"Why are you all so anxious? You are not dead yet!"

Zhen Yuanzhai, who was sitting there, was dozing not far away, suddenly opened his eyes and said to himself while yawning. All the fighters here are not smart-headed people. After receiving the reminder, they immediately reacted and stared at Gulizali, who was lying on the ground.

"It hurts so much!" In the alert of several people on the field, in the disbelief of Weip's glee K's eyes, Gulicha, who should have been killed by Super Kill, hit the ground with both hands and slowly got up.

Frowning and looking at the burned clothes, Gulizali shook his head with some dissatisfaction: He was still too careless. Although he had detailed combat data from fighters, experience cannot be taught by just one piece of data. Gulizalili felt that he needed more battles to temper himself.

"Impossible," K pointed at Gulicha's strength like a copper bell and shouted: "How could you still be alive?"

"What's this? Contempt?" Nodded slightly at Weip, Gulicha's strength then looked at K: "I admit that I'm a little careless, but you really think that you can kill me with just eight hundred years of regeneration power. Isn't it too whimsical?"

After saying that, Gulicha's strength disappeared in front of several people after leaving two deep footprints on the ground. The next second, his figure appeared behind K. Before he could feel the dangerous K reaction, Gulicha's right leg slammed hard on his spine with a whistling sound.

K, caught off guard, groaned and flew forward. Guliza's figure, who had completed a casual blow, disappeared again, and appeared at the place where K was about to land.

K, who saw Gulicha's strength appearing in front of him, was shocked, subconsciously shrank into a ball, his hands tightly clamped into fists, and he was waiting for the thunder strike. Gulicha's strength, who saw K defending, snorted coldly, took a breath, then raised his right leg again and shouted: "Thousand-year regeneration power, Hong Meiling!"

The wind blade that could be seen in the naked eye roared out with the falling right leg, forming a circle and surrounding K who had fallen. Despite being prepared, the wind blade, which was like a blade, still left wounds on K's body. After the wind blade disappeared, K, who was bleeding all over his body, lay on the ground in a miserable state.

K's miserable appearance did not arouse the sympathy of the fighters. They looked at Gulicha's strength, which looked not worth mentioning, and the thousand-year regeneration power? The words Gulicha's strength just now made the fighters' hearts sink, and subconsciously communicate with their companions and frown after looking at each other.

The regeneration power was developed by the Sound Nest Organization through countless researches. This power is quite gentle. It also contains a trace of healing function, which means that after the fighters learned this power, they healed the hidden wounds left by the King of Fighters Competition in 1997.

But no matter how gentle the power is, it also has a violent side. The eight hundred years of regeneration power used by K before has already made the fighters secretly frightened. Now Gulicha's power strike contains a thousand-year power, which makes the fighters watch the show with peace of mind. Because of the real threat, the fighters put away their underestimation, and no longer matched the previous frivolity and indifference, and they sat upright and looked serious.

"This is the real regeneration power!" The Gully Cha Activist glanced at K who was lying on the ground and was full of resentment and looked cold: "If you want to exert its true power, you must at least understand the power of a thousand years, eight hundred years? Humph, a sad insect!"

Gulicha Lidi set his sight on the gods of the Heavenly Kingdom, who had almost become a passerby: "Because this disgusting garbage wasted too much time, let's start!" As the words fell, Gulicha Lidi's body disappeared again.

No! The people of the Heavenly Gods who had been watching coldly were shocked and scattered around without any hesitation. However, they had just left their original position, and then the faces of the few people changed drastically, realizing that their mistakes were made. They should not disperse, they should be gathered together!

With this faint regret, they saw Gulicha who was exposed and knocked out Ryuji Yamazaki away with force. Seeing Chris being knocked down again, they watched Sharmi screaming and retreating. In just one second, only Qijia Society was left.

"I seem to overestimate your big snake clan too much!" He glanced at the three people lying on the ground, then looked at the ugly Qisha Society, Gulicha shook his head boredly: "Just because you still want to destroy the world? Ridiculous thoughts!"

