From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

"Haha. Have you figured it all out?"

"Then make the right choice for me!"

Meeting a group of corporate presidents, their faces turned pale with fright at his plan, Hayami made his final declaration.

"Choose death, or surrender to me and create a new Boxing Club with me!"

“Everyone should know how to choose!”

After saying that, he did not forget to look at Katahara Mitou and said proudly: "Old guy, accept your fate, your era ends from today!"

"Stop joking, if you want me to surrender to a lunatic like you, I might as well die now!"

The angry President Yiwu roared loudly.

He was really frightened by Hayami's madness. In order to seize the throne, he put the entire future of Hibiscus on the line. Who knows what crazy actions this madman will do in the future?

Can you really follow this kind of boss?

impossible!

She twisted her waist coquettishly and cursed loudly: "If you go crazy, go to a mental hospital. If you want to be the president of Quan Yuan, in the next life, you bastard!"

"Little insect, what did you say?"

Seeing that a small character like Yiwu dared to scold him, Hayami's face was so angry that he was deformed.

"Haha. Sissies are so manly. I can't lose to him."

Shione held her cigarette in her mouth and looked at Hayami with disdain, "He's right. He wants to be the president of Kenyuan after he dropped two bombs? Hayami, you are too stupid!"

"Ziyin, shut up!"

President Yiwu twisted his small waist, pinched his orchid fingers, and said fiercely: "I am the first man to rise to prominence, and I am going to be eliminated by you?"

"That's right!"

"Just like President Yiwu said, I refuse!"

"My opinion is the same as above. In what era are you still using force to coerce?"

"Haha. Hayami, you underestimate us!"

"The fighters in the arena are willing to sacrifice their lives to fight for honor in order to win. Who among us, representing the enterprise, would be afraid of death?"

"You don't even have the basic spirit of fighting, and you still want to be the president?"

"go to hell!"

"And Hayami, we have all seen your attitude towards your subordinates."

"Who do you think would dare to surrender to you?"

"Yes, this is the common thought of all of us here."

With someone taking the lead, other corporate presidents responded.

Seeing this scene, Hayami's face became particularly ugly.

He never expected that if he used his own knife to kill chickens to scare monkeys, the effect would be completely reversed.

"Haha. Since you have chosen to become my enemy, then all of you must die!"

An extremely unpleasant hoarse laugh squeezed out of Hayami's throat, and he raised his arms, ready to let his men in white suits slaughter him.

"Hey, Hayami, can I ask you a few questions?"

Seeing this, Katahara Mitou quickly stepped forward to delay time.

"how?"

Hayami: "Now, you old guy, do you still want to struggle?"

"no no."

Katahara Mitou's face was calm and calm, but he secretly turned on the recorder with his hand behind his back: "I'm just asking a few questions. Ever since the Destiny Tournament, you haven't thought about using normal means to seize the position of president, right?"

"Haha. Do you even need to ask?"

"From the beginning, my only chess pieces are the Guardians and the Sirius!"

Hayami: "Of course, after the plan is successful, the Tenrou people will also be abandoned by me. No matter how fast that bastard Nikaidou is, as long as I finish you off and issue a wanted notice later, the blame will still be covered." over their heads. "

"All right.!"

Katahara Mitōba chirped: "Even if I agree to give up my position, the other presidents and the top leaders of the five major countries will definitely not agree to your taking up the post of president of Kenyuan, because you are too quick to do things."

"In this case, what are you going to do?"

"How to do it? Haha"

Hayami laughed ferociously: "If you don't agree, you'll die. Prime Minister and President, under the pressure of absolute force, they can't say anything to death!"

"Ah, now the chain of evidence is complete."

Katahara Mitou's hand holding the tape recorder stretched out from behind, with a wicked smile on his face.

"Old guy, are you cheating on me?"

Looking at the black box in the old man's hand, veins popped out on Hayami's face.

"Oh, you happen to have a tape recorder with you. If other people hear your plan, what do you think they will think?"

Katahara brows and smiles sinisterly: "Especially if the top leaders of the five major countries know that you are the culprit behind planning this terrorist activity, let alone becoming the president, even going to jail is just a dream, haha."

"You old immortal, shut up!"

Looking at Katahara Mitou's old face, Hayami was so angry that his gums nearly bled.

"I said I would make the entire arena disappear completely. Do you think I will let you take that thing out?"

"Do it! Kill them all!"

With a wave of sailor Hayate, a large group of people in white suits rushed forward behind him.

Ta-ta

At this moment, the sound of a helicopter flying suddenly sounded outside the window.

Wow.

The next moment, the skylight glass was shattered, and dozens of big men in black tights slid down the rope.

"The 50 elite members of the Wu clan have arrived on the battlefield!"

The Wu clan with black eyes and white pupils yelled after landing.

"Haha. It's finally here, let's start the show!"

Katahara Mitou paused his walking stick and said with a smile.

From the beginning to the end, he never regarded Hayami as an opponent, because Hayami's IQ was too low, so he gave him such a good opportunity, but in the end he came up with such a mentally retarded plan.

Alas, the anticipation was in vain!

"liberation!"

The Wu clan directly activated their ghost body and rushed towards the white suit fiercely.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The two legions instantly fought in the conference room, and blood spattered during the collision!

Although White Suit was a strong man selected by Kuaisui from the underground world and the central region at a huge price, he was still a bit inferior to the Wu clan who had activated their ghost bodies.

Their number was twice that of the Wu clan, but they were beaten back steadily.

"You guys come too!"

Katahara Mitou looked at the black suit standing next to him and decided to add more fire.

One wave after another, Bai Sui's side is still retreating, and a large number of resistance forces are pouring out from other parts of the building.

After receiving the finishing order from Katahara Mitō,

The eldest and second brothers from Oniohsan rushed out of the room with a large group of fat sumo wrestlers.

Grandpa Inabata shook his long black and white hair and led a large group of short tribesmen to wave their hair wantonly.

The hired Gurkha mercenary group (people of the Haru tribe), painted with oil paint, drew out their machetes and attacked the white suits.

The combatants who were lying on the hospital bed in front of them also jumped up one by one with full firepower.

Leng Kong, who was pushed all the way up from the bottom, became an army by one person, and punched out all the enemies with his fists.

Although there are many guards, they are surrounded by enemies on all sides at the moment.

"President, it's bad, there are unknown forces helping the Boxing Club."

After receiving the message, a man in a white suit rushed to Hayami with a walkie-talkie.

"Katahara, you old fox, are you plotting against me?"

Hayami's face turned pale when he heard the news on the intercom that the team was defeated.

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

"No, just detonate the bomb, and I will die together with old man Katahara!"

Hayami roared wildly into the intercom.