel clearly.

Found another big treasure!

Don’t get me wrong, Leng Kong is talking about feature 2.

If you had this kind of physique, how could you have fought so hard against Kiryu Setsuna before?

There is no need to endure the severe pain and blurred vision caused by the sand entering the eyes, just close your eyes and still fight.

After the battle is over, I have to pay a proper visit to this legendary mercenary.

Ha ha

"Another fighter, whose identity is unknown and whose fighting style is unknown."

"Height 195 centimeters, weight 130 kilograms, no boxing record."

"Masaki Meguro, who represents Kaiichi Securities and is known as the cryer!"

On the field, Shou Xiang was still announcing the curtain passionately.

Then Leng Kong saw the monster he had just seen appear on TV.

With his long tongue sticking out, his upper body half-bent, his arms hanging by his sides, he walked out of the passage like a gorilla.

"Hiss."

"Finally it's my turn to play."

"Can kill again!"

"Haha. Good. I'm looking forward to it!"

The strong desire to kill made Meguro Masaki's eyes burst open.

A large amount of blood flowed down from the eye sockets and dyed the whole face red.

His eyes were bulging to the limit, and when projected onto the big screen, the audience wondered if his eyes would explode in the next second.

Is this person crazy before he even starts?

Or do you mean that combatants are neither crazy nor strong?

Agu Valley!

Wu Lei'an!

Setsuna Kiryu!

It had only been a few games and they had seen several lunatics.

When he reached the predetermined position, Meguro Masaki's bulging eyes were fixed on Mubat.

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you, geez."

"Dad, watch out. My method of killing him will definitely be better than killing you!"

"Oh haha"

The saliva dripped unconsciously, and the strong desire to kill completely swallowed up Meguro Masaki's mind.

"Haha. Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Listening to Meguro Masaki's murderous declaration, the mercenary Mubat laughed out loud, and at the same time he ducked on his toes and used the echo to observe the terrain.

"Everyone in your place!"

"Start the fight!"

Seeing another lunatic appear, the referee made a quick announcement, turned around and ran away.

Bang!

The moment the battle started, Meguro put his big hand forward, grabbed Muteba's shoulders and threw him to the ground, and at the same time, he rode up directly.

Crazy is crazy, but don't doubt his skills.

As a judo genius, Meguro Masaki won the national judo championship at the age of 12, which has been engraved into his physical instincts.

It was only when he was 13 years old that Meguro Masaki finally couldn't suppress his inner desire to kill and killed his father and all his brothers in the dojo in one night, and then he was taken under Hayami's command.

"Dad said that judo is the most powerful fighting skill."

Meguro was riding on the mercenary, talking to himself, while tears of blood dripped down his chin and fell on Muteba's face.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

With his body suppressed, Muteba kept hitting Meguro Masaki in the face with his fists.

But Meguro seemed to feel no pain at all, and instead showed a look of extreme enjoyment on his face.

The next moment, his body was forcibly pressed down. The mercenary Mubat, whose size and strength could not match him, was directly crushed to the ground.

"So, why don't you get dressed?"

"How can I use the judo my father taught me?"

As the foolish words came out of his mouth, Meguro Masaki grabbed the mercenary's neck with his thick arms.

The neck was pinched, and the mercenary's breathing was instantly blocked. His body twisted hard to break free.

But his strength was no match to Meguro Masaki's, and soon a lot of foam was pouring out of the corners of his mouth.

"Hey, mercenary king, you can't die so easily!"

Seeing the suppressed mercenaries on the big screen, Leng Kong suddenly felt that the chicken legs in his hands no longer smelled good.

I haven’t gotten the supernormal body sense yet, so don’t die!

Perhaps sensing Leng Kong's thoughts, the mercenary who was pressed to the ground inserted his index finger into Meguro's right eye like lightning.

laugh!

The sound effect was incredible. Standing on the balcony of the restaurant, you could hear the sound of Masaki Meguro's eyeball being poked in the cold air.

"Ahhh."

"It exploded. It exploded!"

"The legendary mercenary actually penetrated Meguro's eyeball!"

"Is this the viciousness of living in the rain of bullets all year round?"

Sheath Xiang’s passionate commentary returns.

"Ohhhhh...!"

Not only did Meguro Masaki not flinch when his eyeballs were exploded, he was still moaning in extreme pleasure.

