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The moment Song Yuzhi walked onto the stage, everyone present shouted his name with all his might, but his eyes were covered by a black cloth, so he couldn't see anything, and his hearing, which had become sensitive due to lack of vision, was also affected by the deafening shout. Feeling excessive discomfort, holding the steel bite stopper tightly in his mouth, deep red marks were drawn on his cheeks, and blood was still oozing from the worn corners of his mouth.

He was dressed in the ethnic costumes of the local people, like a god who was pushed to a high place, but his hands and feet were bound by chains as thick as two fingers, and his skin was worn to bloody flesh by the shackles. A powerful force that is feared by people.

Jiang Xun's legs went limp on the spot. He never imagined that his reunion with Song Yuzhi would be like this. How could the person whom he holds dear to his heart be tortured into such an inhuman appearance...

"He needs you to save him now, don't let yourself go, get up." Kyle pulled Jiang Xun up, and raised his chin to Song Yuzhi on the stage, "It's his turn."

Ka Suo winked at the person who led Song Yuzhi to the ring, and a box that looked exactly the same was handed over to Song Yuzhi. The person looked quite dazed, and someone pushed his hand into the box for some unknown reason. He took out a piece of paper.

Someone respectfully handed something to Ka Suo, and he glanced down, "Unfortunately, he didn't choose you. It seems that you have no destiny."

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Xun tried his best to restrain his anger, "Dare to show me whose name is on that?"

"Why, don't believe me?"

"I'm afraid you don't even know the names of anyone else here except me and Kyle. I guess there are two possibilities. Either there is only one note with my name in the box, or all the notes in it say my name."

"Why can't it be Browning?"

"Because he might miss him...you can't afford to lose him."

Ka Suo laughed mockingly: "So what? I'm going to have someone beat you into a sieve now, and you probably can't afford the loss." Seeing Jiang Xun's collapse, he was very happy, and waved his hand behind him, "O Lige, you come and fight him."

Immediately afterwards, Song Yuzhi, who didn't know why, was pulled off the stage, and before leaving, he turned his head to Jiang Xun's direction and listened carefully.

Jiang Xun called out to his back, he was sure that the person heard his voice, but unfortunately before he could respond, Song Yuzhi was pulled off the stage, and the raging cheers around him also subsided, until Another big guy came up.

This burly black man, who was two meters tall and so muscular that his clothes could barely cover him, stuck out his tongue at Jiang Xun, and arrogantly licked the corner of his mouth, making Jiang Xun nauseated.

Kyle reminded in a low voice: "This person is also difficult to deal with. He killed many opponents before. Now I think they may not be merciful to you. Be careful."

But Zhou Xuan's attention was on the other hand. He pointed to the Burmese who was two or three meters away from Song Yuzhi, pulling the chain on his wrist, and his movements were slightly rough. By the way, he acted as his eyes, "I just After observing it, the people here are in groups of three or four, and they are all organized. Most of them don’t have any guys on them. A small number of people with weapons should be members of ‘Kunwa’. Only that person doesn’t have a gun. .”

Jiang Xun said softly: "This is a good thing. If people around me are afraid of him going crazy and dare not approach him, I should feel uneasy. At least his current appearance shows that he is under control and can respond to my calls." react."

This is also the psychological comfort that Jiang Xun gave himself, although he is very clear that Song Yuzhi's current situation does not allow him to be too optimistic. If he does not respond too much to his voice, it means that his mind is probably confused now. In a fight, he may not recognize himself.

"I saw a lot of bruises and bloodstains on his body, especially the joints, which should have been caused in the previous fight. These injuries are impossible to recover in a short period of time anyway. Even if it is not obvious that the action is affected now, but A few tricks will definitely expose the flaws, and when necessary, you can use small tricks that won't hurt him at all." Zhou Xuan smiled slyly at him, "I don't think he will mind afterward."

Jiang Xun thought to himself that his injury was much more serious than Song Yuzhi's. Even if a fight like exchanging with patients would not hurt his life, he would definitely not have the advantage. I really don't know what this person is thinking!

Ka Suo clapped his hands, and the people present fell silent. He made a "please" gesture to the stage, and Jiang Xun could only bite the bullet and go up.

Just as he stepped up the steps, someone suddenly grabbed him from behind. Looking back, Di Zhen was looking at him worriedly, apparently worried that the strong man who looked like Dashi Johnson would beat him to the point of paralysis.

"Brother Jiang, don't go. With his physique, he beats you like an eagle tearing a chicken. Haven't you heard that he has killed several people. If something happens to you, we can't follow him." The higher-ups can't explain it to Xiao Song, and the most important thing is, I...I don't want to watch you die."

Shao Jin also tugged at him and refused to let go, "Senior, it will really kill someone, don't go..."

"Don't worry, I don't think even Bailishu is stupid enough to be an enemy of the Chinese government. They dare not really take my life."

Zhou Xuan didn't stop him, but squeezed his shoulders hard, "Do what you can, don't force yourself, remember the signal we agreed, if there is danger, don't hesitate."

