Chapter 569

At this moment, Ye Wanwan had a cold expression on her face in the audience: "Xu Yi, this kind of person is also worthy of joining the Dark Guard? Isn't it considered a foul for him to use this method?"

In response, Xu Yi shook his head: "Although the truth is true... However, the competition for the Dark Guard only stipulates that the use of firearms and sneak attacks is not allowed..."

"Bang——" The sound of the flesh hitting the stage sounded, and Eleven was punched and fell to the edge of the ring.

Yuan Sheng walked over with a chuckle, and stepped on Eleven's face with the soles of his feet, "Are you admitting defeat? Master Chief Captain?"

Eleven's arms propped up his body with difficulty, and staggered to get up again, sweat blurred his vision, and his eyes were hazy.

"It's really courting death!" Yuan Sheng sneered, and in the next second, the sound of "swipe" broke through the air, and his five fingers were like sharp claws, and he quickly moved towards Eleven's finger wearing the captain's ring...

“啊啊啊——”十一撕心裂肺的喊声伴随着手骨碎裂的声音响起。

With a "click", the silver ring fell on the marble floor of the ring with a crisp sound.

"team leader!"

"Captain Eleven!"

"Yuansheng! That bastard!"

The members of the Dark 1 team below the stage were all red-eyed with anger, but because of the rules, they could not rush to the stage to stop it at this moment.

As for the other dark guards, their expressions were indifferent. Eleven's own skills were inferior to others, so he couldn't blame anyone. Even if he died in the ring, he could only blame himself for his poor strength.

Yuan Sheng bent down, picked up the ring, and looked at Eleven with contempt and ridicule at the bottom of his eyes, "Tsk tsk, it's really a coward, you can't even keep this ring, and you want to be the captain?"

Because of the mental stimulation and the severe physical pain, Eleven has reached the critical point of enduring, but he has always insisted that he is unwilling to fall down, and is unwilling to admit defeat.

Yuan Sheng directly and slowly put the ring on his hand, and said condescendingly, "Hey, Captain, what's the matter with you? Wasn't he full of confidence before the game, he said that he paid tribute to a great master, he must be Beat all of us? Haha, the result, the trash taught by women! What a good show!"

Eleven, who was lying on the ground dying, pinched his hands into his palms, used all his strength to get up, and said intermittently, "Shut up...mouth...you...you can insult me...I'm not good at learning...I have nothing to do with others. You...but...don't insult my master...you rubbish...my master can beat you with one hand..."

"Ha...hahaha...that's so funny! Did you all hear it? Our commander-in-chief preached that the master master of women's boxing can beat me with one hand? I'm so scared! You let her come. what!"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience. Eleven's words were indeed funny. I'm afraid that the woman has lost her head these days, right?

"Hehe, it's over, Captain Chief..." Yun Sheng's eyes were filled with cold killing intent, and his fists smashed toward Eleven's chest like a sandbag.

At this moment, the eleven empty doors are wide open, and there is no way to fight back...

In the next second, everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, and something flashed onto the stage at an extremely fast speed.

Then, there was a creepy muffled sound of "Bang——".

It was... the sound of two fists smashing together.

When it collided with that petite fist, Yuan Sheng's entire body was shocked and took a few steps back, and Sheng Man's proud face suddenly froze there...

Ye Wanwan's slender body stood still on the stage, looking at the man in front of her who was clamoring for her to appear, there was no trace of warmth in his eyes, and the cherry-colored lips spewed out four cold words: "As you wish."