The masked man blocked it with both hands, his palms numb.

He fell to the ground and quickly got up.

"It's interesting." The masked man whispered to himself.

Then he began to take the initiative to attack.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Just in time." Blackhand shouted.

Bang bang bang!

The punches hit the flesh, and sometimes they hit the octagonal cage, causing the vibrating octagonal cage to sway and make a clanging sound.

They struck alternately, fiercely and quickly. Punch after punch, like thunder exploding.

From an onlooker's perspective, both of them are extremely powerful.

They are all very ruthless in their attacks, their moves are cunning and their blood is flowing.

Their bodies were like locomotives, rushing and slamming into each other. Fists, feet, elbows, knees, all over the body, attacked with all their strength.

Unknowingly, the masked man's hat was blown off, and his upper body clothes were torn and turned into strips of cloth, which looked like beggar's clothes.

At the torn place, you can vaguely see the blood on it.

Blackhand's eyes were also swollen, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his calves were shaking.

This was kicked by the masked man just now.

So far, the battle is evenly matched.

This battle made everyone in the audience extremely excited.

"It's so enjoyable, so enjoyable! I knew it was not in vain. I think the showdown between Black Hand and the mysterious masked man is the most interesting!"

"Indeed, but until now, there is still no winner. It seems that both of them are about the same."

"No, that Wukong of yours has his head swollen."

Under the light, the audience in the distance saw that the head of the Wukong masked man had craters, as if it had been smashed out.

But those who were relatively close to the ring could tell that it was not smashed, but burned.

There is no hair, and it is different from a smooth bald head. It is covered with scars, and the wrinkled scars look very ugly.

Li Zhengping watched the duel between the two men, swallowed his saliva and asked the cannon:

"Brother Pao, can you beat them?"

Cannon curled his lips, "Just kidding, of course I..."

"Can't beat it!"

"I'm not a professional in this field. My major is interrogation."

Li Zhengping looked at Li Tie. Li Tie did not answer him, but his eyes were stern and thoughtful.

He was not shocked because of how good the fighting skills of these two people were, but because of the fighting style of these people, especially the fighting style of the wild dog, judging from these games.

They are so fucking desperate and cruel.

This is the true characteristic of the strong who survives in the apocalypse, bloodthirsty!

"Brother."

"What's the matter?" Li Yu looked at Li Tie.

Li Tie's eyes were a little solemn, "I suggest that you regularly bring people from the team over to fight for a few times. The combat team is better, but the militia team, I feel it is a little less bloody."

Li Yu's eyes lit up slightly.

This is true.

Through these survivors in the Octagon, grind out the people on their own team.

Firearms are one thing. Having a gun naturally eliminates the need for close combat.

But this fearless and ferocious attitude needs to be tempered.

Sometimes, just having a gun isn't enough.

Weapons and equipment are the basis, but if the people in the team have this ferocious and ruthless spirit, like a pack of hungry wolves, it will enhance the combat capability of the entire team.

Willpower is very important.

"Yes, a good idea." Li Yu smiled and nodded.

"Go back and try to pull people over. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. What's important is to let them feel this."

"good."

Just as they were talking.

The Black Hand in the Octagonal Cage fought against the Wukong Mask Man several times.

Black Hand wiped the nosebleed and saw that the Wukong Mask Man's mask did not fall off despite being punched several times by him. He became furious and had to take off the mask.

Rushed over again.

She once again pretended to take off his mask, but the next second she kicked the masked man in the stomach.

The masked man blocked again.

Blackhand's attack came again, pretending to take off the mask again.

The masked man had been deceived many times, but this time he ignored him and punched the black hand on the bridge of his nose.

Black Hand did not block, but let him hit the bridge of his nose.

He grabbed the masked man's mask with both hands and pulled it down hard.

Tear!

The masked man's mask was tied very tightly, and with this pull, two bloody marks appeared on the masked man's face.

Black Hand fell back, the bridge of his nose was broken, and blood splattered from his nose.

But he laughed.

"I'm wearing Nima's mask. I don't dare to show anyone what I look like."

The masked man was a little flustered when his mask was taken off, and he quickly covered his face with his hands.

But when he covered it, he found that his hands were covered in blood.

The burning pain on his face made him realize that when the black hand took off the mask roughly just now, the sharp mask had scratched his face.

His face was burned by flames,

The whole head, no, the whole body was burned.

Looks extremely ugly.

before the end of the world,

He used to do it to save people, to save those in the fire.

He left the opportunity to escape to others, but because he lost the best opportunity to escape, he was burned by the flames, causing 90% of his skin to be burned.

He narrowly escaped death, but if he hadn't been in good health, he probably wouldn't have survived.

After surgery, there was still no way to repair it.

The nurse in the ward looked at him strangely and refused to give him a mirror.

One day, he secretly found a mirror and looked at his ugly self in the mirror, unable to accept it.

Many people say he is ugly, but he actually doesn't care.

What he cares about is whether the people he cares about don't care about his face.

As a man, it doesn't matter if you're ugly, but if you're responsible, you're righteous and brave, these qualities are more important.

However, what broke his heart was:

None of the people he saved said thank you to him.

After that incident, the few people around him also unknowingly moved away from him.

The people he cares about say they don't care about his injuries, but in fact they do.

One day he heard his girlfriend making a phone call behind his back, saying that she would have nightmares every day when she slept next to him, and when she woke up and saw his face... it felt like she was in love with a zombie.

Even when he goes to a convenience store to buy something, even if he puts on a mask, when he raises his head and the clerk sees his scar, he will get a strange look.

When he goes to the movies, children will be frightened and cry, and adults will look at him with disgust.

Anywhere he goes in public, he will be looked at with frightened and wary eyes.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He asked himself what he had done, and he felt that he had done nothing wrong.

Shouldn't we save those people?

Maybe you really shouldn't save her. If you did, you wouldn't be hurt.
To be continued...