When a man is angry, blood splatters three feet; when the emperor is angry, he will be buried in millions of corpses!

Lin Ziming is not the emperor and cannot reach the level of millions of corpses, but he can still make this white man named Connor splattered with blood for three feet.

These foreigners have already bullied them. If Lin Ziming is still indifferent and does not teach them a profound lesson, then he will not be considered a Chinese.

As a martial arts practitioner, when encountering unjust things, you must take action and support justice.

As a Chinese, when a foreign race insults his motherland, he must take action to save the dignity of his motherland. This is the principle and the bottom line!

Not to mention that Lin Ziming has this strength, even if he does not have this strength, he must stand up and safeguard the dignity of China at this time.

At this moment, Lin Ziming realized something in a daze.

Originally, when you reach his level, you should slowly cut off your relationship with the world, be transcendent, practice wholeheartedly, constantly break through yourself, treat practice as a scientific cause, and constantly explore forward, so that you can achieve supreme.

However, Lin Ziming discovered that it is not necessary to do this, because people cannot be absolutely transcendent in this world. This is not human beings, but a machine that abandons the seven emotions and six desires and pursues the way of forgetting emotions.

At least Lin Ziming is not suitable for taking such a path.

Now the provocation of Smith and others has made Lin Ziming realize something he had never thought about before, that is national justice!

This is a bondage and a help.

The meal was not eaten anymore. Lin Ziming followed Smith and others to go upstairs to the fight club. Sure enough, he saw a huge octagonal cage, which was blocked by black iron nets all around, and was very strong.

When they came up, there were many people in the fighting club, and two of them were fighting in a comprehensive battle. The scene was particularly shocking and bloody, and they punched each other in the face, and both sides were in the lottery.

There is still a lot of blood on the ground.

When Ning Yuning and Yu Qing saw this scene, they were both particularly scared, their scalp was numb, and they didn't dare to watch it again. When they thought that Lin Ziming would go in and fight with Connor later, they were all worried. Especially Ning Yuning, they were afraid, guilty, and regretful.

"Mr. Lin, this is too dangerous, let's cancel it!" Ning Yuning said in a pleading tone.

Yu Qing also said, "Yes, Mr. Lin, you are a tall boss, there is no need to enter the octagonal cage with Connor. Besides, he is a professional boxer and punches very hard. You can't stand it even if you get a punch!"

The other two bodyguards also persuaded Lin Ziming not to be fooled.

Lin Ziming was quite moved. These people were all for his own good, but it was impossible to make him retreat. There was no reason at all. In front of him, Connor was just an ant. To put it simply, even if he stood there and didn't move and let Connor beat him, Connor would not be able to hurt him.

It sounds like a lot of money, but that's the truth!

Now Ning Yuning and others were indeed worried about him, and he explained patiently again: "Don't worry, this Connor is not my opponent. I will be able to knock him down soon after."

He had already said it clearly enough, but Ning Yuning and the others still didn't believe it because the size difference between him and Connor was too far!

"What? This Chinese man is going to go into the octagonal cage with Connor? Are you crazy!"

A man screamed in surprise after hearing Smith's words. He was the coach here and mainly taught Muay Thai.

When the others heard it, they were also incredible and looked at it. When they saw Lin Ziming so thin, white and tender, at most they were only to the middleweight level, and Connor was a good heavyweight level, they all felt it was incredible and thought Lin Ziming was looking for death.

Smith showed a grim smile and said, "It doesn't matter whether it is crazy or not. This Chinese man is particularly arrogant and said he wants to use his Chinese kung fu to defeat Connor."

Hearing the four words "Chinese Kung Fu", the people in the Fighting Club were stunned for a moment, then sneered and said, "Smith, don't joke, Chinese Kung Fu is a performance. The gymnastics that the old man practices in the square are not powerful. The real powerful ones are Muay Thai, karate, Jiu Jitsu, and free fighting."

"Isn't that true? Last time, a Chinese man came to the club and said he was practicing Xingyiquan and wanted to come to us to compete. As a result, we were beaten to death by Tony, and we were so trashed."

"Besides, Connor is a top boxer in the British Empire. He can have a maximum force of 1,500 pounds and can kill a cow. If this hits this Chinese, he will not be beaten apart."

"I think I'd better not want it, it's too bullying. Just let Tony play with this Chinese."

People in the Fighting Club all contempt and disdain for Chinese Kung Fu from the bottom of their hearts. Now when they hear Lin Ziming wanting to enter the octagonal cage with Connor, they are simply just watching it as a joke.

Then, another black man came over and spoke to Lin Ziming in a bad Mandarin and said, "Hey, Chinese, do you know who Connor is? The top boxer of the British Empire can kill a cow with one punch. If you want to go into the octagonal cage with Connor, you are looking for death! Surrender quickly and apologize to Connor."

Lin Ziming was too lazy to pay attention to this black man and walked straight to the octagonal cage.

The black man couldn't help but feel angry when he saw Lin Ziming ignore him.

Ning Yuning, Yu Qing and others were even more worried. Lin Ziming was determined to fight with Connor. What should we do now?

At this moment, they even had the idea of ​​calling the police!

Lin Ziming saw through their thoughts and said seriously: "Don't call the police, believe me."

When they saw Lin Ziming's eyes, they felt inexplicably very safe and put down the phone they raised.

When Connor saw that Lin Ziming had actually entered the octagonal cage first, he became even more excited. He took off his top and pants, wore standard contestant shorts, put on his boxing gloves, and began to walk towards the octagonal cage.

Smith punched his strong chest hard and said, "Connor, my good brother, I will count on you this time and beat this yellow monkey hard! Let him know how powerful we are!"

Connor's mouth raised, and he showed a wanton grin, saying, "Don't worry, my dear Smith, I will torture this yellow-skinned monkey in China later, so that he can understand that the Chinese Kung Fu he advocates is a piece of shit!"

After saying that, he strode into the octagonal cage.

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