Wu Yong: Since ancient times, the thief captures the king first! The streamer's strategy is correct! (Appreciation face)

Zhuge Liang: Well, there is no problem with the technique, but I don't know how strong the anchor is. (Question face)

Guan Yu: Looking at the enemy's body, the anchor is afraid ...... There is a lot of bad luck. (solemn face)

Xiang Yu: Hugh wants to increase the morale of others and destroy the prestige of the anchor!

Bruce Lee: 6666!

……

"Stop it!" Stopped the subordinates who surrounded him, his bald little finger dug into his ear holes, shook his figure-eight steps and shook the crowd and smiled: "What did you just say?" Want to go head-to-head with Lao Tzu? ”

"That's right! One! Do you have the guts? ”

"Humph! Enough seeds! Yes! Lao Tzu will accompany you to practice today! ”

"You, you can think clearly, I, I've practiced!"

"Haha, huh!?" As he spoke, the bald head ripped off the placket of his body, and when he landed, the horrific tattoo was revealed.

The green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, the old cow is in the waist, and the people in the rivers and lakes are proper, not to mention the others, just the bald head and one arm are worth the thickness of Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs.

It is worthy of being mixed with darkness, the gaze of the bald head and two eyes almost wants to erupt into fire, and Zhang Xiaoqiang is afraid that all he can do at this moment is tears.

"Let's get started!" With both fists clenched, the finger bones of the bald head made a series of crisp sounds, and he twisted his neck to move forward steadily, on the other hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang was like a wilting rabbit and kept jumping left and right.

"Hmph, come, hit Lao Tzu!!" Only two seconds after the opening, the bald head stabbed himself twice in the cheek, signaling Zhang Xiaoqiang to beat him.

This is **naked contempt, but Zhang Xiaoqiang is happy when he hears this.

The heart is: Emma! And such a good thing! What a gift this angel sister gave me! When the limelight passes today, I will definitely serve you with good cigarettes and wine tomorrow.

After speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang slammed out a hundred punches and slammed them straight on the right side of the bald head.

"Smack!" The sound is clean and clean.

However, the expected KO did not appear, and the bald head did not move at all, but Zhang Xiaoqiang said "ouch" and took a few steps back with his fist.

"Finished fighting?" opened and closed his mouth twice, his bald head touched the shiny head, and then his eyes froze: "You're done, then it's time for Lao Tzu!" ”

When the words fell, the bald head stepped forward and punched, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even have time to react, and the whole person flew straight upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground a few seconds later.

"! It's like this, and I'm going to go head-to-head with Lao Tzu! Above! Give Lao Tzu a good lesson! ”

"Yes! Eldest brother! ”

With a shout from the bald head, his fists and feet fell like raindrops, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was beaten by the four gangsters.

Guan Yu: What does the old man say, the anchor can't do it. (proud)

Xiang Yu: Daddy! (鄙shì)

Zhu Bajie: The anchor was beaten, and he earned one million a month! (smiley)

Bruce Lee: 6666!

As a **silk otaku, where can Zhang Xiaoqiang withstand such atrocities?

No, it didn't take long for him to feel that his consciousness was beginning to blur.

And at the critical moment when Zhang Xiaoqiang's life was in jeopardy, the system sound that had disappeared for a long time reappeared.

"The live interaction begins, and the one with the highest reward will receive management permissions."

Immediately after the "stream of consciousness" began to scroll, one prompt after another kept appearing:

Xiang Yu presented the anchor with 0.1 yang shou coins.

Zhang Fei presented the anchor with 0.1 Yang Shou coins.

Hu Sanniang gave the anchor 0.5 yang shou coins.

Sun Wukong gave the anchor 0.3 Yang Shou coins.

……

Bruce Lee presented the anchor with 3 yang shou coins.

"The tip is over, and the statistics are ......"

"Congratulations to Bruce Lee for getting the right to manage the live broadcast!"

When the voice fell, Zhang Xiaoqiang's whole body immediately trembled involuntarily like typing "100 words".

Seeing this scene, the surrounding gangsters all subconsciously stopped their hand movements.

The bald head also noticed that the situation inside was wrong, and stepped forward in three or two steps: "Grass!" What a fucking shit! It's not going to do it! Hey, boy, don't you play dead for me!? ”

After that, the bald guy kicked Zhang Xiaoqiang's back.

