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But after listening to Lin Fei's words, suddenly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his unwilling hands hugged Lin Fei's foot hard, and shouted: "Come on!! Lao Tzu is not dead yet!! there is a kind of strength that you have ten percent of your strength to beat me!!"

"Haha...... Haha......"

Lin Fei was slightly stunned, then raised his head and laughed, and then his eyes turned cold, "Interesting......"

He kicked Wang Dawei again and rolled him seven or eight times.

Wang Dawei is not stupid, he knows that such a continuous beating will definitely not last long, and he wants to lie on the ground for a while and rest.

But Lin Fei suddenly said: "I'll give you a minute, every time you get up for more than a minute, I'll kick you directly!"

"I'll take the test!" Wang Dawei said depressedly: "Mr. Lin, you didn't say it just now!"

"The test is led by me, you can only accept it, and you are not allowed to resist!" Lin Fei said arrogantly.

Wang Dawei was about to cry, this is too bullying! But as soon as he thought that he could practice and become stronger, he gritted his teeth and stood up with pain all over his body.

"I'm sure I'll be able to hit you!!" Wang Dawei no longer rushed up too quickly this time, but probed left and right, tentatively stretching his legs and punching, wanting to see if there was a chance to fool Lin Fei.

But Lin Fei just smiled weirdly, and suddenly a flash appeared on Wang Dawei's side, his arm swinging horizontally, and he was whipped with a single whip, slapping Wang Dawei to the ground again!

"Do you think I only have a lot of strength? I'm sorry, my speed is also very fast," Lin Fei said.

Wang Dawei clutched his chest, his ribs seemed to be about to break, "This...... That's a little too fast, isn't it...... I can't see it......

"You have thirty seconds left," Lin Fei said expressionlessly.

Wang Dawei gritted his teeth and tried hard to get up again, he understood that it was a test, but in fact, he wanted Lin Fei to beat him up!

But he is not reconciled, even if he can touch the corner of Lin Fei's clothes, it is good.

He rushed forward again desperately, but his steps were a little weak, and he slammed his fist over, and there was no doubt that his body was put down again!

Lin Fei kicked his leg directly this time, only to hear a crisp "click", and the bones were dislocated!

"Whew!!"

Wang Dawei screamed in pain, and the feeling of dislocated leg bones almost made him faint!

Lin Fei frowned, said "useless thing", and then squatted down, and used the strength of his hands to reset Wang Dawei's bones again!

"Click!"

In a short period of time, Wang Dawei almost felt that his blood vessels were about to burst, and his painful shouts shook the walls of the factory on all sides.

The eighteen doglegs who were practicing this pair outside the factory were all terrified when they heard this shout, and they couldn't imagine what inhuman torture Wang Dawei was undergoing!

Jiang Xiaobai smiled evilly: "Do you hear? This is the first price to pay for practicing powerful kung fu, if you want to ask Fei Ge for advice, I won't stop you, but you must be mentally prepared to pass the test alive."

A group of people shook their heads suddenly, they felt that they had practiced hard enough, and it was good to be able to get stronger all the time, but now they are much more powerful than they were at the beginning, why should they look for this kind of sin?

Even if Wang Dawei really passes the test, it is estimated that half of his life will be gone, and he may not even be able to pass.

Jiang Xiaobai saw the eyes of this group of people, and secretly shook his head in his heart, people are different, and when they encounter key problems, they can distinguish the difference.

It is precisely because they do not have the determination to fight to the death that they begin to be satisfied at this point, so they will never be able to become the real powerhouses of the underground world.

Like him, don't look at the old man who was sent to Shaolin back then, the little boy began to practice basic skills, and he also practiced to the death, and in the past few years when he fled abroad, he was even more chaotic with swords.

Not to mention Lin Fei's kind, I don't know how many life and death moments he has experienced and how many inhuman tortures he has endured before he can become a legend that is recognized by the powerhouses of the underground world.

It is true that people are not divided into three, six, nine and so on, but the soul of a person is strong and weak.

It was until noon when I was eating, and every few minutes or so, I could hear Wang Dawei's screams, and later, Wang Dawei's screams were out of strength and turned into wailing.

But obviously, Wang Dawei has been insisting.

While eating, the screaming finally stopped.

From a small fast-food restaurant designated in town, the owner delivered food on a tricycle.

The crowd spread out two buckets of rice and a large pile of meat and vegetables in the center of the venue, and everyone took a bowl and devoured it in a big gulp.

Qiuqiu was holding a bowl that was bigger than her little head, and it looked a little joyful.

Whenever the little girl ran over to pick up vegetables, these sweaty dogs were very humble and would let the little girl pick them first.

