Doomsday Code

Chapter 245 A hearty battle

The man was beaten like a grandson by Torre. He clenched his fist and smashed it on the ground, then exerted all his strength and rushed towards Torre again.

An ordinary person would not be able to dodge his direct attack, but Torre could easily dodge it.

Just after Torre dodged, the man learned from Torre's previous lesson. Because his body was very short to the ground, he kicked his feet and then quickly changed his moves to kick Torre in the waist and abdomen.

Just when he thought he could hit the man with this kick, Torre turned around, jumped again, and stepped directly on the man's back.

With a thud, the man fell heavily to the ground.

"Well, you learned quickly, but you didn't think enough. You shouldn't use the side kick for this move, you should use the back kick. This way you can cover up the disadvantage of being too short to attack from the ground."

At this time, everyone in the audience was stunned, because based on the exquisite changes in Torre's moves, if Torre had not intended to kill anyone, the master invited by the Ya Gang leader would have died long ago.

The leader of the Ya Gang in the audience was in disbelief at first, and then showed a look of horror.

It was not until he had completely lost hope that he thought about what would happen to him if he failed.

At this moment, the leader of the Ya Gang was like a gambler who had staked his entire fortune. He leaned on the edge of the ring and shouted at the man on the ground:

"Get up, use all your strength to kill him quickly."

The man on the stage also knew what kind of arena he was fighting in. It was a life and death arena. Only one between him and Torre could survive.

Although Torre has no intention to kill him now, it does not mean that he will not kill him in the future. He must defeat Torre as soon as possible, otherwise if he knows his whole background, he will be the one to die in the end.

The man roared, all his fighting spirit bursting out, and then he forcibly knocked Torre, who was stepping on him, away.

Torre landed smoothly, then frowned and looked at the man opposite him and said:

"Why are you doing this? If you don't want to, there's no need for us to continue this fight."

To be honest, Torre admired the man in front of him a little, because he was one of the few warriors who truly practiced the body-infusing and body-strengthening method that Torre had seen since he followed Huidun to the Western Territory.

He really didn't want such a pure warrior to be killed by him because of a scumbag.

The man looked at the excited little noble and the hysterical leader of the Ya Gang below the stage, then he gave Torre a painful smile and said:

"You do not understand."

Yes, Torre simply didn't understand why someone like him would come to help the scumbag leader of the Ya Gang.

That's because although Torre had been down and out, he finally met his benefactor Huidun, and Huidun was not a cruel nobleman, so Torre actually lived a pretty good life.

However, the man was different. Although he practiced the body-infusing and body-strengthening method, he also reached the gold level. In the eyes of ordinary people, this made him a master among masters.

However, in the eyes of those powerful people, he is just a useful dog, and if he wants to resist, his wife, children and the whole family will be the reins that bind him.

So the man's body was covered with scars, and his originally handsome face was disfigured by the scars.

This is what a warrior should be like in this world.

The reason why a small gang leader like Ya Gang Leader could invite a master like him was not because the man was greedy for money, but because his eldest brother had been bribed by Ya Gang Leader.

So he has to come even if he doesn't want to.

In fact, there are many tricks in the business of human traffickers. The human traffickers' gangs and the gangs of the men's bosses are all on this line.

It’s just that the man’s big brother’s gang is upstream and can get in touch with more dignitaries and can sell people at a higher price.

Therefore, downstream gangs like the Ya Gang have to rely on upstream gangs and use their personal connections to sell their people at a higher price.

There is no direct subordinate relationship between the two, but they are just partners in an industrial chain.

The lowest level is naturally the slave-catching team like the Scorpion Slave-catching Team that arrested Chen Cheng before.

Every time they went into the mountains, most of the slaves they captured were sold to downstream gangs like the Ya Gang. Unless there were better goods, they would take them to the slave market in the big city to sell them for a better price.

Torre looked at the man's punch with full of murderous intent, and Torre was now extremely alert.

He will use all his strength to give the man a satisfying final battle.

It was not until this moment that everyone in the audience truly saw what a passionate battle between gold-level masters was like.

The punches were so powerful that the little nobles in the audience cheered wildly.

The faces of the gangster bosses in the audience showed expressions as if their parents had died, which were as ugly as they could be.

They also had sharp eyes and could naturally tell that the person invited by Gang Leader Ya was a real master. However, this master was now fighting against Are, and although the fight was going back and forth, everyone had eyes and knew that it was only a matter of time before the man was defeated.

But now there are such masters in other gangs, and what this gang does now is completely different from theirs. How can they possibly be happy?

At this time, Kevlar became more determined in his inner thoughts, because with Torre's skills, he was definitely someone close to a big shot.

This is not Kevlar's guess, but the rules on the mainland are like this.

A master like Torre would only appear around important people. If he wasn't, then with his skills he would definitely become one.

Torre and the other man exchanged punches, then each took a few steps back.

Then the man looked at Torre and said:

"Come on, use all your strength. I want a hearty fight."

The man clenched his fists and smiled grimly at Torre.

Torre raised his prosthetic arm and said solemnly:

"Well, just go on your way."

Then Torre stimulated all the fighting spirit in his body, and the fighting spirit spread outward through his body. The strong wind brought by the fighting spirit blew up the dust and debris on the ground, forcing those watching the fight to close their eyes.

When the strong wind died down, only Torre was left standing on the stage.

The man was kneeling in front of Torre at this time. One of his arms was completely deformed. The arm bone passed through his arm and went directly into his head along the temple.

Torre took off his clothes, wrapped the man up, and then jumped off the ring with him in his arms.

At this time, Hausen also jumped down from the gift box on the cart.

Torre came to the cart and kicked it with his foot. The gift boxes on it were directly shaken away, and then bloody heads flew out of the boxes. Torre ignored these and put the man on the cart.