The blood was spurting, and Zhang Xiaoqiang at this time only felt that the power of the desolation in his body was scattering and surging.

However, the bald man's kick completely upset the balance.

At the right time, a breath of Wang Ba erupted from the depths of Zhang Xiaoqiang's "chrysanthemum".

"Poof!"

With the sound of "pleasant and domineering", the bandits scattered. Including the bald guy, everyone covered their noses and retreated!

That's right! At this critical juncture, Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a fart.

This fart is an earth-shattering ghost god, Zhang Xiaoqiang shocked the bandits with the power of a fart, and he was absolutely forced to be unprecedented, and there was no one to come.

After waiting for more than a minute, the bandits were relieved in the afterglow of the stinky fart.

The bald guy stroked his oily and shiny head, and angrily pulled out his leg and threw himself at Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Fuck you! Playing Lao Tzu! I'm going to kill you today! ”

The muscles and tendons of the menacing, bald head and ligation are rioting, like dragons swimming in its veins.

When he got closer, the bald head raised his right fist violently, and smashed down angrily as Zhang Xiaoqiang's curled up body.

That's when it happened!! Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was lying on the ground and was almost indistinguishable from a dead man, suddenly jumped up in the air as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Then he burst into shouts: "I'll fight!" ”

The bald head was stunned when he heard the sound, and immediately before his eyes, a size 42 striped sole was like a giant dragon rushing straight to his face!

"Smack!"

Vacated! Swivel! It was like a leather whip, and the bald head turned backwards like a spinning top.

Then 180 degrees, 360 degrees, 720 degrees, the figure turned faster and faster, and finally formed an illusion and raised sand and dust.

When the turn weakened, the bald guy who had settled down swayed and collapsed on the ground.

The audience was shocked, the bandits were all stupid, and the reversed plot on the field made them look at each other.

But soon they reacted and turned their gaze to Zhang Xiaoqiang's location.

It's just that......

Without waiting for the bandits on the field to take further action, a hip-hop rap suddenly sounded in the air:

"A horse step forward, a left hook and a right hook! Those who mess with me are in danger! ”

"Use the nunchuck, huh, hey!"

Wind on the soles of your feet! Fast as lightning! Zhang Xiaoqiang found the abandoned skipping rope out of nowhere, and he made a knot from it into a nunchuck.

And it's such a "tattered" thing, Leng is a tiger played by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the cold light is hockey. It didn't take much effort, and the bandits were beaten and planted on the ground under the momentum of his lightning speed and the jingle of the bell.

Close! Stand still! Zhang Xiaoqiang put on a rather elegant POSS, immediately touched his nose, and his eyes fell on the last bandit.

"You, don't come here! I'll call the police again! ”

I took out my phone from my pocket in a panic, but because I was so nervous, it fell to the ground.

The last bandit was dumbfounded, he looked left and right, looked forward and back, and then seemed to have made some decision, and resolutely pulled the Sen Han machete that was thrown on the ground by the bald head, and then waved his backhand, and smashed it his own head with a knife stick!

Looking at the bald head again, after a short rest, he gradually regained consciousness after being kicked and fainted.

It's just that the big face, which was originally quite tough and distinct, is now like the scene of a disaster that has been bombarded by a nuclear bomb, tears and blood are flowing everywhere, and the swollen flesh skin is almost indistinguishable from the gourmet dog ignoring the buns.

The bald head obviously hadn't figured out what was going on, and his eyes were full of men lying on the ground.

At this moment, the back of his neck suddenly tightened, and then the whole person was pulled off the ground under the strong drive, and he waited until he was completely upright, and the bald head saw the other party's face clearly!

"Yes, it's you!?"

"Humph! It's me! You remember it for me, next time I do this kind of bullying of women......"

After a while, Zhang Xiaoqiang tore off the psoriasis advertisement posted on the wall, stuffed it into the bald mouth, and said while stuffing: "This time I asked you to eat paper, next time I want you to eat glass!" ”

After speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up again, and at the same time, he flew out and smashed the 2-meter-high lighting street lamp steadily, and the glass splashed everywhere and the light was dim.

Looking at the ghostly figure that gradually disappeared into the darkness, the bald head muttered to himself in an extremely trembling voice: "That, that's Li ...... Bruce lee!! ”