Chapter 9 Gladiator 3

"How dare you kill in front of me!" Suddenly, with a cold drink and a boom, the black fighting spirit swarmed like a tide, and the majestic posture of the bully was undoubtedly clear. The wind swept through the clouds, the wind was strong, the messy open space and the stones were flying, and the dust was flying.

"Come on!" Chartres bursts, the steel knife waved, and chirped. The cut air showed layers of broken marks. The sharp momentum was like the sky. With a knife, the sky collapsed!

"It's just the right time!" Jiulong did not let it at all. The firelight under his feet was dot, and the mysterious flowed. He stepped out step by step. He was like a ghost. His five fingers were open, and the fire was surging, and his fighting spirit was surging. He was shining on his head, like a god outside the sky.

"Hmm! The thick guy actually grabbed the white blade empty-handed, be careful to overturn the boat in the sewer, and tasted my move to cut the black moon night!" Chartres narrowed his eyes slightly, and the faint cold light swallowed uncertainly. Between the opening and closing, it was strange and changeable, and there was no ghosts or gods left in his hand!

Kowloon didn't say a word, and his fingers changed continuously, like a shadow, and the flames soared, overwhelmingly. With a pinch, he made a move in "Red Flame" and a move, Yehuo Honglian!

The big fire of Kowloon surged like an upside-down fire lotus, and the flames burned fiercely and suddenly covered Chartres.

"Hmm?" Charter suddenly condensed, picked up the sharp steel knife, and a black moon night cut struggled to meet the unique trick played by Kowloon.

It is said that it was very late. At a thousandth of a second, the two met, the red light surged, and the black light bursted up, and the red fire lotus had a strong power. It burned brightly. As soon as the black light touched it, it was like seeing a cat and mouse, suddenly retracting, but how could the two fighting spirits of rapid collision be due to shrinking a little by little? Stop.

Boom——

With a violent sound, blood soared, and with a bang, the sharp steel knife flew out obliquely and inserted on the ground. Chartres was still majestic and vigorous at the previous moment. Between twists and turns, success or failure was judged.

A bloody arm gurgled and flowed out. If it hadn't been for Chartre's strong fighting spirit and rich combat experience, he would have picked up the blade and hit the Yehuo Honglian under the head of Jiulong in a hurry. This blow would have blown up Chartres's head.

With one blow, Kowloon showed no mercy, his body rotated, kicked sideways, and his fighting spirit was turbulent. With a bang, a meteor hit the moon, directly kicked Chartres high and fell to the ground in confusion.

Puff!

Chartres's blood surged, and a blood arrow shot out from the sky. Blood suddenly permeated the mine. The dark light was like hell, reflecting Chartre's screams, which made people's scalp numb!

Kowloon rotates in the air and stands on the ground, really like white snow pine, bell and drum tower, standing tall, like the sun!

Plop!

Plop!

The people who usually followed Chartres knel down one after another, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and loudly begged for mercy: "Big brother, spare my life, boss!"

"Hmm!" Jiulong's eyes flashed, and he looked on coldly. He gently walked, clicked, clicked, and the sound of footsteps slowly reflected into everyone's ears. He was so scared that several little brothers who followed Chartres trembling and dared not come out.

zheng——

Kowloon waved his big hand, rolled his fighting spirit, swallowed the fire, pulled out a steel knife inserted on the ground, felt the sharp and cold breath of the wire on the steel knife, gently bounced, made a rustling sound, and suddenly laughed: "Haha! Good knife! What a good knife!"

After appreciating the knife, Jiulong turned his eyes to Chartres, who fell more than ten meters away from the ground. At this time, Chartres's blood surged, one after another, and dyed a large area on his chest red. His gloomy eyes burst out with hatred and looked at Kowloon without any hesitation.

Jiulong raised the corners of his mouth and sighed slightly, "I didn't see that you are still a man!"

"Shi can be killed, not humiliated. I'm not as good as others. If you want to kill, you can deal with it. I will never blink!" Chartres spewed another mouthful of blood and looked depressed, but his voice was firm and his vicious personality was revealed.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Jiulong smiled, sweating profusely, like a golden leather, and his fierce momentum was all flamboyant, "What a tough man, I'm a little reluctant to kill!"

Kowloon danced the steel knife in his hand, banged, and then said sadly, "Unfortunately, you are still going to die!"

Tear-

The air was cut, the cold light was shining, and there was a thorn. Jiulong took his hand and cast out a steel knife. The majestic Chartreshal split in two halves, blood and viscera were broken to the ground, and there was a strong fishy smell and stench!

