The Road to Slaying God

Immediately, the short white man discovered that he was wrong. Nana was like a tireless machine. In fact, the force 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. The audience below the ring was dazzled and amazed.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

…

With heavy blows one after another, sweat poured down the short 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...

The speed was 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. The kick was so powerful that he had to block it with both hands.

"Crack!"

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

Something horrifying 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 encountering the obstruction of the arms, and it still chopped down like a broken bamboo...

"Crack!"

Amidst 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 first let out a shrill scream, and then fell straight onto the ring, like a lifeless stake.

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

Thousands of eyes looked at the short white man who fell on the ring. This white man called Rattlesnake was the best at kicking. Because of his short stature, his kicking skills were elusive. The dragon never saw its tail, so he got a Nicknamed "Rattlesnake", it's unbelievable that such a character has no chance to do anything.

The most terrifying thing is that everyone can clearly see that the skull of the short white man has collapsed.

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 in 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 audience was silent, Zhang Yang stood up, walked to the edge of the ring and stretched out his right hand.

What is unbelievable is that the woman with a frosty face who was filled with murderous intent just now had a blush on her face. She lowered her head and walked in front of Zhang Yang with her long hair fluttering. With a slight bounce of her body, she jumped out from the ring and threw a Snow-white catkins are placed 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 long hair fluttered like black silk.

And that elegant and gentlemanly hand.

Everything seems to be in a dream...

"Medusa!"

"Medusa!"

"number twelve!"

"number twelve!"

…

Finally, the underground boxing ring returned to the noise it should have had, and some people who had woken up yelled 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, while 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. 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 tomorrow's arena match, 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 he can reach an agreement with Kara this time , maybe it’s 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."

…

At this time, the second round of competition has begun on the ring. Both of them have set their sights on the ring, but what they are thinking about is those clean and lightning-fast hands. Both of them believe that as long as these hands hold With a gun, no one can 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 10 years. There is a dark green Chinese-style archway and a pair of stone lions at the entrance, with the four characters "The world is public" written by Dr. Sun Yat-sen, which is 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 glows with its unique charm at night.

Although the streets are not as bustling as during the day, they are still full of tourists. Here, you don’t feel the strangeness of being abroad 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 heartbeat and 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, but 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."

"You're coaxing me?"

"no."

"oh……"

The conversation between the two was confusing, but this simple chat seemed to be enough for them to communicate. Nana gently leaned her soft body on Zhang Yang, and her hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall.

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

Undoubtedly, Zhang Yang and Nana are the 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, and 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, food 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 roots are not eradicated, when will it be said to be strong?!" Zhang Yang kept dodging between garbage and people.

(To be continued)