"A bunch of waste."

Looking at the men who were frightened by the fear of being scared, the ugly faces were so ugly that they were. There were more than 40 people on his side, but in the end he had no choice but to take the young man in front of him. How could he not be angry?

Although he was cursing, he didn't think of picking up the guy and rushing up, just because at his feet, the first gangster who was beaten away by Zhuang Lin was still lying there, and he didn't move any more from beginning to end, which made him feel a little cold.

Although he thought he was very good at fighting, he also knew that he was self-aware. Not to mention forty knives, even ten knives besieged him with swords, in the end, even if he could put all these knives to the ground, he would probably have to pay a considerable price.

But the man in front of him was facing the siege of forty gangsters with bare hands, but he was not hurt at all. From beginning to end, he was crushed by everyone, and everyone was frightened and scared. He was wondering, if he met the man in front of him, how many punches could he block him?

The first punch, the one that knocked the four gangsters away, could it be blocked with his flesh and blood? He looked towards him secretly, and at the end he shook his head. He couldn't stop that none of the human punch.

What kind of monster did I mess with this time?

Zhai Kui, the first general under the boss, and among the young and middle-aged people in Quancheng, the most ruthless man who is good at fighting against this human-shaped monster in front of him, do you have a chance of winning?

Maotou's heart was churning, his face was solemn, and Zhuang Lin, with his eyes tightly looking indifferent, was thinking about many questions in his mind, but no matter what, the Liangzi between them and Zhuang Lin is now established.

"Brother Wei..."

The sound of rapid footsteps came from the direction of the stairs, and a group of whizzed gangsters rushed down from the upper floor. In a blink of an eye, more than 30 gangsters appeared in the hall.

"Hmph, can you beat me, right? I want to see how many you can beat me. Today I will exhaust you here to death." The brothers who had a few dozen or so next to me undoubtedly brought Maotou full of courage. He narrowed his eyes, with a cold smile on his face, and said with a sneer.

If the manpower is exhausted, no matter how hard the other party can fight, he will be alone after all, and his strength will be exhausted. If you can't get a hundred people, you can't beat him to death, and you can't get him to death.

After seeing Zhuang Lin's power, Maotou no longer thought about it. He relied on his personal strength to defeat Zhuang Lin in person. Since he was not Zhuang Lin's opponent in person, he would simply use his advantage of the large number of people and use the tactics of the crowd.

"Give it all to me. If anyone can destroy this guy, I will reward him with 500,000. If anyone can kill this guy, I will reward him with 1 million." Maotou was determined to use the tactics of the sea of ​​people to kill Zhuang Lin, and he had a price of 500,000 and one million.

One million may not be a big deal for rich people, but for these gangsters at the bottom, they may not be able to save so much money in twenty years without eating or drinking. After hearing the words of Maotou, all the gangsters were ready to move, and even those gangsters who were scared out of their courage began to move.

It is true that money can make the devil push the mill. Driven by the thick rod of money, the gangsters who had stopped moving up once again raised their knife and rushed towards Zhuang Lin like crazy.

"Since you want to die, I will help you."

Zhuang Lin, who was standing in the center, glanced coldly over these gangsters who were looking for money and desperate, and said coldly. As the words came to an end, his aura had also increased to the peak, and he was about to take action again.

At this time, the knives who were first around Zhuang Lin had already raised the knife in their hands, shouting hysterically, and swarming towards Zhuang Lin.

Zhuang Lin clenched his fists, and the joints sounded between them. A cold light shot out from his deep eyes. Then he raised his fists, bent his arms, and his fists were facing outwards, exerting force, as fast as lightning, hitting the chests of the two gangsters who were rushing towards him.

"puff……"

The two gangsters paused suddenly, opened their mouths and squirted out a mouthful of blood. Then they covered their chests with both hands, opened their mouths and breathed with difficulty, and the muscles in their bodies were tight and spastic, as if a heart patient had a disease.

At the same time, on the left and right sides of Zhuang Lin, four gangsters slashed down with knives, and used their strength so hard that if they were cut on their bodies, they might even have their arms cut off.

A haze floated in Zhuang Lin's eyes, and the cold light in his eyes became stronger. His body moved back and easily avoided the four sharp knives. At the same time, his two elbows swung to both sides and directly knocked away the two gangsters.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and almost no one around could react.

After bombarding the two gangsters with their elbows, Zhuang Lin did the same thing. Before the other two gangsters could react, he waved their elbows again and smashed them on the foreheads of the two gangsters, and put them directly on the ground.

While knocking down the two gangsters, he copied them casually. When his left hand returned to his chest, a machete had already appeared in his hand. At the same time, two more knives arrived in front of him with the sound of the cold wind.

"Dangdang..." He raised the knife as he took the opportunity and easily blocked the knife that the three gangsters in front of him. Then he pulled it to the point of slashing. As the sharp weapon cut through the flesh, blood splattered, and then another painful wailing sound.

"Five hundred thousand, mine." An excited shout came from behind.

Zhuang Lin didn't even look back with the rapid wind. With intuition, his body leaned toward the left. While moving his body, his right fist turned into a palm, raised it high, and grabbed the gangster behind him who was jumping up and attacking sneakily.

He didn't even look at it, but directly turned the man over his shoulder, then threw away the knife in his left hand, grabbed the gangster's legs with both hands, as if he was swinging a wooden board, and smashed the gangster around him hard.

This man weighing 160 kilograms was like a little chicken without weight in his hand. He swung it up, and the few gangsters who rushed up around him could not dodge and were hit on his body. With terrible force, they all flew out.

This is not a joke. Zhuanglin rotated 360 degrees on the spot, like a whirlpool, sweeping all the gangsters around him. When they stood up, the whole hall was filled with people, howling and rushing to the gangsters, like harvesting wheat, pouring a piece.

He threw the gangster in his hand on the ground, and he strode over the gangster on the ground, picked up his fist, and pounced on the gangsters opposite him.

Seeing the companions falling down one by one, these gangsters were already frightened. Seeing the fierce man in front of him pounced towards him, their bodies couldn't help but tremble, and they turned around and were about to run away.

However, their reaction speed was much slower than Zhuang Lin's speed. Before they could turn around, Zhuang Lin's fist had already hit their faces, and they smashed wildly. Suddenly, the sky was spinning, and the stars were everywhere. Poor these gangsters could not tell the difference between the east, south, west and north, and shaking for a while. Finally, they fell to the ground and could no longer get up.

Zhuang Lin was also very straightforward. He bent down, grabbed a mullet's ankle with one hand, lifted them upside down with a strong arm, and shouted softly, throwing the two men with 140 or 50 kilograms away, and smashed them at the mullets on both sides as stones.

The bodies of these two men were like shells that had been removed from the chamber. They flew out with a whoosh and smashed into the crowds on both sides with terrible force. The three gangsters could not dodge and were knocked over to the ground. They didn't get up for a long time.

"Come again"

After dealing with all the gangsters in front of him, he stopped for a while, turned his head suddenly, swept his sharp eyes to the gangsters on the left, stretched out his hand, hooked his index finger and shouted sternly.
Chapter completed!