The Road to Kill the Gods

Chapter 472: Fierce and beautiful boxer

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Immediately, the short white man discovered that he was wrong. Nana was like a tireless machine, and even the strength on her feet was getting stronger and stronger...

Nana's black figure moved around, her movements as fast as lightning, and every blow was sure to hit. w ww.q ua nbe nc om The audience below the ring was dazzled and amazed.

"Peng!"

"Peng!" Sweat was pouring from the white man's forehead. His arms already felt numb. He could clearly feel that the muscles in his arms were swollen.

What shocked him the most was that the woman with a cold face showed no signs of resting, and her softer body seemed to contain inexhaustible power.

"enough!"

Just when the short white man seemed to be swaying in the violent storm, a clear and thick baritone sounded amidst the crazy screams and shouts. In this noisy environment, this voice was extremely clear. Like a morning bell.

It was Zhang Yang's voice. He didn't want Nana to waste her time on this waste.

As soon as Zhang Yang's voice fell, suddenly, Nana's body suddenly jumped up, and a slender leg chopped down from the air, like thunder and lightning...

It went so fast that the audience didn't even react.

The short white man felt a dangerous aura spreading in the air, almost instinctively. The short white man exhaled and raised his arms. This kick was too powerful. He must block with both hands.

"Crack!"

There was a heart-stopping sound of bones breaking, and the short white man felt a sharp pain in his hands and arms that hurt his heart and lungs.

Something terrifying happened.

The short white man's arms did not resist Nana's earth-shattering kick at all. The leg did not seem to receive the slightest resistance after being blocked by the arms, and it still chopped down like a broken bamboo...

"Crack!"

Amid a scream of fear, the slender beautiful leg struck the short white man's skull, making a heart-stopping sound of bone cracking.

"ah… !"

"Peng!"

The short white man let out a shrill scream first. Then. He fell straight on the ring, like a lifeless stake.

The thousands of square meters of space suddenly fell into an oppressive silence.

Thousands of pairs of eyes looked at the short white man who fell on the ring. This white man called Rattlesnake was originally the best at kicking. Because of his short stature, his kicking skills were mysterious and invisible, so he got a " Nicknamed "Rattlesnake", it's unbelievable that such a character has no chance to do something.

The most terrifying thing is that everyone can clearly see it. The short white man's skull had caved in.

How much effort does this take

These days, Nana has always seemed to be nimble and erratic, winning with her physical skills. Unexpectedly, her martial arts skills were so fierce and domineering. People gave her the nickname "Medusa" mainly because of her extremely cold figure and figure. Delicate, not fierce like her.

This time, people's eyes were opened. It turned out that a beautiful and weak woman could also use such powerful martial arts.

Just when the whole place was silent. Zhang Yang stood up, walked to the edge of the ring and stretched out his right hand.

What is incredible is that the woman with a frosty face, filled with murderous intent just now, blushed with shame, lowered her head and walked to Zhang Yang. With a slight bounce of his body, he jumped out from the ring and placed a snow-white catkin on Zhang Yang's hand...

In full view of the crowd, the two of them floated away among the crowds of people, like immortals.

When Zhang Yang and Nana disappeared from the door, there was still silence in the huge hall. It seemed that the shocking feeling just now stayed in their minds forever.

That shy and timid face.

The fluttering hair is as long as black silk.

And that elegant and gentlemanly hand.

Everything seems to be in a dream...

"Medusa!"

"Medusa!"

"number twelve!"

"Number 12!" There should have been some noise, and some people who had woken up shouted crazily towards the door where Zhang Yang and Nana disappeared.

among the crowd. There were a few pairs of eyes staring closely at the door where Zhang Yang disappeared.

Brother Qiang. Kara, Su Dafeng and Wenwu.

Brother Qiang and Kara looked thoughtful. Su Dafeng and Wen Wu looked envious.

Almost at the same time, Brother Qiang and Kara stood up. When they stood up and found that the other party had also stood up, they were both stunned for a moment. Immediately, they nodded tacitly...

"Brother Dafeng, will they be harmful to Brother Yang?" Seeing Kara and Brother Qiang getting up to go to the toilet, Wenwu almost immediately thought of the problem.

"Well, it shouldn't happen. They are dealing with us now."

Su Dafeng felt that he lacked the confidence to speak. Without publicity, he would not dare to negotiate with Brother Qiang.

"I always feel that they will be detrimental to Brother Yang."

"Let's leave here. As long as we don't die, they won't dare to retaliate unscrupulously."

Immediately, Su Dafeng and Wen Wu also pretended to go to the toilet and disappeared into the sea of people.