Hearing Gulicha's words of contempt, Qijia Society was so angry that they almost bit their teeth. When did their gods in heaven fall to such a state, and when did they be looked down upon? Qijia Society wanted to burst out all their strength. He wanted to fuck the arrogant guy in front of him to the ground and rub him back and forth, but he didn't dare, no, he was unwilling to accept it!

So what if I defeated Gulicha? This guy is a totally insignificant little shrimp. They participated in this King of Fighters competition for another more important thing. Before destroying the enemies that Lord Orochi personally instructed, the gods of the heavens should not waste their power at will, nor should they reveal a trace of intention.

Tolerance! I must tolerate it! The Qijia Society, who forcibly pressed down the anger in his heart, looked around, looked at Sharmi and Chris with a worried look on his face, forced a smile on his face, took a deep breath and said unwillingly: "We admit defeat!"

Before Gulicha could express his strength, the fighters who heard this sentence could not help but make noise. Is there any mistake? These guys from the Gods of Heaven actually gave in? Damn it! It must be the wrong way I heard it! The fighters who felt that the auditory hallucinations couldn't help pinching their ears. Looking at their companions who were also unbelievable, they realized the seriousness of the problem.

If there is a conspiracy, there must be a huge conspiracy here!

The fighters don’t believe that the guys from the Gods of Heaven would be such cowards. They are all foxes for thousands of years. What are they playing in Stories from a Chinese Studio? After secretly communicating meaningful gazes, they moved their gaze to the field again.

"Oh? Give up?" Gulicha glanced at the several people with undeniable strength.

As if afraid that he would not believe it, Sharmi, who was lying on the ground not far away, sobbed with two tears on his face, and said with a sad look: "We really admit defeat!" After saying that, I couldn't help sobbing. Opposite her, Chris couldn't help rolling her eyes: Sister, your acting skills are too exaggerated, right?

I don't know if it's because of the mercy of the beauty. Anyway, the young mastermind believed Sharmi's tears. He threw the heavenly gods who supported each other with a bleak face. After showing a sincere and kind smile to Weipu, Guliza looked at the fighter below with a expression and shouted: "Who else!"

Looking at Gulicha's arrogant and arrogant look, looking at the other party's Gods behind him, I was so scared. I gave in and exaggerated acting skills, and the fighters looked annoyed: I really want to go up and teach the other party a lesson, what should I do if I can't beat you and feel embarrassed? What if I can't beat you?

Should I just suggest it? For such a shameless scum who despises the glory of the fighter, what if the mastermind behind the ulterior motives are standing side by side, they go over and go home for dinner?

Looking at the fighters who did not respond in the audience, Gulicha Ridi looked contemptuous. This is the fighter? This is the opponent that the organization has always been vigilant about? This is the most powerful group of people in the world? Thinking of this, Gulicha Ridi swept all the fighters present with his right index finger, and spitted hard at the ground with disdain and said loudly: "Trump!"

Damn, it's tolerant, it's unbearable! Gulicha's strong attitude completely angered everyone present. They were all fighting fighters who thought they were superior. When had they been insulted so much? What if he didn't beat out all the shit of his grandson, how could he come out to the world in the future?

But before the indignant fighters could express their feelings, a monotonous applause came from behind Gulicha's strength. Looking up, a gap suddenly broke into the originally flat field. A dark green combat uniform with a blade on the hem and a windbreaker similar to a windbreaker. The extremely majestic and mighty man slowly walked out of the rising elevator. He clapped his applause as he walked, saying, "Okay, that's right!"

Looking at the fighters who came, they looked speechless. Who is this little flat head? I'm sorry for such a disrespectful person here. Believe it or not, and you'll be caught in a sack!

Looking at the figure of the visitor slowly approaching, Gulicha frowned: "ZERO, why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" ZERO looked around with a little interest, and finally came to K, lightly tapping K's body with his feet, and said to K with his eyes closed: "Are you dead?"