Jiang Xun nodded, took a deep breath, and stepped onto the ring.

When everyone in the audience saw him, they almost all had the same look of disgust, probably because they felt that such a weakling like him was not enough to give that big man enough teeth, so they sighed in disappointment in boredom, and even turned towards him. Putting up the middle finger, cheering up the big guy, threatening him to tear this East Asian idiot to pieces immediately.

Ka Suo gave up the space on the ring to the two of them. Jiang Xun calmly walked up to his opponent. From a close distance, the opponent was taller and his muscles were more exaggerated. He already had an overwhelming advantage in terms of stature. .

"Little beauty, you look so calm. Are you not afraid of such a powerful opponent?"

"A powerful opponent, do you mean yourself?" Jiang Xun sneered at the other party, and replied in fluent English: "I just saw that you were injected with doping. It seems that there have been many fights these days, and you yourself have suffered a lot. Injury, maybe the two of us are equal, don't look down on anyone. I think this life and death game should be very important to you. If I lose, that bastard with ghost eyes will look at the powerful government of our country For the sake of saving my life, let me have a way out, but not necessarily for you."

Olig, who had indeed received an order from above to prohibit manslaughter before he came to the stage, was inevitably shy when Jiang Xun said a word about the central matter. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he immediately vented all his negative emotions on Jiang Xun, viciously raising his hand. With a palm, he slapped Jiang Xun.

However, in the face of such a difference in stature, Jiang Xun is not without an advantage. At least in terms of agility, Olig is far inferior to him, so that the opponent's slap has not yet fallen, and he has already smashed the punch in the face. on the opponent's face.

The strength of this punch was unreserved, and he vented all the grievances accumulated in his heart in recent days. Olig also underestimated the enemy, but he did not expect that this seemingly weak, thin man with a sickly face actually had hidden in his body With such a huge force, he originally planned to resist this punch to prove his strength and challenge him, but when his mouth was filled with scalding blood, the severe pain was transmitted from the nerve attached to the maxillary bone to the brain. At that moment, his mind went blank, he roared, and spit out two knocked out front teeth with blood, the wrestler who was completely enraged by the pain was like a wild beast, frantically launched an offensive against Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun admitted that he was indeed a little impatient. At first, he just felt that the injuries on his body would not support him in a long-term battle. If the delay was too long, his wounds would open and his physical strength would be exhausted, and he would naturally lose. But he didn't expect this big stupid guy to fight him head-on, and then Olig's fists and feet rained on him. Jiang Xun was not stupid enough to stop him with his body, so he could only dodge , while apologizing in vain.

"Hey! It was my fault for hitting you, but if you deliberately don't hide, you have to bear at least 80.00%... No, no, no, 60.00% responsibility, this is not too much!"

Olig may have said something, or it may be because the front teeth fell out and the words leaked out, so he just whimpered a few times. In short, he was already sweating profusely after a violent punch, and it was impossible to dodge successfully every time. Jiang Xun, who had been hit by him a few times, didn't feel any better. The two couldn't tell the winner for a while, but the only thought in their hearts was to kill each other.

Olig's failure lies in underestimating the enemy and being furious, but Jiang Xun was distracted. While he was looking for various angles to dodge, he was also looking for Song Yuzhi among the crowd in the audience. It's not that his physical fitness is strong enough, he will definitely fall to the ground if he is beaten with this strength.

During the stalemate, Jiang Xun gasped and made a "stop" gesture to Olig, "Wait, I apologize, I was really wrong for hitting you first, I am willing to pay for your medical expenses, and then compensate Your loss, but can you..."

The furious Olig didn't listen to his words at all, only thought his words were provocative, and rushed over aggressively again.

At the same time, Jiang Xun also found the person under the stage who was curled up in a corner, as if he didn't understand the reason for the cheers and shouts around him, and ran towards him subconsciously, so that he had no time to pay attention He was kicked hard in the back, and he was kicked out by Olig. He hit his head on the wooden railing, and a cut was cut on his forehead, and blood flowed horizontally.

The Audio-Technica who were watching the battle in the audience couldn't sit still now. Their shouts were covered by the excited shouts of the people, and they could only move their mouths but couldn't hear the sound. Zhou Xuan shook his head at them, and made a stretching motion with his right hand, signaling Jiang Xun hasn't sent a signal for help yet, which proves that he can still deal with the situation in front of him.

Jiang Xun was knocked dizzy, quickly shook his head, wiped away the blood that flowed to his eyes, then stretched out his hand to Song Yuzhi, trying to hold him.

"Yuzhi, Xiaoyuzi! It's me, can you hear me and give me a reaction, Xiaoyuzi!"

Before he could touch Song Yuzhi, Olig who rushed forward suddenly punched him in the back, almost bleeding him out.

Jiang Xun was almost pushed off the stage by this punch. When his center of gravity was unstable, Olig grabbed one of his ankles and dragged him back to the field.

