Lin Zeyu could feel that Lin Shisan cared about Lin Bei.

But the female madman didn't seem to be good at expressing her feelings, so she went around in a circle and became the most primitive, and her son just wanted to live.

Lin Bei didn't need comfort, he quickly cheered up. He believed that when he surpassed his parents one day, Lin Shisan would definitely be impressed by him, and the most important thing now was to repel the Yankees who came to Zhaolin City, and by the way, he would confirm his cultivation.

After walking for a while, Lin Bei stopped in front of the vast martial arts hall, listening to the 'shouting' inside, and couldn't help but feel relaxed.

He clenched his fists and said silently: "Americans, I hope you are stronger, so that I can fight for a while." ”

Walking into the door of the gym, there was a smooth and shiny floor inside, and the crowd was bustling around in front of the martial arts stage.

What surprised Lin Bei and Lin Zeyu was that there were so many people, but they were very quiet, afraid that if a mosquito was here, they could hear a clear buzzing sound.

That's not right.

It is the nature of Chinese people to watch the excitement, especially this kind of foreigner who fights his own family, so he has to blush and have a thick neck, and cheer and shout.

But why is it as silent as death?

Lin Bei had a bad premonition in his heart, he and Lin Zeyu glanced at each other, and both of them realized: The students of the martial arts class in Zhaolin City were late for the assembly, should they...

"Let's go, trouble get out of the way. Lin Bei and the two relied on their cultivation to be high, and they just squeezed over.

They stood in front of the martial arts stage, looked at it fixedly, and were dumbfounded.

Lin Bei scolded in his heart, it was really Liu Zhuang!

This thing wants to behave in front of the general, it's crazy!

On the stage, stood a white American with curly blond hair, he was handsome, wearing a black sleeveless shirt, and his bare arms were dense flower arms.

At this moment, the white man shook his head with a provocative smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "This is Huaguo Kung Fu, in your words, like a three-legged cat." ”

In front of this American named 'Jack', lying on the horizon and vertically, there were students of the martial arts class of Zhaolin City.

Liu Zhuang was standing under the stage, his face full of anger, and his forehead was bulging.

Another group of American students also tried their best to ridicule, those words that were not dirty but were extremely humiliating, made Liu Zhuang roar,

He turned over and jumped on the stage: "Bastard, I'll fight you!"

The Chinese people in the audience all had gloomy faces.

Even Lin Bei is not optimistic about Liu Zhuang. With his divine sense, it is not difficult to see that Liu Zhuang's cultivation is worse than that of American Jack, but Jack is a student of an American martial arts class!

Not even a deputy squad leader.

Liu Zhuang jumped on the stage and went to beat a student as a squad leader, no matter whether he won or lost in the end, it was dishonorable.

Moreover, Lin Bei casually glanced at a black man in the American martial arts class, whose bald head was nearly two meters tall and his lips were as thick as sausages.

This black man is rugged, and his own realm has also reached the realm of transformation, and his strength completely crushes Liu Zhuang.

"Damn, why are these Americans so strong?"

"Hehe, isn't Zhaolin City too weak? Even if it's a third-tier city, if you look at the martial arts class in the south of the family, there are at least eight or nine of them, just us, only one, do you know why?"

"The Eastern Province is over! Those high-level officials have already smelled the wind and ran, and we have all been abandoned!"

"Alas. Who called us, it doesn't matter if you don't have money. The wealthy people in the eastern province have emigrated, and now the cities are full, restricting outsiders. I heard that the entrance tax is rising every day, and we can't afford to live there. ”

"Now, the 'local residence right in Nanjing', a quota will cost 30 million, who can afford it? ”

Many citizens who came to watch the battle looked sad.

Through this cross-border exchange, they saw more behind it.

In other cities, schools are open as usual, and there are at least seven or eight martial arts classes, why are there so few in Zhaolin City?

The reason for this is that the military has no confidence in holding the Eastern Province!

They are doing expedient measures to abandon the Eastern Province in case something happens!

It is true that this is a rational approach, but this 'reason' is so ruthless when placed on the head of the person concerned.

At this time, everyone happened to see the rank of major general on Lin Zeyu's chest again, and their expressions became angry.

Keep your mouth shut, dare not speak up.

How could Lin Zeyu not understand what everyone was thinking, his fists were clenched and gurgling, his joints turned white, and he hated himself for being incompetent.

If he can fight on the Yadong front and eliminate the swarm, why would he make civilians so uneasy?

But he couldn't do it, Lin Zeyu fought with the insect swarm for five years, and he clearly understood how difficult it was to advance the Yadong front.

Without a group of top warriors to lead, no matter how many troops there are, they are cannon fodder.

"Uncle Lin, don't think so, it's everyone's responsibility to exterminate the Zerg, not on your own. Five-year-old Lin Bei has matured, and he patted Lin Zeyu on the shoulder seriously.

In an instant, Lin Zeyu was wrong again.

Look at Lin Bei as Lin Nan.

He was almost about to fall out of his eyes, Lin Zeyu couldn't help but think, if the instructor was there, he would lead those members of the pangolin team to definitely push to the Yadong front and wipe out the Zerg, right?

Now the pangolin squad members have grown up, and there are also colonels with the lowest ranks. It's a pity that everyone is busy and rarely meets, plus everyone is very strong, and they don't accept each other, so it is difficult for a leader to organize everyone again.

Even Lin Zeyu, the former squad leader, couldn't do it.

Only when the instructor, Lin Nan, appeared, his voice could bring everyone together.

Lin Zeyu was in a trance and heard a voice ringing in his ears.

"Uncle Lin, Uncle Lin, what do you want, let me ask you, I can't get on now?"

Lin Bei frowned and said, "Liu Zhuang will definitely not be able to beat him, you stop drinking, let me come to the stage." ”

Lin Zeyu came back to his senses. He shook his head, "No, it was Liu Zhuang who took the lead in attacking Jack, and if we shouted to stop, the Americans would underestimate us." Huaguo martial arts world, you can afford to lose!"

This sentence was sonorous, Lin Zeyu stared at Lin Bei, and said word by word: "I want you, a big victory." ”

"Redeem Zhaolin City, lose all your face. ”

The corners of Lin Bei's mouth raised, rubbing his huge fist full of calluses, "Uncle Lin, you, don't worry!"

At this time, the battle on the stage entered a white heat.

"Whew!"

"Drink!"

"Hah!"

Liu Zhuang was sweating profusely, his expression was nervous and anxious, and his mantis fist came out frequently, but unfortunately he couldn't touch anyone!

The Jack was like a glued loach, jumping sideways and vertically like a boxer, his movements looking comical, but he was very fast, and he narrowly avoided the attack every time.

"Hey Chinese people, do you see, this is our American SAA martial arts. Jack looked at Liu Zhuang with disdainful eyes, and continued: "You are so disappointed in me, the martial arts inherited by Huaguo for 5,000 years are not as good as the new fighting techniques developed by the United States for decades. ”