Dragon Race: My boss is Lu Mingze

Phew, the huge wind roared, and DeWitt rushed towards Xia Tian with a mess of air currents.

The veins in his arms were full of veins, and the blood containing dragon genes flowed rapidly in his body.

The black figure had a ferocious face, and the violent air waves gathered and pushed over like a sea wave.

Xia Tian put away his playful look and became serious.

In the space that no one else could observe, there were several blood-red crows, and it was they who stirred up the air and accelerated the flow of the surrounding air.

They are the most loyal guards in Xia Tian, ​​and they blow away the first lime powder.

These blood elves danced, faster and faster, Xia Tian's whole body was tumbling, and the corners of his clothes kept swinging and hunting.

The golden light in his eyes was hot, and he was in the center of the storm, standing still.

The pedigree of this body is extremely powerful, the blood flowing in the blood vessels is like a super sports car driving at high speed, the heart roars and roars, filling the whole body with strength.

The part of the dragon in the blood revived, and he stretched out his fist, which was the most common straight fist, with the blood-colored crow wrapped around it, rotating at high speed, like a blood-red exploration drill.

When the two met, their fists collided, and the wind blew up. The air in the entire venue was like a raging beast, and the air flow was like a sickle blowing on the auditorium of the venue.

This was an unprecedented scene, and it was also an unforgettable day for everyone. Those two people had already surpassed the scope of human beings. After several punches, the wooden chairs in the auditorium were scratched with several marks.

The wind pressure roared, some people had blood seeping from their hands, and their clothes were cut by strands of airflow, exposing the skin inside.

The venue was filled with exclamations and screams. This type of battle was no longer something ordinary people could watch. Many weaker humans had already begun to bleed from their mouths and noses.

It was a battle scene that surpassed the limits of human beings. Two similar language spirits were intertwined with each other, and the streams of air were their subordinates, as if thousands of troops were fighting and rushing to kill each other, shouting all over the sky.

Soldiers to soldiers, generals!
The fists of the two are the protagonists of this battle. They have confronted each other several times without any tricks. Only the brave can win when they meet on narrow roads!
The two punched each other, one punch was heavier than the other, until the last punch, with a bang, both of them took a few steps back.

The violent air exploded at that moment, and the entire venue shook violently like a bell.

Everyone only felt a buzzing in their brains, their heads sank, and they passed out.

There were quite a few people lying down in the aisle, but all of this happened so quickly that they were stunned by the aftermath of the battle before they could run out of the venue.

The contestant viewing area was also a mess. The fighters were physically stronger than the audience, but they still collapsed on the ground, almost losing their five senses.

It is very difficult for a human body to withstand such surging power, which has already surpassed the scope of humans, and it is a special ability that belongs to dragons.

Xia Tian had never thought that this opponent would be so difficult.

Under the confrontation of spirit and body, human beings couldn't bear the aftermath of the battle, and passed out one after another.

"Yanling: The pupil of the wind king is also called the storm corner, serial number 74" Xia Tian analyzed after standing still.

The violent air tore through the skin, and the blood slid down the body to the ground drop by drop.

He stretched his arms, and there were several cuts in his right arm. "The ability to speak spirituality is very proficient, and there are a lot of wind vortices wrapped around the fist, which is quite painful."

"But, it's a pity..." Xia Tian's arm is slowly recovering, the skin that has been attacked by the wind heals, and the blood no longer gushes out.

The passive immortal blood takes effect, and the energy of life is fed back to the host.The only several breaches on Xia Tian's right hand were constantly being repaired.

Ling Ling?What is Lingling?
DeWitt has studied Chinese, and his boss is Chinese, but he doesn't quite understand the specific meaning of Lingling.

He was a little apprehensive at this moment, obviously the young oriental man was not tall, but DeWitt always had a little fear lingering in his heart.

It's like the feeling that one's heart is being pinched in the opponent's hand, letting the mermaid feel like a mermaid.

His hand was almost broken, and he could feel that there seemed to be a big problem inside his body.

"Ugh~~~"

With a bang, he spit out big mouthfuls of black blood from his mouth, mixed with pieces of meat from unknown organs.

He fell, his chest heaving violently.

His vitality is passing, and it may be difficult for him to stand up.

He doesn't have that man's magical healing ability, he can only feel his body getting weaker and weaker.

getting weaker and weaker.

Damn it, how could such a brat have such a strong ability?Where did he come from?

"What the hell are you"

DeWitt wanted to be angry, and in his rage, he would fight him, smash the young man's skull, and break his neck.

But he had no reason to be angry.

He's just a wage earner.

Lose your life for a job?
It's not worth it at all, he had the idea of ​​retreating.

That man was so strong that his final punch even stunned everyone in the auditorium.

He is very aware of his current state, he is getting weaker and weaker, and there are circles of fear in his heart, just like a drop of water on the surface of the water, causing circles of ripples.

He's just holding on.

But now, he had no reason to hold on anymore, and he couldn't punch like that just now, that was already his limit.

"Who am I? That doesn't matter. I want to know if we win or lose. I'm a very competitive person."

DeWitt nodded decadently, "I surrender, you win"

"Are you from the government, policeman?"

"Don't worry, I'm not the French police, nor do I serve the French government, I'm just curious about the drug"

It dawned on DeWitt that it was because of the drug.

"Do you still have that medicine with you?"

"No, no, but the boss still has it, I can take you there"

DeWitt pointed to a passage on the left with great difficulty: "This road goes to the end"

Xia Tian's goal is to capture the boss of the underground fighting arena, the rest is not his business, the academy has its own experts who are good at interrogation.

The academy would not allow the existence of that kind of drug, so they sent their ace student - Xia Tian.

Xia Tian smiled and pulled Devitt up from the ground. He had no reason to kill him. Devitt was indeed a thug and had committed several lives.

But Xia Tian is not the French policeman, why bother with this nosy business, he is more concerned about whether his task can be completed.

This is related to the grade point of his practice class.And now it seems that he is a person who knows the current affairs very well. There is an old Chinese saying that "a man who knows the current affairs is a brilliant man".

Devitt can't be called a hero, but at least Xia Tian is not too annoying.

Behind Xia Tian and DeWitt, his figure trembled a little.

When they were about to walk into a passage, Xia Tian pressed the switch behind the ear, and there was a pair of miniature headsets.

"Hey, the battle is over, control the entrance and exit of the venue."

Xia Tian whispered and glanced around, "There is no need to carry heavy weapons, the audience has fallen into a coma." He waved his hand, as if to say that I don't know what's going on, and it has nothing to do with me.

"The A1 area needs to be cleared, pay attention to vigilance, it cannot be ruled out that there are still combatants left."

"Received, the entrances and exits of the venue have been controlled, and we are adding staff to the A1 area"

Then Xia Tian followed DeWitt slowly into the passage.

DeWitt, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, trembling all over, with a hideous face, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

A gust of cold wind blows head-on, and it feels like something bad is happening in summer.