Chapter 28 Duel

Tiemule smiled and didn't say much. He just asked, "Dear Martha, who is this Milovich?" If he loses a duel and has another accident, will there be any serious consequences?

Martha shook her head with extreme suspicion and said, "Do you think your partner has any hope of winning?" This is impossible. You don't know Milovic's strength and fear. He likes to torture opponents who have lost their combat effectiveness in duels. I can only hope that your partner is lucky enough not to suffer too much because of failure. As for Milovich, there was really an accident..."

Speaking of this, Martha stopped, took a deep breath, and her eyes showed deep fear, and then continued to say heavily: "Actually, in Karas City, there are many people who want to kill Milovic, but until now he has lived well, which is certainly related to his own strength, but the more important reason is that He is from Miresiyev.

"Mresiyev?" Tie Muller rubbed his bald head and said, "Is Karas a very powerful boss?"

"Yes, Miresiyev is the head of the largest workers' association in Karas City." As if afraid of being heard, Martha's voice unconsciously lowered, and the fear in her eyes was deeper. She whispered, "He is a real devil. Those who have angered him have basically disappeared from this world. Milovic is a trusted confidant of Mireliev. He takes care of all the hotels under the name of the Workers' Association. The reason why he pestered me in the name of pursuit is also to control the use of me and let me work for the Workers' Association. If something really happened to Milovich, I can't guarantee what Miresiev will do to you... I'm sorry. It's all because of me that Milovich came to you.

At this time, it was too late to regret. Milovich had already finalized the way of the duel and stared at Di Changli and said, "Kid, since you provoked me, it's up to me to decide the way and time."

"Of course." Di Changli nodded casually.

"Very good, boy, it seems that you want to be famous, right? To be honest, I'm also very happy to fulfill your wish. I don't want you to wait too anxiously. A ferocious smile full of tyranny appeared on Milovich's handsome face. So, let's solve it in the first way here, without any weapons, and completely rely on your own strength to talk. What do you think?

It is Milovich's inherent special hobby to break the bones of his opponent's whole body with both hands, watch the enemy scream, tremble, convuls, secrete and secrete incontinence under extreme pain, and finally slowly swallow his last breath. He felt that today was a good day, and he could enjoy this kind of enjoyable game.

"Yes." Di Changli answered very simply, and a touch of imperceptible ridicule and murder flashed on his knife-like hard face.

There is no doubt that this Milovic must have considerable power in the city of Karas, so Martha is very afraid of him. Di Changli's original intention is not to provoke such a difficult figure to attract a stronger enemy at this time, but the other party has stepped on Tiemule's head, and the hostile relationship between the two sides is bound to Inevitably, Di Changli had to take a Thunderbolt to eliminate Milovich first.

Since the situation is irreversible, Martha can only suppress her anxiety and anxiety and wait helplessly for the final result of the situation.

There is a special exercise venue in the hotel, and the duel is arranged here. The procedures are not complicated, and there is no statement that there is no notarization fee on Paradise Star. After simply signing their names on the voluntary agreement, Di Changli and Milovic entered a life-and-death decision.

Milovich moved his body and felt that the blood accelerated slightly in the blood vessels. A sense of excitement of eagerness to tear his opponent slowly floated up. He put out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, looked at Di Changli opposite him with a ferocious smile, and waved, "Come on, boy, I'll stand here. As long as you knock me down, you You can achieve your wish. Come on."

The light flashed in Di Changli's black eyes, and his upper body bent down slightly, like a prelude to a fierce beast. The fierce momentum immediately surged out and forced out, making the onlookers unable to tremble. Then, the whole body quickly swept forward, like a sharp arrow that only came out after the powerful crossbow spring was pressed to the extreme, and it was fierce and brazen.

The boy didn't seem to have done his best before. Milovich's pupils shrank and was slightly surprised. He immediately raised three points of vigilance, but correspondingly two points of joy. The more fierce Di Changli's offensive is, the more and faster the Force's physical strength will be consumed. He only needs to avoid the sharpness of the early stage, and the later situation will be controlled by Milovich.

"Pung Peng Peng..."

Almost in the blink of an eye, Di Changli has swept in front of Milovic. The two are short-distancely connected, and their fists and feet collided violently like a pile driver at a high speed that is difficult for ordinary people to see, resulting in thousands of virtual shadows and burst into a screaming waves.