When Su Dafeng and Wen Wu just left, Kara and Brother Qiang appeared in their original seats almost at the same time.

"They left." Brother Qiang said, looking at the two empty seats.

"They're not important." Kara shook her head.

Inexplicably, the two heroes got closer because of their publicity.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. This is an eternal law of history!

"If that woman doesn't show up in the arena tomorrow, then you can deal with these two brats." A cold smile appeared at the corner of Kara's mouth.

"If so, I will never forget Mr. Kara." Brother Qiang smiled heartily, and he made a promise. In fact, he has always suffered from not having the opportunity to cooperate with gangs in the United States. If we can reach an agreement with Kara this time. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise.

"I just wish he didn't have a gun," Mr. Kara sighed.

"Probably not. When accompanied by beautiful women, it is easy for men to forget important things." After the second round of competition, both of them set their sights on the ring, but what they were thinking about was those clean and elegant pairs. With hands as fast as lightning, both of them believed that as long as these hands had guns in their hands, no one could defeat him...

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

Almost at the same time. The two of them looked down at the messages on their phones.

Almost coincidentally, the two of them raised their heads and looked at each other, feeling a sense of relief.

Because the returned message showed that Zhang Yang and the female player did not bring guns with them when they went out.

This is definitely good news.

When a tiger falls in Pingyang, it is bullied by dogs; when a dragon enters the shallows, it is teased by shrimps!

Is Zhang Yang a tiger

Is Zhang Yang a dragon

Obviously, Zhang Yang is not, Zhang Yang is a more terrifying existence than a tiger or a dragon! San Francisco Chinatown is the largest Chinatown in American cities, with a history of more than 120 years. There is a dark green Chinese-style archway and a pair of stone lions at the entrance. The four characters written in the letter to Mr. Sun Yat-sen, "The world is for the public", are a symbol of Chinatown and a symbol of Chinese civilization. The main street is Grant Street, with many Chinese-style souvenir shops and Chinese restaurants on both sides. It is often crowded with people who come here for sightseeing and shopping. Stockton Street, which is parallel to Grant Street on the west side, is a shopping street for local Chinese people to purchase items...

Chinatown still retains its unique charm at night.

Although the streets are not as busy as during the day. There are still so many tourists here, and you don’t feel the strangeness of being in a foreign country at all.

Zhang Yang and Nana walked hand in hand quietly with the flow of people, completely immersed in their world, feeling each other's heartbeats, and feeling the soft and smooth hands...

"You came."

Nana suddenly asked something incomprehensible. When Nana asked it, she realized how retarded it was, and her face turned red with embarrassment. She still looked like a heroine, she looked like a child.

"Because you are here." Zhang Yang gently held a handful of catkins in his hand. As if to prove his existence.

"How did you know I was here?"

"I don't know. However, I stayed here. It seems that there is a force in the dark telling me that you will appear in this city, and now, you have appeared."

"Yeah?"

"Yes."

"Are you coaxing me?"

"no."

"oh… "

The two of them were confused, but this simple chat seemed to be enough for them to communicate. Nana gently leaned her soft body on Zhang Yang's, and her hair was like a waterfall on her shoulders.

The two of them walked aimlessly, receiving countless envious looks along the way.

There is no doubt that Zhang Yang and Nana are models of golden boys and girls!

"This is where?"

The two walked quietly and came to a square. Even though it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, the square was still bustling with people. Many people were playing chess and poker. Moreover, 99% of the people were Chinese. , the people walking by casually communicated in Chinese, and the two of them seemed to be in a Chinese square.

"Garden Corner Plaza, San Francisco Chinatown."

"Let's find another place."

Looking at the gambling crowd and the mountains of garbage, a trace of disgust flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes.

"Let's go."

Nana sighed. She knew why Zhang Yang felt uncomfortable. Garden Corner Plaza was originally the birthplace of San Francisco, the birthplace of Chinatown and the main leisure center. The elderly come here to relax, children come here to play, and tourists come here for sightseeing. , homeless people also hang out here; some large-scale community activities are also held here, making it a very popular square in the city. However, due to various factors, Garden Point Plaza is also a place with quite poor environmental hygiene.

The Garden Corner is divided into upper and lower floors. Most of the people who come here to relax are middle-aged and elderly Chinese. Usually those who play poker are on the upper floor and those who play chess are on the lower floor. The environment on the upper level is relatively clean, but on the lower level, paper, packaging bags, fallen leaves, homeless clothes and other garbage can be found almost everywhere on the slopes on three sides of the street, at the bottom of the benches, and along the fence.

"If China's evil nature is not eradicated, when will it be said to be strong?!" Zhang Yang kept dodging between garbage and people. (Quanben Novel Network www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)