Lin Xiao retracted his legs and jumped up, slashed at the root of his ear with his palm, Marcus raised his hand to block, Lin Xiao's feet fell to the ground, and his hands rushed forward, like a cannonball knocking Marcus out, Marcus was knocked out five or six meters away, and fell heavily to the ground. Lin Xiao slid over like a leaf on the ground, Marcus hurriedly rolled on the spot, Lin Xiao followed like a shadow, Marcus didn't stand up, Lin Xiao kicked over, Marcus turned his head and kicked his shoulder joint. Marcus could hear the sound of bones shattering, and he knew that his martial arts career was coming to an end, and that this arm would no longer have the strength to fight a thousand pounds.

He roared angrily, turned over and pounced, Lin Xiao quickly retreated, Marcus's legs swept over in a row, Lin Xiao took a step forward, blocked his attack, raised his leg and kicked the knee of the other supporting leg violently. Marcus felt the ground sink and lose his balance and fall to the ground, clutching his knees in despair, rolling around and wailing like a wounded beast, his voice chilling.

Lin Xiao stood in front of him and looked at him coldly, and the audience was noisy. The referee stood on the sidelines and didn't come, he was waiting for Lin Xiao to announce the end of the game. Lin Xiao looked at the painful Marcus, and suddenly felt pity and regret in his heart, raised his hands, and signaled to the referee that the game was over and he would stop playing. The referee entered the pitch and announced: "This is the end of the game." ”

Lin Xiao saw that Marcus was still rolling on the ground, and he couldn't bear it, so he walked over to straighten his bones and reduce the pain. He came to Marcus's side, bent down to check the injury, Marcus suddenly jumped up from the ground, hugged Lin Xiao's neck with that intact arm, and hugged Lin Xiao in his arms. Lin Xiao was caught off guard, he was pressed to the ground, he was angry in his heart, he reached out and picked up Marcus's stump leg, pulled it up, twisted it hard, Marcus roared and fainted. Lin Xiao also sighed in his heart: I originally wanted to take this leg back into place, but I didn't want to break it upside down, I really didn't want to die.

The audience was silent at first, then boiling, and people were disappointed that they didn't see the wonderful confrontation, that they didn't see the destruction of life, that they didn't win the money they imagined. Even Marcus was disappointed that he couldn't beat Lin Xiao, he didn't figure out how he lost in the end, and many viewers who watched the game without blinking didn't understand how Marcus, the "demon of hell", fell?

How did this ordinary Chinese subdue the devil, he did not have Bruce Lee's lightning attack, he did not have Guo Qingsheng's scissor legs, but he was as elusive as a ghost, as insane as a magician, and choosing him as an opponent was doomed to be a tragedy. After this competition, people know that China not only has kung fu like Jeet Kune Do, but also the more mysterious and unpredictable Xuangong, which gives people the power of God.

The staff of the arena came to carry Marcus on a stretcher, and in just two or three days, Lin Xiao saw four people being carried out on stretchers in this place, this is the jungle in a civilized society, the jungle of the jungle is full of worship of the strong, the winner stands and gets countless benefits, and the loser can only lie down and be carried out. It forces people to keep working hard to make themselves stronger, just like the lions and antelopes on the grassland, the lions are not strong enough, they will not be able to catch food and starve to death, and the antelope will be killed if they are not fast enough, and they will become the belly of the lion.

Today's casino winners were a group of Chinese kung fu fans, who cheered and hugged Lin Xiao forward, and more losers followed silently, when suddenly the crowd exploded, and some people cursed Marcus loudly, scolding him for not playing well, and others scolding Lin Xiao for using witchcraft. More people responded, the voices became louder and louder, and the crowd gathered around Lin Xiao, and Chinese kung fu fans quietly avoided when they saw this scene.

Lin Xiao didn't stop, and continued to walk forward, the more people surrounded him, many people blocked the front, shouting indiscriminately, waving their fists, Lin Xiao and the others had to stop. Lu Zhenyuan looked around anxiously, but the owner of the stadium did not know where to go at this time, and there was no security guard to maintain order. The cries of countless people echoed in the garage, which seemed to be very powerful, Lin Xiao and the other four people were drowned in this huge wave of sound, Liu Changhai was also frightened by this formation, and rubbed his hands again and again and said: "What should I do? Lin Xiao and Zhao Jing were back to back, facing the crowd on all sides, Lu Zhenyuan tightly grabbed Lin Xiao's arm: "Can't do it, don't do it, there are so many people, it's too dangerous to fight." ”

But someone had already rolled up their sleeves and stretched out their fists, about to make a move, Lin Xiao and the other four slowly retreated backwards. A reckless young man pounced, Lin Xiao saw that the situation was tense, and if emergency measures were not taken, the four of them might be beaten to death here.

He stepped forward, grabbed his fist and pulled and twisted, and with a "click", the man dislocated his shoulder and squatted on the ground in pain. Another person in the back raised his leg and kicked over, Lin Xiao did the same, caught his foot and twisted it with force, dislocated his ankle, and sat on the ground. Three or four more people rushed forward without knowing whether they were alive or dead, and as soon as Lin Xiao looked at him, he broke his joint, and in the blink of an eye, there was a circle of people sitting around the four of them, holding their arms and legs and wailing. No one dared to go up again, but the shouts grew louder and louder, the emotions of the crowd were stirred, and the entire underground garage was like a huge loudspeaker, shaking the ears with a bang.

A crisp burst of gunfire overshadowed the noise, bullets struck the walls and sparks flew everywhere, and the surroundings fell silent for a moment, and everyone's ears were still ringing. The gunfire stopped, and a voice rang out: "Squat down and line up." The crowd quickly squatted down, holding their heads in their hands, looking around in panic, the owner of the stadium standing on a high place, holding an A4 rifle in his hand, and a dozen or so security guards on all sides, all with guns, staring at the noisy crowd.

Unconvinced, a strong man stood up and waved his arms and shouted, "Down with the Chinese." As soon as the boss raised his hand, a shuttle of bullets hit, and the people quickly scattered in all directions, and the strong man was hit by more than a dozen bullets in his head and body, and fell to the ground, blood gushing out. A woman burst into tears of fright, and another barrage of bullets swept in, knocking her to the ground. No one dared to make a sound anymore, and under the command of the security guards, everyone squatted on the ground and moved, walking in a line outside.

The boss came to Lin Xiao and the others, pointed a gun at him and said, "Follow me." The four stood up and followed him to the office. There was a suitcase on the table, and the boss brought it over and handed it to Lin Xiao: "You are very powerful, this is a bonus of 500,000 yuan, welcome to come again next time." Lin Xiao took the suitcase and said to him, "Thank you, if it weren't for you, we would be in danger." The boss smiled embarrassedly: "I'm not too late, right?" Lin Xiao knew that this guy had the idea of fishing in the chaotic waters, but he still said, "You are very punctual." The boss laughed and said, "I'll send you out." ”