159 reporters are coming!

Hurt!

It hurts to drill the heart!

This kid in front of him is too tricky!

The middle-aged man didn't even have time to scream in pain, so he was thrown out from afar, slammed on the ground more than ten meters away, his body arched like a shrimp, and the cold sweat on his forehead was dripping down.

"Brothers, kill him for me!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and snorted.

Bang la blah.

Before he finished his words, the twenty or so young men had already taken the guys in their hands and swarmed around! Although they were shocked by Lin Qingyang's strength, as the saying goes, there is a lot of strength in people, and they beat the master to death with a random punch, these 20 or so people really don't believe it, there are so many of them, and they still have a guy in their hands, they really can't cure the little rabbit cub in front of them!

Call!

A young man with a scar on the corner of his mouth, holding a large brick in his hand, slammed it down on Lin Qingyang's head.

Lin Qingyang raised his hand and waved, the brick had not yet fallen, and it was suddenly smashed by a force, and an uproar flowed out of the young man's hand. The guy was stunned, and before he could figure out what was going on, he was hit his cheek, and the whole person flew out upside down, and in the sound of coughing, three bloody teeth fell to the ground.

Call!

Another young man in his early twenties, holding a wooden stick in his hand, roared, and swept at Lin Qingyang viciously!

Lin Qingyang stretched out his hand. As soon as he probed, he grabbed the front end of the opponent's wooden stick, pinched it hard, and the whole stick clicked and clicked, and it suddenly broke like a brush, Lin Qingyang raised a kick and slammed it in the chest of the young man, directly kicking him out more than 20 meters and fainting to the ground.

Call!

The third man rushed up, his figure was strong, almost a head taller than Lin Qingyang, unlike others, this man had a machete in his hand, but this guy didn't dare to use the blade, holding the back of the machete, he smashed at Lin Qingyang fiercely, and the people next to him were afraid of being touched by him, so they all consciously retreated.

They are very optimistic about this man!

Bang!

Before the machete fell, it was already caught by Lin Qingyang's two fingers!

"Stupid!"

The strong man scolded him, and the hand holding the machete suddenly pressed down hard! He is very confident, with his strength, with this moment, he will definitely be able to break the two fingers or even the entire palm of the kid opposite!

But it can't be pressed!

Hard.

Still can't be pressed!

Try harder.

Still so!

Dahan's heart suddenly sprouted three points of timidity, the strength of this kid in front of him, has it really reached this point? He didn't believe it, since he couldn't press it, he would pull out the machete first, but the effect was still the same!

The man exerted his strength to breastfeed!

One of his faces was flushed!

But no matter what, he just couldn't pull that machete out of Lin Qingyang's fingers!

"Stupid!"

Lin Qingyang was scolded just now, so he was going to return it now, his index finger flicked on the machete, making a crisp bang, and the palm of the man opposite was shaken with a bloody mark, and he let go with a shocked face, the machete had already reached Lin Qingyang's hand. Holding the knife, Lin Qingyang slapped the man's head.

Bang.

The first shot, the man fell to his knees!

Bang.

The second shot, the man rolled his eyes and fainted!

Bang.

The third time I slapped it, and the man flew out!

Someone sneaked up behind.

Lin Qingyan didn't even look at it, and threw the machete in his hand towards a few people behind, the machete swirled, and with a few bangs, the back of the knife smashed accurately on the ankles of several guys, and the sound of broken bones clicked chaotically, and these people also lost their combat effectiveness in an instant!

Someone is on again!

This time, it's an older guy. I don't know if it's because he's in a hurry to go out, or if he worships Zhu Bajie too much, what this thing is holding in his hand is not a brick, a short stick, a machete and other group weapons, but a big nail rake, with a few spikes on it, shining brightly.

He didn't mean to go down to the ground.

He is going to plough Lin Qingyang!

But he was wrong, Lin Qingyang is not the ground, and he will not let such a middle-aged uncle work him.

Bang.

A high leg sweep over. With a click, the nail rake in the middle-aged man's hand suddenly shattered in half, the rake head was kicked away by Lin Qingyang, and the spikes on it fell off with a bang, and the middle-aged man held the remaining half of the wooden stick, his eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth twitched, neither forward, nor backward!

"Your uncle!"

Lin Qingyang approached, kicked the middle-aged man in the face, and directly kicked him away, looking at it, there was a 42-yard shoe print with a clear banner on the face.

Woo.

Woo.

In the distance, three cars drove over quickly, and before the car could stop, a group of men and women ran down the car, holding a series of equipment such as cameras, video cameras, and voice recorders, aiming at the crowd that was fighting.

Reporter!

Journalists are coming!

Everything was premeditated!

Lin Qingyang glanced at the horizontal equipment, shook his hand and flew out a few small groups of myasma, covering these high-tech technologies, and at the same time, with a roar like a tiger, he rushed towards the fish that had slipped through the net in front of him.

Reporter A, "......"

Reporter B, "......"

Reporter C, "......"

Reporter Ding, "......"

This guy is not afraid of public opinion, he is not worried about the pile of equipment in front of him! This guy is too maverick, isn't he?!

Men and women, all the reporters who just got off the bus were dumbfounded, they were different from the ignorant guys in front of them, Lin Qingyang's name sounded like thunder to these reporters. Don't say anything else, as long as it's in City C, where there is Lin Qingyang, there is news, they are reporters from the county tabloids, they have never had the opportunity to encounter this kind of scene before, I can't help but sigh in my heart, it turns out that the rumors are all true!

Click.

Click.

Smack.

Hurry up, hurry up!

They filmed theirs-

Lin Qingyang beat Lin Qingyang's-

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the crowd, there are people who are constantly kicked, people who are constantly being pumped in the face, people who are constantly howling, and people who are constantly crying......

In less than three minutes, no one dared to fight against Lin Qingyang, and one by one they turned their attacks into escapes, and ran in all directions in embarrassment. Lin Qingyang was very vindictive, and when he saw the other party running away, he was very disdainful, and chased after others-

"Oh, don't beat your old man......"

Catch up with one, snap, Lin Qingyang raised his hand to stun him!

"Hero, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Catch up with one more, Lin Qingyang probed his feet and kicked Ya away!

"Big brother, no, no, big brother, you are the big brother......"

Catching up with another one, Lin Qingyang was too lazy to listen to the other party's sycophants, kicking and slapping his face!

"Big brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, we shouldn't have designed your ......"

"Hey, my eggs-eggs, big brother, you can kick in another place......"

"Hey, don't slap your face, don't slap your face, I know I'm ugly......"

"It hurts me......"

"Oops......"

The reporters looked stunned!

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