"You!" Jiulong pointed to the gloomy but trembling Prati next to him and shouted, "Burn Chartres, take me to your nest, and give me all the food!"

Yes! Yes!" Pley was so scared that he trembling. How cruel this man was. Killing people is like searching for things, walking leisurely as if nothing had happened!

"Mount Taro, come with me!" Kowloon strutted proudly, holding Chartres's steel knife and walking slowly forward.

Tarot Mountain looked fearlessly at the dead leader Chartres, and his heart twitched fiercely, but when he heard the unquestionable voice of Kowloon's majesty, he quickly followed. Before leaving, he did not forget to put it on the back of the big basket on the ground and hurriedly follow behind Kowloon.

Sneer--

A flame rose, and Chartres, which was split in half, slowly turned into ashes, and the smell of burning permeated the whole mine. Chartres's era is over, a generation of newcomers pushing old people, followed by another round of mine competition for hegemony.

In a basket, Jiulong sat on a soft cushion and gently stroked the broken mat under his buttocks. This was completely a soft cushion made of the miner's clothes piled up and sewn together. His sharp eyes shot around. This is an extremely quiet place, without any noise, and it is a good place to practice. .

"Big boss!" Pulai held a leather bag in his hand and a water bag to flatter Kowloon.

"Hmm!" Jiulong snorted coldly and said, "Send enough food and water for me and Taro Mountain every ten days, and all the other food will be distributed so that the slaves will not starve anymore. If you have the strength to work for a while, go and do it immediately!"

Pulai seemed to have misheard Jiulong's words and looked at Jiulong in a loss.

"Go quickly, what are you doing!" Kowloon suddenly shouted coldly, which made Prie staggered.

Pley said with some embarrassment, "What should we do?"

"Go and do it for a while, 50 pounds of black iron ore a day. If I find you bullying slaves, don't blame the steel knife in my hand for not having long eyes!" With a bang, Jiulong suddenly toss the steel knife, brushed it, and suddenly inserted it into the mine not far away, and suddenly shouted coldly, "Don't go!"

Yes! Yes!" Pley was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He knew deeply about Chartres's strength, but he didn't even make a move next. If this knife hit him, he would not end worse than Chartres. Kowloon's temper was moody and unpredictable, which really made Pulai confused. The shrewd Pulai was stunned for a moment and turned around and ran out.

In the quiet open space, only Jiulong and Taro Mountain were left. The excited Taro Mountain gently opened the food bag brought by Prati, took out a piece of cake chewing, and took a sip of water from time to time.

Clear spring and flowing water, gurgling, beautiful scenery is multi-bodied, in the watershed, soft **, spring light, pink sheets, rendering the meaning of raging, against the lingering Garrill galloping hard, delicate. The gasping Nice opened her voice and vented a wave of shocks brought by Garrill**.

"Great Master Galil, you are so exciting. If I lingered with you every day, my life would be wonderful." Nice opened her blurred eyes, and her sparkling blue eyes were as bright as stars, gently murmured, warm. The wet tone blew Gary's ears, making the crazy attacking Galil even more rampant. His big hands kneaded two groups of gentle, high-frequency sprints without hesitation, which made Nice cry loudly.

For a long time, with a low roar from Galil, the sweaty Galil released the last drop of pleasure before he stopped. Nice was like an octopus, tightly wrapped around Galil's strong body, slightly red cheeks, slightly open lips, showing a satisfying obsession everywhere.

"Nice, my baby, you really make me so excited." Garrill's sore body lay on the field like a dead pig, muttering to himself.

"Gary, you have satisfied me. You can choose the slaves in the black iron vein of West Asia Manor!" Nice snuggled on Galil's chest, his slender fingers gently outlined pieces of tendon muscles, his fiery red lips gently touched, and his face was red and rippled, which was really beautiful and delicious.

"Master Galil..." Nice's slender fingers slid down Gary's strong muscles, and finally grasped the root of his excitement, gently kneading it and couldn't put it down.

Galil's donkey's job is not covered. With Nice's gentle touch, the big guy began a new round of excitement. Nice looked at the beating No. 2 Galile, which rolled hotly, opened his red lips slightly, and swallowed No. 2 in one bite.

"Oh, my God, it's so exciting!" Galil screamed, tore Ness's dishevelled blue hair and enjoyed Nice's mouth. In the end, he muttered to himself, "You cheap bitch are so fucking cool, my gladiator... my wealth..."

"Gleator..."

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