"Although Zhang Tianjun is powerful, but the rest of you are just garbage, which one of you can still have some combat effectiveness? My remaining four tigers, just three of them will win you, and then the southern and northern districts will be mine......" Wang Qianjun thought earnestly in his heart.

Lin Ze thought about it, it didn't seem interesting to go on like this. Just let them win two games, and let Wang Qianjun be happy again! After all, people have come all the way, and it's not good to save face for others!

Lin Ze thought about looking around, wanting to see if there were any brothers who could resist the beating, and he immediately set his eyes on a big man.

"Old Zhou, it's you, on!" Lin Ze said softly.

Although his voice was very soft, it was like a thunderclap.

All the little brothers looked at him with the eyes of a monster, thinking to themselves, boss, you just want to give up, you have to have some dignity, Lao Zhou is a disabled person, and the aisles are not good, what do you let him play.

Ma Changming frowned even more, Lao Zhou was just in charge of their logistics. The legs and feet are not good, what can you do on the field? This is a competition in the ring, not a porcelain touch.

Lin Ze took a fancy to a characteristic of Lao Zhou, that is, his legs and feet were not good, and when such a person went to the ring, if one accidentally fell down. No one could say anything, so that his younger brother would not have to be beaten. This is Lin Ze's broad heart.

Hearing Lin Ze's arrangement, Lao Zhou was about to cry. Lao Zhou thought to himself that I was just a chef. Isn't it the same as harming me that so many of your younger brothers don't have to use me? Although Lao Zhou is strong and strong, he is a lame man, not to mention fighting, and he can't walk well, how can such goods get into the ring?

And many younger brothers don't even suspect that Lao Zhou can't get into the ring?

Lin Ze looked calm, what he wanted was Lao Zhou's ability.

"Believe in yourself, you can do it! Defeat that thing, you are the strongest boxer!" Lin Ze said to Lao Zhou in a bewitching tone.

Lao Zhou doesn't want to be a boxing champion, in fact, he doesn't want to fight at all, but the boss has to ask for his name, and Lao Zhou can only come helplessly.

"You're just ...... like this" When Lao Zhou was looking bitter, Lin Ze was lying in his ear, and after finishing speaking, Lao Zhou's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It turns out that Boss Lin knows that no one can go up, let me, an old guy, go up to the pot!" Lao Zhou was happy, he was good at this, after all, he was a chef, and it was his old job to carry the pot.

Anyway, this kind of thing Lao Zhou doesn't matter, and it is also an honor for him to be able to take the blame for the boss and the younger brothers.

Lao Zhou hurriedly nodded and agreed.

Junior brothers, I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Lin Ze poured into Lao Zhou, but when I saw that Lao Zhou dared to agree, I couldn't help but be surprised.

And the second person on Wang Qianjun's side to jump into the ring was the second place among the five tiger generals, the winged tiger.

The way this goods came to the stage was different, everyone took the steps, and this goods jumped up directly. You know, although this ring is not high, it is about two meters long. Able to pull up on the spot and jump out of two meters high. The bouncing of this winged tiger can be said to be quite powerful. The crowd who watched was not exhausted in exclaim.

Wang Qianjun was triumphant, this winged tiger under his command was very powerful. With this bounce ability, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

Wang Qianjun's gaze was cold. Looking at Lin Ze's face, he didn't know what kind of strange things would appear on Lin Ze's side. Because except for Zhang Tianjun, the rest of the people who looked at him were garbage.

Lin Ze patted Lao Zhou's shoulder and gave him an encouraging look. Old Zhou Chang sighed, thinking in his heart, the one who is a confidant dies, and the boss trusts him so much, so I will fight this old face......

Lao Zhou made up his mind in his heart, this step, step by step to the ring. This walking posture can be said to be in the same step, faltering.

The winged tiger on the opposite side had already jumped into the ring, waiting for his opponent. The eldest brother lost to that Zhang Tianjun just now, and he knew that he couldn't lose anymore. If you lose two battles in a row, it's dangerous.

The winged tiger's gaze was cold, staring at his opponent. But after just one glance, he was a little confused. The guy on the other side was indeed strong, but he looked a little flawed?

The winged tiger is already crazy, and he is also one of the five tiger generals, and he sent a cripple on the other side, which counts as Nima? This is an insult to his winged tiger, *naked.

There was hatred in the eyes of the winged tiger, and the opposite side obviously looked down on him. Looking at this old guy who was dodging and limping down the aisle, the winged tiger had a murderous intent, anyway, in the ring competition, the attack was light and heavy, and he couldn't control it. Even if he killed this old Zhou by mistake. No one blamed him.

The winged tiger's heart was full of anticipation, looking forward to this old guy, hurry up. Let him kill with one kick.

But when Lao Zhou walked to the edge of the ring, the winged tiger was completely stunned. This product can't be delivered!

Although the step is 30 centimeters, Lao Zhou's foot seems to be unable to lift up, so he goes back and forth like this, walking four or five times, but he didn't come up!

The winged tiger is going crazy, can you do it when you are old?

Soon he knew the answer, this old guy really can't do it.

After Lao Zhou tried five or six times, he shook his head helplessly. Yang Tian sighed and said: "Old man, it's useless, the future belongs to you young people, or not, this old man will give it to you." After saying that, he limped back to his own formation.

Both of them were suddenly stunned, and Wang Qianjun was about to laugh crazy. It seems that Lin Ze on the other side is poor in donkey skills, and he is looking for such a product to entertain himself. This shows that he is really unavailable.

"It seems that today's victory or defeat has been decided, take over the North District, at this time!"

Wang Qianjun suddenly had a look of pride, and the expression on his face became majestic. The victory in this battle was a great encouragement for him.

"It's 1:1 now, Lin Ze, are you sure you want to compare?" Wang Qianjun asked with a grim face. But in that grim smile, there was also a bit of flirtatiousness.

Lin Ze smiled and said, "Why don't you compare, now it's 1:1, we're at the same starting line." I didn't lose, why don't you compare, you young man is very funny. ”

Wang Qianjun snorted, he knew that Lin Ze was a duck with a stiff mouth, and there was obviously no way to do it. This thing has to be forced. I really don't know who gave him the courage?

"You can compare if you want, don't blame me for being embarrassed!" Wang Qianjun said hatefully.

Lin Ze waved his hand indifferently. Looking back at the little brothers, I want to find a second talent like Lao Zhou. It didn't take long for him to find it.

"Dahua, it's your turn!" Lin Ze assigned. It was a shriveled and skinny old man.

The younger brothers are stumbling again, although this Dahua sounds more domineering, but in fact he is just a chef who helps Lao Zhou, who is older than Lao Zhou. I am estimated to be 50 years old this year. And this Dahua is still old. Looks like an old man in his 60s. And this Dahua is not as good as Lao Zhou, no matter how old Zhou says it, he is still strong. This Dahua is as thin as a little chicken, just like that, and it doesn't make people fly with a punch!