At the same time, the hands holding the mercenary's neck tightened.

laugh!

There was another stabbing sound, and the mercenary's index finger pierced Meguro Masaki's right ear again.

"Ah ha ha. It's so cool!"

"Dad, dad, it feels so good!"

The pain turned into pleasure, and Meguro smiled even happier.

"Say"

"That's why I don't want this physical trait."

Leng Kong couldn't help but shudder when he thought that he had used the method of extracting pleasure from pain to vent himself under the erosion of endless death intention and murderous intent.

Fortunately, fortunately, I spent a lot of time meditating later to eliminate the desire to die and murderous intent.

Otherwise, as time goes by, he may become such a monster.

horrible!

on the field,

One eye was blown into a bloody hole, one ear was pierced, and Meguro Masaki was still screaming in pleasure.

"Dad seems to have told me, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."

"If you penetrated my eyes and ears, I will repay with your two eyes!"

"Ah ha ha"

As he spoke, he grabbed the mercenary's neck with his left hand and pressed him to the ground, and raised his right hand high.

Tsk!

The next moment, two fingers dug deeply into Mutba's eye sockets, gouging out the blind man's eyes.

Not to be outdone, the mercenary reached out to Meguro Masaki's crotch and squeezed it hard.

Click!

The balls exploded, and a large amount of blood dripped down Meguro Masaki's crotch.

"Ohhhhh!!!"

A huge scream that could not be distinguished from pain or pleasure instantly echoed throughout the arena.

"It exploded, it exploded again!"

"After the eyes and ears, the mercenary Muteba crushed Meguro's egg tart again!"

Sheo Xiang is indeed a professional commentator. She is not shy at all like a woman. The more intense the fight on the court, the higher her voice becomes.

"Hiss.!"

"My wife is cruel!"

This scene made the audience gasp. The men instinctively clamped their legs, sweating on their backs, and their faces turned pale with shock.

They felt pain just looking at this scene. The fighter was not human, was he?

"What a fuss! What a fuss!"

"It feels so good!"

Meguro Masaki was indeed no longer a human being. The inhuman pain of the egg tart being exploded turned into a lot of pleasure, and Meguro Masaki's whole body was trembling with joy.

"No, what are they doing?"

"Is this still a duel between combatants?"

Zhu Mei was very uncomfortable with this fighting method that completely targeted the fatal parts of the human body.

"What's the routine in the ring without rules?"

"It's nothing more than knocking down the enemy and standing till the end."

Thinking of his miserable experience in the pure white world, Leng Kong felt emotional.

But if Leng Kong really wanted to poke out his opponent's eyes and pierce his ears at the beginning, he still wouldn't do it.

Because this is not competition, but pure murder.

Of course, if you are facing a desperate situation, that's another story.

Fighters kill people in the ring, but they do it to win.

For the honor of victory, a fighter can even risk his own life, let alone his opponent?

But this is two different things from killing for the sake of killing.

"If you don't like watching it, we won't watch it."

Leng Kong gently rubbed Zhu Mei's head with his arm and took her back to the restaurant, because the food on the plate had been eaten and he wanted to add more food.

When he returned to the restaurant and watched on TV, Meguro Masaki, who had just had his egg tarts exploded, stood up again, staggering towards the mercenary who had his eyeballs taken out.

Then he withstood the attack in an insane posture that completely ignored his body and injuries, trying to ride the mercenary under him again.

"In this case, I can only send you to die!"

The mercenary Muteba was also annoyed by this completely insane monster. He thrust out his index finger for the third time, making a huge hole in Meguro Masaki's throat, causing blood to pour out.

But this failed to suppress Masaki Meguro's desire to kill. Blood splattered from his throat and he was still screaming towards the mercenary.

My heart is tired, destroy it!

Muteba relied on his hearing to block the attack. He moved his hands up and down like iron pliers to clamp Meguro Masaki's head, and then twisted it violently.

Kaka

Broken cervical vertebrae.

Afraid that this was not enough, Muteba put his fingers together and inserted again into the eye socket that had been penetrated. His fingertips penetrated deeply into his brain tissue, and when he pulled out, a large amount of brain marrow came out.

"Haha. Good. So cool."

The waves of pleasure transformed from the fatal blow caused Meguro Masaki to fall down with the corners of his mouth still raised to the extreme, and he died with a smile of extreme enjoyment on his face.