Chapter 226 More than People?

"i, say..." Howson patted his big white butt with some eczema without grace: ",,my,!"

"Kill him, kill them for me!" Hercules took off the hood, and the rising anger in his heart made him feel like taking a sauna. He growled hysterically, with bulging veins on his bald forehead, and the fat on his face was almost twisted into a ball.

Hercules stepped back, and more than 30 burly men with ferocious expressions stepped forward and surrounded Tang Fang and the others with a "Hula".

"It doesn't matter if the man lives or dies, I will keep that woman." There are 2 things in the world that are the eternal pursuit of men. Power and women, as for money, when it is enough to allow you to enjoy all the high-quality services, it becomes a number. Hercules is also not exempt, even if a beauty like Claire doesn't enjoy it himself, he can train her and give it to those officials.

The lives of noble gentlemen have never been as glamorous and elegant as their appearance. Dirty, extravagant, promiscuity, incest... all dirty and indecent words can be used to describe their private life.

"Cackling." A man with a scar on his face cracked his finger bones, and approached Hao Sen who was lifting his shorts step by step. The man in the jacket bullied Claire with a sneering face. Of course, there was a bald and tattooed man beside him.

As for Tang Fang, Grant, and Aros, they also ushered in a few gloomy thugs. The auditorium was already empty, and the referee on the boxing ring disappeared without a trace.

5vs35? No, it's 5vs37...39...43...

Another group of people walked out of the boxer passage on both sides, they were the boxers under Sherwood and Anthony. People who hang out in the underground boxing world are more or less gangsters. Howson made them a big fool today, and their prize money was in vain. Boxing matches are not held every day, and there is no income. How will you live the next week? Now the gang has offended Hercules. They just took the opportunity to take revenge and express their anger.

"Okay, Sherwood, Anthony. Just kill them. The bonus you deserve will not be less." Hercules has stabilized his emotions, took a glass of wine from Du Yufu, and stared coldly at the crowd There are 5 people in Tang Fang.

"Huh." The wind of the fist passed by, with overwhelming force, and a fist went straight to Tang Fang's door. Seeing that the punch was coming and dodging it, he didn't want to come down and ushered in the sweeping leg again, avoiding the sweeping leg again, a black man with a large area of ​​burn marks from his left cheek to his chest had already rushed over.

Aros, Howson, and Grant beside them were also in a bad situation, and they were exhausted from the attacks from all directions. As for Claire, the long skirt restricted her movements. The situation is even more precarious.

Turned over to the black man,

After struggling to dodge the punch behind him that suddenly hit the vest, Tang Fang squinted at the proud Heracles at the door of the boxer's entry channel. "Hmph, how much better than a human?"

Perhaps sensing Tang Fang's gaze, Hercules swallowed the wine in his mouth. Lifting the corners of his mouth, he let out a cruel grin. Then, he saw the young boy smiling at him.

That's right, he was laughing, a dazzling smile. Hercules seemed to feel that there was a cold sword across his throat, and all the hairs on his body stood on end in an instant.

"Boom." The door of the lounge behind was kicked open from the outside, Hercules and Du Yufu looked back. I saw dozens of strong men with strong bodies and vigorous walking. No matter their facial expressions or the temperament revealed by their bodies, they all gave people a sense of iron blood and killing intent.

"What... who is it?" Hercules could only feel his body trembling uncontrollably. He has been in the Wendenbat underworld for so long. What kind of people have not seen, the eyesight is naturally not good enough to say. These strangers who broke into the door exuded a ferocious murderous aura that was so thick that it was almost solidified. He had only seen this kind of temperament in some elite soldiers who had experienced many battles.

How did they get in? What is the origin?

Because all the subordinates were sent to besiege the 5 people from Tang Fang, including Sherwood and Anthony's people. At this moment, only Du Yufu was left beside Hercules.

Seeing the group of unfriendly men approaching quickly, Du Yufu suppressed his panic, stepped forward, and stopped in front of Hercules: "Who are you? Don't come over, you know..."

He stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. A machine gunner who took off his power armor directly pinched his neck and swung him back forcefully. There was only a loud "crash", and Du Yufu was pressed down on a sheet of paper. On the coffee table, the glass surface was smashed to pieces. The tingling pain from his back and the pain like bones falling apart made his face twisted into twists and turns.

"Don't...you don't come here. Wolfe, Tout..." Hercules stepped back and called for help to the men who were besieging Tang Fang and others by the ring.

It's a pity that the distant water couldn't save the near thirsty. Under the pressing force of another machine gunner, Hercules hit the wall with a "boom".

Although he is no longer the athletic and strong guy he was back then, it doesn't mean he will sit still. Hercules' right hand quickly stretched to his waist, where his gun was placed. It's a pity that the Marines react faster than him.

"Pfft." A heavy punch hit his lower abdomen precisely.

Hercules' face was like a fast-rotten and long-haired persimmon, instantly covered with a layer of green, and he felt as if ten thousand mad cows were galloping in his stomach, and then with a "wow", he vomited all the food he ate for dinner. come out.

Seafood, steak, foie gras, mousse and so on are all over the floor.

"Uh, uh..." He almost vomited out the acid in his stomach. It's been more than ten years, and I haven't experienced this feeling in more than ten years.

The soldier withdrew his fist and pulled out the "Paladin m5" from his waist. Then, his shoulders shrank, and poor Hercules fell on his vomit with a "plop".

The entire process from throwing off Du Yufu to releasing Hercules took only 20 seconds. The expression on the machine gunner's face was icy and cold, and it didn't change a bit from the beginning to the end.

Hercules lay prone on the ground, his limbs twitching, acid water dripping from the corner of his mouth. He stared blankly, at the end of his line of sight, dozens of machine gunners passed through the boxer passage and entered the underground hall.

...

The battle ended quickly, and within five minutes, Hercules' subordinates, Sherwood, Anthony and a group of boxers, lay on the ground and wailed endlessly.

No one expected that they, who were besieging and beating their opponents, were unexpectedly besieged by a sudden group of strangers, and they were all knocked to the ground.

The man in the jacket had a broken arm, his bald head hit the boxing ring and passed out, the man with the tattoo was thrown directly into the auditorium by a big man, he fell and couldn't take care of himself...