It can be seen that everyone likes this sweet-mouthed little girl.

When Qiuqiu was also growing his body, he ate with a group of five big and three thick men, his appetite seemed to be quite big, his small mouth was full of greasy, and he ate very fragrantly.

And at this time, Lin Fei came out of the factory.

Lao Bao picked up a bowl of rice and sent it to Lin Fei with a smile.

Lin Fei walked over and looked at it, the meat dishes include braised pork and spiced beef, and the portions are quite large, it seems that Lao Bao did not save money according to his requirements, these people practice hard, and they have to keep up.

Lin Fei chopped rice and ate meat, he was also hungry, and he didn't eat breakfast, so he came over to train people.

"Mr. Lin, what about Wang Dawei?" Bao Junlun asked worriedly, that is a good seedling, and he is expected to become a master.

"Isn't this coming out", Lin Fei pointed to the back.

A group of people couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and a few of them even fell to the ground with chopsticks.

No one is there anymore.

Wang Dawei's clothes were full of dust and blood, his face was full of lumps, like a pig's head, his hair was clotted because of his broken scalp, and he walked with a limp, and his hands were hanging down, without strength.

Only if he looked very closely, he could see that his eyes were still open, and through the gap, he was looking at the food in the center of the crowd.

But as soon as he wanted to get the bowl, he taught him to be soft and fell directly to the ground.

"Brother!"

Qiuqiu cried and ran over, put down his dishes and chopsticks, and wanted to help Wang Dawei up.

But how can the little girl afford such a big man, so she can only do it there in a hurry.

"No one is allowed to help him, give you half an hour to eat, an hour to rest, and then continue in the afternoon," Lin Fei said.

Bao Junlun was about to go crazy, and lost his voice: "Mr. Lin, he can't stand up, and he's still fighting!?"

Lin Fei said: "Unless he gives up, he has to continue."

"No ......"

Wang Dawei suddenly struggled to stand up from the ground, "I'...... I'm not giving up!"

He didn't know where the strength came from, so he reached out to get the chopsticks that Qiuqiu had just put down, but when he thought about it, he found that it was his sister's rice, so he withdrew his hand again, walked over slowly, and took the bowl to serve the rice himself.

A group of young people originally wanted to laugh at him for not knowing the severity of his life, but when they saw his actions at this time, they silently admired him.

Although these two stunned people look stupid, their love for their sister and their perseverance are really extraordinary.

Qiuqiu looked at Lin Fei pitifully, although she didn't dare to speak, she obviously wanted Lin Fei to spare her brother, but Lin Fei ignored it, as if she didn't see the little girl's pitiful eyes at all.

Jiang Xiaobai was eating meat and drinking old wine on the side, and muttered to himself, "Brother Dao is Brother Dao, and his heart is really harder than a knife."

Wang Dawei served the rice, and he didn't care about the vegetables, so he began to want to gnaw on the rice, but his lips were swollen, and every time he opened his mouth to take a bite, he shed tears in pain.

But this thing is also a muddy person, and he knows that he can't stand it without eating something, so he forcibly swallows the rice.

After dinner and an hour's rest, Wang Dawei recovered a little.

His physical fitness once again showed amazing resilience, and the swelling had subsided in many places, but there were still a lot of black bruises and bruises.

Lin Fei dragged him directly into the factory, and began to scream again......

Until the evening, when it was time to have dinner, Wang Dawei climbed out of it directly this time.

He couldn't walk on both legs, and he coughed up blood in his mouth, in fact, his hands and feet were dislocated several times by Lin Fei, and he was directly broken back by Lin Fei.

A group of people looked at Wang Dawei's miserable appearance, and they didn't believe that this thing was still alive?

"White bones!" Lin Fei waved at Jiang Xiaobai, who was lying on the chair, "You soak Wang Dawei in a therapeutic medicinal bath tonight, and by the way, use your true qi to clean up the bruises in the first *."

When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he said with some joy: "Brother Dao, has this guy passed your test?"

The others also showed joy on their faces, this fool was finally not beaten in vain, and it was a good thing that he could pass the test alive.

But Lin Fei sneered and said, "What are you thinking about? I mean, don't let him die overnight, after recovering a little, wait until tomorrow to continue fighting."

Everyone's jaws are about to fall to the ground, and they will fight tomorrow!?

Jiang Xiaobai also had a little chill in his back, and looked at Wang Dawei who was still crawling on the ground to serve the meal with pity, shook his head, and ran to get a medicinal bath.

What makes everyone feel strange is that Wang Dawei himself didn't seem to react, he just stuffed the rice directly from the bowl into his mouth with a trembling hand.

His fingers, which had been dislocated several times or were fractured, really couldn't hold the chopsticks.