The eight-handed man, one holding a cigar in one hand, and the others, began to dance.

“Boy, there are rules here, if you want to see me, you have to win my championship here. Otherwise I will call the police and arrest you! ”

INDEED, IF JOJO KILLS A BLOODY PATH, HE MAY BE ABLE TO MEET THAT GUY.

But this is against the law.

“That’s enough, as you can see, your champion has been tied to a tree by me. I guess I haven’t woken up yet, so I don’t think there’s any need to keep fighting! ”

Eight hands raised one and shook it, and the ring on his hand shone with dazzling brilliance.

“NONONO, IF HE’S NOT THERE, THIS ONE WOULD BE THE CHAMPION TODAY. So, you need to defeat him! ”

All the audience was in an uproar, even if it was not the legendary champion, this challenge kid was just a schoolboy.

It’s almost impossible to win a championship in the state’s most famous underground arena.

“You guys are too much of a bully for elementary school students!”

Some people have raised objections, underground personality fighting, there have always been no rules to speak of.

Although the law prohibits elementary school students from participating in underground arenas, what an exciting thing it is for elementary school students to come to the arena to play the final.

“I’m very optimistic about this kid, can I bet on this kid!”

Another voice sounded, and this person’s eyes had been dripping and earning, obviously with ulterior motives.

At this point, all the audience began to discuss.

If the pillar here is down by this kid, it means that he will easily defeat this opponent.

Since it’s gambling, gamble big.

“I also bet on him to win, a hundred times!”

“I bet a thousand times! Bet this schoolboy can win! ”

For a while, everyone seemed to think of a little, originally for fun.

The money bet was meant to them inherently, and it might have been more interesting to bet money on this big schoolboy.

For a while, Mikin flew in the stands of the entire underground arena, all betting on JOJO to win.

The corners of the eight hands’ mouths rose slightly, and no one could see his move.

But my heart has already blossomed.

This was supposed to be a closing battle, and he made enough money with his quarters.

The so-called extreme of things must be reversed.

It was time for him to change the pillars, and the king here was a master of personality he had paid a lot of money to bring in from South Africa.

Originally, this time he was ready to bet all the money on this guy, and then wash his hands with the audience’s gambling gold basin, say goodbye to this line and go home to retire.

It seems that this money is easier to win.

So he beckoned his subordinates and whispered a few words in his ear.

The subordinate nodded and walked off the stage.

The music suddenly stopped, and the bright lights suddenly lit up in the middle of this arena.

A blonde in a high-forked swimsuit walked back and forth twice in the center of the field holding a sign, her high heels clicking on the ground.

The white-shirted host returned to the middle field.

“The rules of our arena are simple, as long as you fight so that the other party can’t stand up, what about you!”

With a shout, the host handed the microphone to the audience!

“You are the king!”

The audience shouted in unison, and the atmosphere was instantly set to the highest dynasty.

The beam suddenly shone on JOJO, who was standing on the side, with his hands in his pockets, extremely cold.

Melissa pinched a handful of sweat in her hands, this 8-year-old boy, had to come to such a stage, really surprised how he should explain.

Immediately, the light beam turns rapidly.

“Today, this self-conscious boy is going to challenge…”

The host’s temperament is full of irony, although this is a personality society, it is likely that his personality is very unreasonable.

But an 8-year-old boy can make big waves.

The beam suddenly stopped, accompanied by a sound that sounded like an earthquake.

Boom, boom!

“It is him, from South Africa, powerful, invincible, close to the invincible behemoth!”

The beast word stretched long, long and almost exhausted all the host’s qi, and he was obviously excited because he had seen this guy before the game.

The audience was quiet, and many people lamented that their money had been lost.

Only a few people were still gloating thinking that they did not mess around with the public, betting on the schoolboy.

Eight hands almost jumped with joy, and he had already begun to plan for his retirement.

Under the beam, a four-meter-tall guy with nostrils thick enough to stuff bananas.

It was still gushing outward, and the coarse gas looked like a red flame.

The dark skin all over the body looks particularly shiny under the light beam.

Then he was like a spring orangutan, roaring into the sky and slapping his solid moon.

“, what kind of monster is this!”

Someone just finished sighing, and watched this giant beast pick up a raw cow leg handed over by the staff behind him.

Rip and pull!

Take a bite and start chewing on it.

In less than 1 minute, a beef leg was torn alive by him, and even the beef bones were not spared, and it was eaten into the stomach.

He also had a torn leg under his feet, which looked very conspicuous.

Then he was full and said loudly: “I will fight again when I am full, otherwise I will not be able to resist eating this brat with fine skin and tender meat!” ”

The giant beast actually said human words, and the person who had just questioned him shut up, originally thinking that this was a monster from where.

Now it seems that he is indeed a human being, but his personality is too perverted.

Melissa’s fingers were pinched painfully, and she was so nervous that she couldn’t do it.

She was just about to shout that we admit defeat, but when she didn’t compare, a gentle hand took her cold hand that was tense to cold.

It was the girl in the red evening dress just now.

“It’s okay, don’t worry, I believe in empty strips!”

Melissa was held tightly by a girl of the same age, who was still such a beautiful girl, and finally relaxed a little.

JOJO, ON THE OTHER HAND, SNORTED COLDLY.

“You hit when you’re full, and I have to take a bite, right?”

The giant beast laughed, waved his hand, and motioned for his assistant to send him a corbel as well.

“I’m human, I’m not a monster, is there anything anyone eats!”

JOJO’s voice was flat and he looked into the audience.

Everyone laughed, but the smile was a little reluctant, this kid didn’t want to be a starving ghost.

“You, who do you say is not human!”

The giant beast is obviously not calm, although there are many people who say that he is not human, but such irony is indeed a little ugly, and the other party’s attitude really wants to make him angry.

“Give, I have a few sushi here!”

The girl in the red evening dress actually raised her hand, the white arm like snow, and the sushi handed over had a bit of the girl’s own body fragrance.

“Thank you!”

Hearing the local sound in a foreign country, JOJO suddenly had a special touch.

And this girl is not bad, the type of traditional woman he likes.

“Eat a sushi so slowly, do you want to fight it!”

The behemoth was running out of patience and shouted from the sidelines.

“Let him eat, this last meal in life, can’t be rushed!”

Ignoring the voices of the audience, Eight Hands was already standing outside the arena, holding a cigar and satirizing JOJO who was eating sushi.

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