Hurry!

All the bowls and basins flew up, and Wang Lang picked up the table and swung it hard, directly swept out a fan-shaped half. The encirclement was directly scraped half by Wang Lang's table, and ordinary people flew out slantedly.

No one expected the sudden scene.

The little man was the first to react, pointed at Wang Lang and shouted, "Kill him for me!"

Wang Lang swung his arms round, and the other half of the encirclement was also broken by Wang Lang, and half of the wooden table in his hand was left.

Two great men came towards Wang Lang. Wang Lang pulled the remaining half of the table into two halves with his hands, and the legs of the table were whistling. The sound of wind breaking through the air made many people retreat.

The two big men flew up at the same time, one in front and one behind, ignoring Wang Lang's table and kicking him.

Wang Lang did not dodge, and completely confronted him head-on. The table hit the two big men, crackling and crackling, and wood chips flew. The two big men kicked Wang Lang's chest and back one after another.

Everything happened very quickly. When everyone realized it, Wang Lang had already separated from the two big men and was surrounded by four big men.

Wang Lang looked around, and the four big men were moving their necks and arms, and their joints were crackling.

The little man stood on the periphery, "I didn't see that he actually had kung fu. He has never been here yet. But it's useless to have kung fu. These are boxers I brought from T country. It's not easy to hit you."

Wang Lang had no expression on his face and threw away the two legs of the table in his hand, which were only half left. Those who practiced Muay Thai were like those who practiced in fantasy novels. It was nonsense to fight with these people. The other person's kick was really a kick, which was completely real, with no immune effect, and had additional penetration effect. If it was a strong skill, it was tantamount to buff bonus.

Moreover, the body of practicing Muay Thai is extremely hard. It is basically a technical iron-headed baby. It has no derogatory meaning, but it is real and hard.

Wang Lang touched his stomach, but he had not recovered completely, but he had recovered for half of it. Wang Lang can only play the fourth level of the Nine-level Divine Dragon.

A big man whipped in place and whipped his leg.

Wang Lang reached out to block it.

With a snap.

Wang Lang took a step to the side, and his arms were sore.

The man was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that Wang Lang's arm would break. But judging from Wang Lang's expression, there was nothing but a little pain.

After rubbing his arms, two more big men rushed up, attacking him from front to back, one sweeping his legs and the other kicking his head.

Wang Lang breathed a sigh of relief, stole a horse, crossed his hands, blocked in front of him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two big men's feet hit Wang Lang's body.

Wang Lang stood still, and the big man could not kick Wang Lang even with his broken feet.

The cold light accumulated in his eyes. Wang Lang grabbed the ankle of the man in front with his back, swung his arm round, and smashed the man in his hand towards the back.

The big man in his hand flew out, and Wang Lang turned around and kicked.

The big man behind him kicked him at the same time.

The two calves collided together.

A muffled groan.

Wang Lang remained motionless, and the big man limped back.

The other two big men attacked each other from the left and right at the same time, one targeted Wang Lang's temple and the other targeted Wang Lang's armpits, which were all deadly places.

Wang Lang jumped on the spot, his little man widened his eyes. Wang Lang jumped and his head reached the roof when the house was three meters tall.

When landing, Wang Lang spread his legs and kicked the two big men in a straightforward way. The big man staggered backwards, and was kicked a little confused.

A big man flew up and his knees hit Wang Lang's face.

Wang Lang twisted his waist and let out a low roar.

One punch!

With a snap.

The Han flew backwards and lay on the ground, covering his knees with pain and sweating heavily.

The patella was fucked into pieces by this punch.

Wang Lang's eyes were cold and he swept to the remaining three people.

"What are you doing when you stand there? Kill him! Don't leave a living! Do it to death!" The little man jumped in place, feeling so excited that he was out of the room and locked the door while talking, lying on the small window at the door, "Whoever beats him, I will give him 500,000 yuan to sell!"

The group of people who were originally watching the fun were ready to move, and more than 20 people were ready to stare at Wang Lang as if they were staring at 500,000 goods.

The remaining three big men formed a circle, looking for opportunities.

Wang Lang stood there motionless.

Three big men rushed out together, one kicked the head, the other lifted the vagina, and the remaining one kicked towards the lower abdomen.

Wang Lang turned his head and turned his head, posing in a strange position, just avoiding all the attacks of the three people.

All three of them were a little confused, but they still reacted quickly and adjusted their state to conduct the second round of attacks.

Wang Lang finally took action. Without fancy moves, he aimed at a big man and punched him with one punch. The big man swung a punch at the same time.

The two fists collided together, and the big man groaned, and everyone saw the big man's entire arm retreating, and the flesh on his shoulders protruded five or six centimeters of big bumps.

Dislocate with one punch.

Wang Lang punched again, hitting the place where the big man's chest and abdomen intersected, and his fist was swung from bottom to top. The big man flew upside down and fell to the distance and curled up into a lump and rolled over.

The remaining two big men looked at each other and took action at the same time.

Wang Lang swept a semicircle under his feet, steadily stole the horse, reached out and steadily caught the two of his fists, using softness to overcome hardness, and using a slight kilogram to make a big move.

Grasping the hands of the two, Wang Lang collided forward and the two flew out.

Wang Lang pulled back and hit him again, and the two flew out again.

One pull and one bump, one pull and one bump.

After repeated four or five times, the two great men were a little confused.

Wang Lang let go and swung his arm around and punched him.

A big man flew back, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, lying on the ground without any movement.

The remaining one was still in a state of confusion. Wang Lang turned around and whipped his leg. The big man shook the wall and then stopped moving.

Wang Lang turned around and looked outside the door, his eyes still cold.

The little man lying at the door shivered and was completely anxious. All four of the best fights were fucked.

"Why are you all standing there? Do you still want to get rich? If you want to get rich, give me all the money! Kill him!" the little man yelled.

No one moved in the room. These people were indeed brainwashed, but they were not so stupid that they could not distinguish their combat power.

"I will give you one million goods! Whoever hits him! I will give you one million goods! Wealth and honor are in danger! Those who are brave enough to survive will starve to death! Whether you can become a millionaire depends on you!" The little man lay at the door and shouted.

Finally someone moved, and the temptation of one million was still very big.

One person goes up, and the mentality of following the crowd begins to spread, and others go up with him.
Chapter completed!