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C921 Now I Only Want to Strangle You



C921 Now I Only Want to Strangle You

At that moment, Bai Lin's eyes were filled with fear.    

    

Because he discovered that Zhao Quan's strength was far beyond his imagination, like a three-year-old child compared to a thirty-year-old strong man.    

    

That kind of oppressive strength was simply irreversible.    

    

And Zhao Quan had never displayed this kind of strength before. This also meant that... Zhao Quan was deliberately conserving his strength!    

    

"So you have always been very strong. You are tricking me!"    

    

Bai Lin gnashed his teeth in anger, but his voice could not be heard because Zhao Quan had already grabbed his neck.    

    

"Am I cheating you? Bai Lin, you think too highly of yourself. I am cheating those so-called benefactor."    

    

"Tricking you? You think you're worthy!"    

    

Only now did Bai Lin understand what Zhao Quan's ambition was.    

    

It was a pity that he still wanted to be Zhao Quan's opponent. He even wanted to beat Zhao Quan to death.    

    

But only now did he realize the truth of the matter. The truth was that he was only qualified to be Zhao Quan's stepping stone, and there was no other use besides that.    

    

However, it was obviously too late when he realized this, because Bai Lin's body had been forcefully grabbed and thrown to the ground by Zhao Quan.    

    

And when it seemed extremely coincidental, the sharp dagger that Bai Lin had thrown out fell from midair when Bai Lin fell to the ground, directly into his eyes, and with a poof, it completely sank more than ten centimeters into the ground.    

    

How many centimeters did the front and back of his head have in total? This piece penetrated his brain thoroughly. At that time, it was dead, and there was no sign of survival.    

    

Countless people saw this through the live broadcast and were dumbfounded.    

    

No matter what, they could not believe that Bai Lin actually lost and was killed.    

    

But being killed was not a big deal. They did not care about Bai Lin's life or death. What they cared about was their own money!    

    

"Bai Lin, f * cking get the f * ck out of my sight! I've invested all my money on you! Get the f * ck out of my sight!!"    

    

"Bastard! You son of a b * tch! Stinky pig sh * t! Get the f * ck up! I want you to kill him! Go kill him!"    

    

Countless people were roaring and cursing Bai Lin. Even if he died, it wouldn't stop them from cursing him.    

    

At the scene, someone was cursing Zhao Quan and glaring at him.    

    

"Zhao Quan, how dare you kill my brother? I'm going to kill you today! I'm going to kill you!"    

    

Bai Sen was completely furious. He could not imagine that his brother would be killed in the arena today.    

    

He could tell that... Zhao Quan was just a piece of trash. He wasn't much stronger than his brother.    

    

The reason why he was able to kill his younger brother was purely because of luck.    

    

He thought that he could kill three or five of such useless people with one hand.    

    

However, his belief could not be developed as a fact, because Ma Kun simply did not allow it.    

    

"What are you messing around for? This is a competition. Before participating in the competition, we already signed a life and death contract. Don't you know the rules?!"    

    

Under Ma Kun's questioning, Bai Sen glared at him, but he didn't dare show any dissatisfaction.    

    

One should know that Ma Kun wasn't only a superior person, he also had the strength to kill a superior boxer.    

    

The lowest grade fist, even if it was the head of the lowest grade fist, he didn't have the qualifications to face Ma Kun head on.    

    

Therefore, he could only shut his mouth and stare hatefully at Zhao Quan, as if his gaze was about to transform into a ferocious beast and swallow Zhao Quan.    

    

But for a trash like him, in Zhao Quan's opinion, it was only a matter of time before he went to find Bai Lin to reunite with him.    

    

It was still the same saying, if someone did not provoke him, he did not want to cause trouble. He pointed to improving his identity and learning ability.    

    

However, if someone provoked him during this process, it would delay his time. Then he would take the other party's life. It was that simple!    

    

After leaving the boxing ring, Ma Kun chuckled and patted Zhao Quan's shoulder, "Kid, you did well. I knew you could win."    

    


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