Jiang Xun yelled "Fuck!", ruthlessly raised his other foot, which could only move freely, and kicked out the most powerful kick of the day driven by explosive force, which hit Olig's wrist, followed by There was a crisp sound of bone shattering as the two body contacted.

After Olig screamed and let go of his hand, he immediately returned to the railing where he was hit to the point of bleeding, leaned half his body out, and stretched out his hand to pull the black cloth on Song Yuzhi's face .

The moment the cover was taken off, Song Yuzhi felt uncomfortable because his eyes hadn't seen the light for a long time. He couldn't open his eyes for a while, but felt a pair of sticky hands that were stained with blood grabbed his wrist.

When he opened his eyes, the man who was beaten like a blood gourd was in a mess, desperately repeating a phrase that was not complicated to pronounce, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the simple words, he just had a vague feeling that this There are many emotions in people's eyes.

Excitement, anticipation, joy... But what lies deeper is sadness, pain, pleading. He can't understand what those emotions represent. He just feels deeply helpless because of being infected, and he can't help but want to hold this person.

Why did his heart ache?

Why, why does the look in this person's eyes make him so uncomfortable?

It must be very painful after bleeding so much, why not admit defeat?If he obviously admits defeat, he can no longer be beaten, no longer hurt, he can live, he has a way out, but why does he persist?

Is there any reason why he must win?

At this time, Song Yu, who was confused and unable to think like a normal person, could not understand all emotions.

The moment Song Yuzhi pressed the back of his hand, Jiang Xun felt that his injury was worth it, even if it was worth opening a few more holes in his body.

Jiang Xun, who hadn't cried out in pain when the ladle was opened, had hot eyes and sore nose at this moment, and finally couldn't hold back his tears.

"Little Yuzi, I found you... I finally found you, come home with me, okay, we won't fight with these bad guys anymore, look at your injuries, they hurt you a lot, right? I absolutely don't Hit you, I won't bully you anymore, don't be angry with me, give me a chance, let me go back and coax you well, forgive me slowly, don't worry, this time I will guard you Okay...you can go home with me, okay?"

Song Yuzhi's dark and deep eyes reflected Jiang Xun's reflection, he tilted his head, trying very hard to perceive Jiang Xun's emotions in those difficult words.

This man's hands are so cold, how could it be so cold, could it be because of pain, could it be that he was dying?

He looks helpless, poor, he wants to help him, but what should he do...should he be hugged?

A little more, he wants to hear a little more...

The soul in the body desperately trying to break free screamed in the depths of Song Yuzhi's consciousness.

Jiang Xun, who was holding Song Yuzhi, didn't even care that he was fighting, and he didn't want to let go after grabbing the man. Suddenly, the crowd of spectators erupted, and the shouts and screams almost pierced his eardrums. He knew, It must be that the big beast who was injured just now was completely enraged. Seeing that he had no strength to struggle or resist, he wanted to take this opportunity to give him a final fatal blow.

But he didn't want to get up and fight desperately with the other party... Pain is only one aspect, the most important thing is that he didn't want to let go of Song Yuzhi's hand, no matter whether that person wakes up or not, he just wants to be by his side like this, that's enough up.

"Little Yuzi, I swore in front of those dead spirits that I would never let you go until I died. Now I still won't break my vow, but...but I'm afraid, I didn't expect to die In the near future, I'm actually afraid too, so you... can you hug me, hug me, I won't be afraid anymore. "

His expression of sorrow and joy at this moment stung Song Yuzhi, the man slowly stretched out his hand, and gently touched Jiang Xun's forehead with his warm fingertips, wiping away the blurred blood on his face.

Under Jiang Xun's stunned gaze, Song Yuzhi suddenly got up, knelt down in front of him on one knee, held his blood-stained and sweat-stained face in both hands, and slowly approached him, as if he wanted to kiss him.

But the cold bite stopper isolated them, like a towering wall, making the two people who are close at hand seem to be separated by mountains and seas.

Seeing this, Olig, who was accumulating energy to give Jiang Xun the final blow, stopped his movements, looked suspiciously at the high platform where Bailishu was, and asked the other party for his next instructions with his eyes. The audience froze as he froze. Silence, immediately the sparrow was silent.

Bailishu seemed to be in a difficult situation in the chess game, and he was holding a chess piece to consider where it would fall. The noisy environment made him very upset. He only glanced at the two people in the center of the vortex, and ordered unquestionably: " Let him go."

Jiang Xun suddenly felt an inexplicable fear overwhelm him, so that he immediately held Song Yuzhi behind his back with both hands, for fear that he would run away from him.

Bailishu paused every word, and emphasized again: "I say, tyrant, let him go."

After a brief stalemate, Song Yuzhi surprised everyone and made a move that was tantamount to putting Jiang Xun in the abyss.

——He pushed Jiang Xun away.

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

Thanks to brother Xun's little wife, cute, for donating a landmine, thank you for feeding! !