This kind of master duel can be said to be rare. The onlookers were dazzling and secretly shocked. Suddenly, they saw a figure flying out of the battle circle, but the concentration saw Milovich.

Martha was surprised and happy. She didn't expect that the young man brought by Tiemule was so extraordinary that even Milovic, one of the masters in Karas City, fell behind. Milovich's men were a little surprised and disbelieved. They looked tight. Someone put their hands on the weapon and were ready to take action as soon as the situation was not right.

Martha's face was rigid and made a gesture quickly. The guards in the transferred hotel immediately took a few steps towards the people, and their eyes were full of resentment and contempt. The two parties who signed the voluntary agreement are naturally willing to gamble and be responsible for life and death. Before one party admits defeat, even if they are killed alive by their opponents, their relatives and friends of this party cannot take any means to retaliate against the other party on this basis. Even if they want to seek revenge, they have to find another appropriate reason. This is the iron law clearly stipulated in the federal duel. Even if the most powerful person is violated, he will be discredited by thousands of people.

In fact, in Paradise, this law is more recognized by the exiles who advocate violence. Milovich's actions are just a subconscious act. After seeing the eyes of the hotel guards, they realized that they were in a bad state and shyly avoided their eyes.

In the field, Milovich adjusted his breathing and felt that the pain in the contact area between the limb and Di Changli in this round was quite strong. In shock, he still underestimated the explosive power of the other party and hurriedly ran the Force for self-healing. He felt a little better. Looking up at his opponent, he saw that Di Changli did not take advantage of the situation to attack again, but stayed in place and seemed to be recovering. He must understand that the other party was not more uncomfortable than himself, and his physical energy consumption must be much more. If he still maintained this intensity of attack, it will not be long before he will be exhausted and slaughtered. At that moment, he smiled and said, "Kid, you do have two brushes, but this little ability is not enough."

Di Changli seemed to be angered by him, took a deep breath, let out a deep low roar, and then attacked like a gust of wind. Milovic's body flashed rapidly and no longerying blocked the frame, but resolved Di Changli's attack one by one with softness.

The movements of the two are extremely fast, and the wind is roaring and full of energy, entangling and chasing like two whirlwinds. Everyone was overwhelmed and knew that it was dangerous. They were so nervous that they didn't even dare to take a breath. Qingsha approached Tie Mule, frowned and whispered, "President, the boss's playing like this seems to have an advantage, but I'm afraid it can't last. Do you think of a way to remind me?"

Tiemule shook his head and said, "The boss is definitely not a reckless and radical person. Naturally, he has his intention to do this. Don't worry."

How can Qingsha rest assured? But seeing the presence of the old gods of Timule, and there was no way to wake up Di Changli, so he had to watch the development of the situation with fear.

The fierce battle in the field continues, "Peng." After a dull impact far beyond the sound in front of us, the two rapid leaping figures finally separated, and the chase came to an end.

"Is that all the skill is, boy?" Milovich's breathing was a little short, but the smile on his face was quite pleasant. After seeing the other party go through this round of extremely fierce fighting, although his body was still standing straight like a javelin, his tightly clenched arm seemed to tremble slightly. Milovich believed that his strategy against the enemy had received a very significant effect. He can be sure that the next step is his performance time.

Di Changli stood silently and did not answer, as if the physical consumption was too great, which had made him need to save and retain his strength to speak.

"Well, it's time for me to come." Milovich smiled more happily and stepped forward step by step, just like a beast approaching the prey that had lost its resistance at an arrogant pace, and the bloodthirsty tyranny in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

As the distance gradually shortens, the air between the two seems to be oppressed by invisible pressure, which makes people feel a little breathless. Martha's expression changed several times, and finally couldn't stand it. She said eagerly to Tiemule, "Try your partner to admit defeat, otherwise it's really too late. Milovich will definitely tear him to pieces without mercy."

"Conmission? If he admits defeat, will this guy let go? Although Tiemule didn't know much about Milovich's behavior, his experience was enough to make up for the lack of cognition. He hit the nail on the head and said, "Martha, don't have any more unrealistic delusions. I still have a word. I believe in the boss."

"Boss?" Martha was surprised and said, "Aren't you the president of Monet Mine? What kind of boss is he?

"That's a long story. I'll tell you later." Tiemule smiled.

Martha was full of doubts, and it was inconvenient to ask in detail at this time. She could only press her worries and pay attention to the situation in the field.