Doomsday female supporting role

On the ring, the two of them confronted each other and did not take action. They meant that "the enemy did not move, I did not move", and seemed calm.

But there was another scene around the ring, with the scorching sun, and most of the people watching the game were irritable.

"Don't fucking silly, you're going to beat me!"

"If it's a man, just put it on me!"

"Damn the weather, I'm almost baked!"

"Oh, I didn't let you fall in love, I'm not interested in seeing you all over the place!"

"It's not easy to be attracted to the poisonous scorpion, hahaha..."

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For a moment, dirty words continued.

Just when the crowds were crowded, there was finally movement on the ring.

Immediately, Xia Qing sensed the abnormal fluctuations in the air. Before she could see the object clearly, her body moved first, moved half a step left and turned sideways. The next moment, two screams came from behind.

At this moment, a strong wind came in a fierce manner, and this time she did not retreat but instead advanced.

She raised her hand and grabbed a thin wrist through her sleeve. Her black and sharp nails were nowhere close to her mask. At the same time, she twisted her wrist hard on her hands, raised her legs and kicked her sideways, and kicked her thick toe heavily on the side of the poisonous scorpion.

After she kicked several times, the sound of breaking through the air came again. Because the two were too close to each other, she had to let go of the clamping of the poisonous scorpion and took a few steps to avoid the hidden weapon.

The poisonous scorpion covered his waist with one hand and retreated quickly to keep a distance from Xia Qing.

At this time, the noise around the ring became louder and louder, accompanied by screams and screams. It turned out that the poisonous scorpion's hidden weapon did not hurt Xia Qing, but affected the fish in the pond.

On the ground not far from the ring, four men with hidden weapons were lying on the body. The four of them showed pain and were lying on the ground and twisting and screaming, but no one came forward to support them.

The snake skin on the side frowned and waved his hand impatiently at his hem. The two big men looked disgusted and dragged the injured man away with one hand.

Most of the poisonous scorpions are not fatal, but they attack quickly and painfully, causing them to temporarily lose their mobility. If not, the poisonous scorpions would have been expelled from the base long ago.

At this time, everyone watching the game retreated to a place farther away from the ring to prevent them from being accidentally injured again.

At this time, Xia Qing's gaze swept around the poisonous scorpion, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. It was not obvious when he walked, but as he ran, the hem of his clothes remained motionless, which was really strange.

She quietly moved her toes and kicked them, and her toes are still painful and numb.

After losing his first battle, the poisonous scorpion took a moment of slowing down, and then took action again, his five fingers formed claws, grabbed Xia Qing's face, and his other arm bent slightly on his chest, and his two fingers pressed against the inside of his sleeve.

The poisonous scorpion is not slow, but it is still far from the real masters. Therefore, Xia Qing took a ease to take a step back and kicked his upper body slightly, and was hit by the poisonous scorpion's side rib again.

The poisonous scorpion subconsciously curled up his upper body because of the pain, covered his waist with one hand, and fell back several steps. The originally slightly bent arm suddenly raised and pointed directly at Xia Qing.

Xia Qing was prepared for a long time, so she turned around and avoided the hidden weapon again. She saw a poisonous needle as thin as hair passing by her eyes, shining with a black and purple luster in the sun.

In the eyes of many people, this bet is not good for Xia Qing, although there are reasons for her deliberate efforts. However, in the ring, compared to the poisonous scorpion, it is indeed difficult to give the opponent a fatal blow with Xia Qing's bare hands alone.

In the stands, the creases between the eyebrows of the prison area became deeper and deeper. He thought in his heart that the snake skin was obviously a scam. The poisonous scorpion was a difficult character. Although the new female beast slave had some fists, it didn't look like a smart and cautious person. He rubbed the iron whip around his waist, thinking that he had to choose a substitute beast slave again.

Yue Pingchuan on one side was still expressionless and could not tell the joy or anger. His gaze fell on the slender figure, and his eyebrows raised slightly and then quickly fell down. Ye Yao glanced at Yue Pingchuan and thought to himself that Junjing's worries might be in vain.

Yue Pingchuan and Ye Yao are unshakable among the gladiators, their skills are naturally good, and their eyesight is naturally extraordinary. After two brief encounters on the ring, the two have already discovered that Xia Qing's skills are not simple, they are neat, quick and accurate in making moves, and quick reactions. Although they are a little surprised, that's all.

On the ring, the poisonous scorpion was kicked into the ribs many times, and it was the same place. His already cringe-shaped figure became more and more hunched. The pain made the sarcastic expression on his face no longer hold back. He turned to stare at Xia Qing with a fierce look, with a cold face.

