Shura love

"Become stronger! This goal can be said to be everyone's dream, but there are very few people who can truly become top powerhouses. Don't look at Long Moting and the others, who have become major generals at a young age. They are nothing, not even my personal guards, Mo Shang, becoming stronger is not just talking, before you make this decision, you must be mentally prepared to be in hell, so far, I I haven't seen you have that determination yet."

Pulling him through the weeds at half a person's height, Di Mojun's voice was as cold as an ice cone, piercing cruelly into Yan Moshang's heart one by one, looking up at his back, at this moment Yan Moshang suddenly It turns out that maybe he really doesn't understand him at all, the real Di Mojun is not at all the evil, black-bellied and cynical that he showed. What has he experienced?

The 28-year-old general, Yan Moshang learned from the previous memory of this body that this is basically impossible, but Di Mojun did it, so he is called the most powerful man in human history. Tell him that a person's success can never be just luck and chance, the world he has experienced must be cruel and bloody that others can't imagine, or that he crawled out of hell and the dead.

"I've already died once, and hell is like my mother's home to me."

In a strange way, he stepped forward and hugged him from behind. Yan Moshang closed his eyes and leaned against his generous and warm back. His cold voice could not hear the slightest emotional fluctuation, but Di Mojun's tall body couldn't bear it. He froze for a moment, the nighthawk mask covered all the emotions on his face, no one knew what he was thinking, but the heart wrapped in layers of ice seemed to show signs of cracks, the two who had also experienced hell At this moment, my heart resonated tacitly.

"In that case, let me personally send you back to your mother's house, stray cat, I want to witness your growth with my own eyes."

After a long time, Di Mojun turned around and took off his mask, holding his face with both hands, his blue eyes were still so bright and dazzling in the night.

"Hehe...you'll see."

Give him a gorgeous and charming smile. Yan Moshang's self-confidence is imprinted on his soul. Even standing in front of Di Mojun, his aura is not inferior to him. Him, shiny and alluring.

"I look forward to it."

Unable to bear the temptation, Di Mojun lowered his head and pecked lightly on his lips, helped him put on the mask again, hugged him with one hand and swayed his body, the two of them disappeared in the weeds in the blink of an eye.

"Come on... fight..."

"Kill him, hit him..."

"Damn it, labor and capital beat him to death..."

"Damn Jack, all of labor and management's wealth is on you, let me get up and continue beating..."

"Fuck, I lost again..."

"Xiao Hanxing has won [-] games in a row, and he is about to catch up with boxing champion Nighthawk..."

"Isn't it? Now the odds of betting on him to lose are ten to one, and labor and management still want to make a fortune from him, mommy..."

The scene transition was so fast, almost instantly, Yan Moshang and Di Mojun were already in a secret old underground building, filled with all kinds of vulgar curses and shouts, and the air was turbid , the smoke was layered, and on the bottom ring, a group of people were hurriedly lifting off a pig's head covered in blood and whose true colors could no longer be seen, and the other was dark-skinned but very handsome, who looked only twenty A few years old, a burly man wearing only a pair of shorts stood beside him majesticly, with a rebellious and indifferent face, as if everything around him was out of his concern, and his eyes, which were like black stones, seemed to be shining. Liang, take a closer look, there is nothing but numbness inside.

"This is the largest underground boxing arena in Western Europe. As far as fighting is concerned, there is no place where the KO rate can compare with black market boxing matches."

Embracing him and standing on a high place looking at the boxing ring below, Di Mojun's deep voice was a little excited. Men are bloody, especially men like him. Black market boxing is the way for men to prove their strength The best place with ability, and the army, only his honor is proved. Here, in order to forge himself into a killing machine, boxers often have to go through unimaginably hard training for ordinary people, because they know that if they are lazy in training , then on the field, they will pay the price with their lives.