"Get out!" K, who had his eyes with madness and desperation, opened his eyes and cursed fiercely. Ignoring K's extremely unpleasant tone, ZERO squatted down and patted him on the face: "Don't be dejected and like a stray dog."

ZERO's rude behavior made K feel angry. Even if he was seriously injured now, he could not be bullied by just one person! With a trace of determination in his heart, K's whole body burned again, but without waiting for him to get up, ZERO grabbed his neck and lifted him up: "Young man, don't always think about making big news. Some people are not something you can afford!" After saying that, he threw K, who could not raise any strength, in front of Gulicha's strength.

"ZERO, answer me, why are you here!" Ignoring the K under your feet, Gulicha said seriously: "This is a task assigned to me by the organization. You should not exist here!"

"I know," ZERO looked at his hands that were stained with blood with disgust. He took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it while saying in an indifferent tone: "But I'm here now, why? Do you still want to hit me?"

ZERO's words choked Gulicha's strength very much, and ZERO's attitude made him a little confused. After thinking about it, Gulicha said in a deep voice: "What you did violate the organization's regulations. ZERO, be prepared to face the leader's questioning!"

"Do you really think the leader doesn't know what I did?" ZERO smiled strangely. Before he could figure it out, Gulicha, who was confused, thought it through, he glanced at K who was lying on the ground and said, "Let's finish the matter first!"

The business is over? Gulicha is completely confused now. First, ZERO appeared here for no reason, and then said a lot of things that he couldn't understand. What exactly does this guy with a higher position in the music nest organization want to do? Gulicha is even unable to understand even if he wants to break his head.

"It seems you really don't know!" ZERO tapped his head gently with annoyed look on his face: "Give me a hint, do you know that guy?"

Gulicha looked at K, who was like a dead dog on the ground with a face full of doubt: "The clone made by the organization is a relatively successful test piece."

"NO,NO,NO," ZERO said with his index finger, "You are only half right. He is indeed a test subject, but he is not a clone!"

ZERO's words made Gulicha's heart burst. K, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head, and asked in a trembling voice: "Really, really?"

"No, this is not right!"

Before ZERO nodded and confirmed, Gulicha retorted sharply: "I remember clearly in my head that K is a clone. Although he is unwilling to admit it, he is my cloned replica!"

"Oh, it's a headache," ZERO said with a sigh and laughed: "I'll give you another tip, what is the best way to train cloned warriors?"

"It's memory implantation!" K roared with ecstasy expression.

"Bingo," ZERO, who knocked his fingers, looked at K with praise, and looked at the silent Gulicha strength. He asked with a bad look on his face: "Since K is a normal person, but his clones are normal, then who do you think of his copying experience?"

Hearing this sentence, several people nearby fell silent, and then everyone turned their eyes to Gulicha. Not far away, Weip covered his mouth with his hands and looked at K on the ground with tears in his eyes. Just now, she almost killed her biological brother. Thinking of this, she looked at Maxim who had been silent for a long time.

Big news! The audience in the audience felt infinite satisfaction at this moment. The plot was flipped and the clone's identity was switched. This was even better than the suspense TV series at 8 o'clock in the afternoon on Fuji TV. At this moment, the fighters looked at the unspoken Gulicha with malicious intentions, and looked forward to the next plot.

After a long time, Guliza Lidu retorted palely: "ZERO, you came here today to tell me," he glanced at K, who seemed to be a rebirth, and continued: "Tell me I am this trash, the clone of this unworthy guy?" Guliza Lidu smiled contemptuously: "This kind of nonsense is not credible at all. Of course, if you are telling a joke, then I can only tell you regretfully, this joke is not funny at all!"

"Tsk tsk tsk," ZERO shook his head and said, "Why don't you want to believe what I said? Well, meet your requirements and look behind you!"

I saw a virtual projection appearing behind Gulicha Lidu at some point. With ZERO's command, the screen was played quickly. Through several highlighted images, Gulicha Lidu's first half of his life was played aside in just a few minutes.
Chapter completed!