Before, Xia Qing had discovered that poisonous scorpions were very thin, probably only slightly stronger than skin and bones. Usually, people who are too thin have obvious ribs on both sides of the skin and are rarely covered with muscles and fat. Even if they are accidentally collided, they will feel a strong pain, let alone being kicked many times.

The function of the ribs is to protect the internal organs of the human body, but they are not strong enough and are prone to fractures under heavy blows. If you are not properly grasped, the broken ribs may be penetrated directly into the internal organs, which may cause death.

However, her purpose is not to kill people but to win a bet, and it is enough to make the poisonous scorpion lose its power of resistance.

The military boots on her feet were covered with iron on the toe of the shoe, which was very hard. Even if she kept her strength, the first kick would be enough to make the poisonous scorpion's ribs crack. The broken ribs were very painful, which was enough to temporarily lose the power of movement, and large movements would aggravate the pain.

But the poisonous scorpion soon launched a second attack, and there was no obvious blockage in the operation.

So during the second fight, she deliberately used a little more force to attack the same place just to confirm. As expected, she kicked the "iron plate" and the collision reaction force of the hard object made her toes hurt and numb again. I believe the poisonous scorpion would feel better.

Even if he cannot kick his ribs, it is enough to deform the iron plate. It is not easy to stand straight when the deformed iron plate is pushed on the side ribs.

Suddenly, the poisonous scorpion with his head down smiled: "I like difficult prey." His voice was hoarse and sharp.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force. His upper body bent forward strangely, but the speed under his feet became faster. While moving quickly, the hidden weapons were emitted at the same time.

After many years of dreaming, Xia Qing was alone, and she truly realized the preciousness of her experience in the Special Operations Team.

Any fighting technique and ancient martial arts moves are just a fancy way. Only after actual combat enrichment and reinforcement can it be transformed into real strength. Relatives, partners, comrades, and superpowers can all be separated from themselves. Only strength truly belongs to them and will not be easily lost.

Facing the hidden weapon that was coming, Xia Qing did not retreat and began to run. Her speed was faster than the poisonous scorpion and her skills were more agile than that.

The delicate figure was like pear blossoms in the rainstorm, as if it would be knocked down by a storm in the next moment, but it would always be safe and safe, and stood proudly between the wind and rain, like a green pine standing on a lonely peak.

There were dangers on the ring, and no one dared to stop within ten meters around the ring.

The three people in the stands were condescending to see the situation on the field more clearly. The female beast slave ran very quickly, and whenever the hidden weapon was about to fall on her, she could always avoid it.

Her running route was not straight, but an irregular S-shaped one. Both sides were running, and hidden weapons were not easy to aim and would consume a lot of hidden weapons. She deliberately confused her opponent from time to time, just to get closer to the target without realizing it, waiting for a fatal blow.

The poisonous scorpion ran while controlling the hidden weapon, and at the same time observed Xia Qing's position. It was natural that he could not take into account the consideration of his thoughts. The repeated failures of the hidden weapon made him gradually anxious.

When he realized that the time was in the middle of the clock, there were not many hidden weapons left. While he felt sorry for the hidden weapons, he had to make careful calculations. Moreover, because after the intense exercise, not only did he find it difficult to maintain his physical strength, but the severe pain on his side ribs was also difficult to ignore.

Seeing that the attack of the hidden weapon became weaker, Xia Qing knew about the hidden weapon on the poisonous scorpion. After several efforts, she had already figured out the rules of the poisonous scorpion using the hidden weapon.

After dodging a wave of hidden weapons again, she suddenly accelerated and almost blinked her eyes behind the poisonous scorpion. When the poisonous scorpion discovered something strange behind her, it was too late.

The poisonous scorpion suddenly felt a severe pain in his knees. Because of the inertia in running, he fell for a while and then lay on the ground. Before he could react, his back sank and almost passed away.

Xia Qing pressed her knees against the spine of the poisonous scorpion, then pressed his wrist and twisted it behind her back, pulled his sleeves and tied his hands behind her back. For a moment, the poisonous scorpion could not move.

"Give up." Xia Qing whispered.

The poisonous scorpion lay quietly on the ground without struggling or responding, as if she had accepted her fate. At this moment, she suddenly felt a stinging pain under her palm, as if she had been stung by something.

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There are several buildings in the most tightly defended area of ​​Beishan Base, which is the most important place of Beishan Base. The high-rise buildings of Beishan Base live here and handle base affairs.

Among them, the most magnificent building has twelve floors, and the best room on the top floor is the commander's residence. There is a room that is almost the same on the right, living in the woman with the highest base status.

A woman in black clothes and black pants and a high ponytail was standing in front of the door. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. She lowered her hand when she heard someone responding inside.

The door of the room opened in response to the sound. A woman with the same outfit and similar appearance stood inside the door. She turned sideways and let the person outside the door in and closed the door casually.

"Hongyan, how?"

The curtains in the room were all pulled, but they were not stuffy, but there was a hint of coolness. The room was a little dark, with only a chandelier lit up with a dim light. The room was decorated with classical colors, and a sweet fragrance filled the air. It felt a little greasy after smelling it for a long time.

A woman wearing a black suspender dress, standing in front of the incense table with her back facing the visitor, half of a red scarf was placed on her snow-white shoulders and half wrapped between her arms. Her black hair was tied loosely, revealing her snow-white and delicate neck.

The person who asked about it was this person.

Hongyan stepped forward a few steps and said, "In another ten days, the commander will be able to return to the base."

"Well, when will Aoyama Kenwu and the others arrive?" The woman's voice was a little hoarse and sweet.

After the words came, she turned around. The woman was mature and plump, with white skin, and bright and sexy facial features, especially her cat eyes, half-covered, and her charming look was full of charm. This is probably the case with the beauty, with the appearance being second, and the ubiquitous style is the most attractive.

"Just these few days." Hongyan replied.

"Where is the other side of the Colosseum?" She walked like a cat, elegant and charming, slowly walking towards the only chaise longue in the room.

"The newly selected female animal slave in Luojian District has a conflict with the snakeskin. The two of them have made a bet. The Colosseum should be very lively now." Hongyan replied in a low voice.

"Snakeskin, I remember that he is Hirakawa's subordinate, this kid is very terrifying."

As she finished speaking, she suddenly chuckled and her voice turned cold: "I hope the female beast slave this time is an obedient and well-behaved person, otherwise..." The woman leaned against the chaise longue, her cat's eyes closed gently, as if she was sleeping.

At this time, knocking on the door came from outside the room again. The woman suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes sparkled, her red lips curled up, and her expression on her face became more charming: "Hong Ling, invite someone in."

Hong Ling invited the person into the room, and then stood outside the door with her sister Hongyan. The two of them had twins with similar faces. The only difference was that one often had a smile on his face, while the other always had expressionless expressions.

Listening to the delicate laughter and ambiguous whispers in the room, the two couldn't help but look at each other, and both saw the worries in each other's eyes.

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Xia Qing jumped up and looked up. He saw a small blood spot in his palm, and something was wandering quickly under the clothes of the poisonous scorpion.

Without suppression, the poisonous scorpion turned over and showed a grim smile at Xia Qing, and suddenly shot out several steel balls from his slightly opened mouth.

Xia Qing thought to herself that the poisonous scorpion was as difficult as the rumors, and she actually had hidden weapons in her mouth. But as soon as she moved, she felt something was wrong. She barely avoided the steel ball, her chest became stuffy and her head became dizzy.

Almost immediately she realized that she had been infected with scorpion venom, which can slow nerve reactions and respiratory and heart failure.

She was still careless!

At this moment, the poisonous scorpion had untied its restraints and turned over. At some point, there was a strangely shaped short knife in his hand, slashing towards Xia Qing's face.

She wanted to dodge but her body was heavy. At this moment, the familiar warm current appeared again and wandered inside her body. Her breathing and heartbeat returned to normal, and her dizzy brain also returned to clear light.

At this time, the tip of the short knife had already penetrated into the mask, and a crack appeared on the mask. A white and slender hand tightly clamped the thin arm, making it difficult for the short knife to make any progress.

Xia Qing bent her arm and elbowed her, hitting the scorpion's nose bridge. In an instant, his nose bridge was sunken, his face covered with blood. The man was knocked back and his short knife was pulled out.

She grabbed the poisonous scorpion's hand holding the knife, then twisted and pulled it, and moved her legs sideways. The next moment, she was behind the poisonous scorpion, and the short knife was placed on the poisonous scorpion's neck. Her other hand was clawed and grabbed the poisonous scorpion's left shoulder. When her hands were in a wrong force, the sound of bone dislocation sounded, and the poisonous scorpion's left hand hung down weakly.

"I'll ask you one last time, do you admit defeat?" She doesn't like killing, but it doesn't mean she won't kill. And kindness is enough.

A smile appeared on the poisonous scorpion's face again, and the strange laughter made a syllable, and then it stopped abruptly. The expression on his face was frozen, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were wide open, surprised but not afraid of death.

Xia Qing let go and retreated, allowing the scorpion of the poisonous scorpion to hit the ground. A few drops of bright red blood were splashed on her white cheeks. At some point, the mask on her face fell off, and a blood mark on her eyebrows made her impeccable appearance, dazzling and somewhat weird under the scorching sun.