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In the box above the stands, Zhong Cheng was anxious to turn around, but he didn't dare to come forward to respond to Jin Haibiao's call. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhong Cheng had already classified Ling Yang as a madman in his heart, because Ling Yang had just had a good conversation with him, and this scene would definitely be seen by others. Now that Ling Yang has provoked the recognized nine-thousand-year-old second prince of the Southern Dynasty without knowing whether he is alive or dead, he has to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, and if someone else reveals that this madman is friendly with him afterwards, he really doesn't know how to explain it.

At this time, the gentlemen in the stands were already screaming and screaming, and they sent their most capable guards one after another, and some even pushed out all the guards behind them, but Jin Haibiao deliberately pretended not to see it, took a bank card handed over by the servant behind him, and threw it on the stage.

"You all retreat, just leave that woman on it, this place has been requisitioned by the Lord for the time being!"

Aunt Cai didn't expect things to come to such a point, she glared at Ling Yang fiercely, and secretly scolded this troubled kid for stirring up the scene. However, Aunt Cai had already gotten the money, and Ling Yang's life or death didn't matter at all, so she left with a group of girls and packed up the props on the stage, and the whole stage suddenly became empty, leaving only the girls who had just been photographed by Jin Haibiao at a high price, standing in the center of the stage helplessly.

Jin Haibiao didn't count the number of people at all, and let the guards and thugs sent out by the peak night gather more and more on the stage, smiling so much that his eyes narrowed into a small slit, and he smiled towards Ling Yang: "Go up!" ”

Ling Yang came prepared tonight, originally with the purpose of fighting, he was not bloated, dressed in a decent beige casual suit, with shiny leather shoes, compared with the guards in strong suits on the stage, how did he look like a lonely and helpless little sheep.

Ling Yang glanced at Jin Haibiao deeply: "If I win this game by luck, the gentleman will ...... a word."

Jin Haibiao slapped Ling Yang's outstretched palm: "Whip the horse quickly, the master is a talker, and the spit is a nail!" ”

Ling Yang smiled at Jin Haibiao, and suddenly jumped up, supporting the edge of the stage with his palm, but Ling Yang seemed to be frightened enough by the crowd of people on the other side, his legs and feet were not very sharp, and his toes stumbled on the spotlights on the outside of the stage, almost planting a big heel.

There was a burst of laughter on and off the stage, and everyone pronounced the death sentence for Ling Yang in their hearts.

Ling Yang stood on the right side of the stage, across the woman in the center, far away from the forty or fifty guards on the left.

Fortunately, the stage is large enough that dozens of people standing on it do not look crowded. The woman in the middle of the stage seemed to have been frightened, and her body stood there stiffly, not daring to move. However, Ling Yang still keenly captured a trace of resentment in the woman's gaze towards him, combined with the strange behavior of the woman who could suddenly change her appearance at the moment she lifted her hijab, Ling Yang suddenly realized that this woman was deliberately aiming for Jin Haibiao.

Ling Yang was suspicious of the woman, knowing that he had disturbed other people's good things. However, Ling Yang couldn't analyze what kind of motives the woman had for a while, and these things had nothing to do with Ling Yang, so Ling Yang settled down, looked at his nose and nose, and his body suddenly stood straight, his hands hung down on both sides of the trouser line at will, and his body slowly leaned forward, gradually forming an angle less than sixty degrees parallel to the stage.

Ling Yang's hand immediately startled the guards who were eager to try it on the other side. Because of the inclination of Ling Yang's body, according to common sense, he should have leaned over and fell. However, Ling Yang's body seemed to be still leaning down, and the angle with the stage floor was getting smaller and smaller.

The spectators in the audience held their breath, feeling the invisible pressure from Ling Yang's body, and they had already begun to re-evaluate Ling Yang's strength in their hearts, and they couldn't figure out Ling Yang's martial arts at all.

Jin Haibiao waited impatiently in the audience, suddenly got up and walked to the tuner on the lower side of the stage, pushed all the keys that controlled the size of the mixed bass and bass to the top, and pressed his thumb a red switch, and the roaring metallic music rang out.

With a neat metal joke and the sound of the heavy foot drum stepping down at an accelerated pace, the dozen or so guards standing in the front row rushed towards Ling Yang with a roar as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

The guards swept past the woman, but the woman didn't even move, didn't know how to dodge at all, just lowered her head and closed her eyes, as if she had accepted her fate.

Ling Yang stepped on the ground with both feet, his body slashed out like a sharp arrow, and the top of his head hit the chest of one of the guards who rushed to the front, knocking the guard off the stage, lying on the ground and snorting and unable to get up.

Ling Yang knocked into a person, and rushed into the pinch of more than a dozen guards like a flock of sheep, or his palms were like flowers, or his legs were like electricity, his body was ethereal, and his fists and feet were very beautiful.

At this moment, Ling Yang seemed to have turned into a butterfly through the flowers, elegantly putting down one guard after another, and there was no effort in his gestures. Where have everyone in the audience seen such a gorgeous and neat and effective martial art, they were stunned for a while, and even the second prince like Jin Haibiao, who had seen the world, was stunned, and secretly thought that it was no wonder that this kid was so arrogant, and there were really two hits under his hands.

In less than a minute, Ling Yang had already put down more than a dozen guards.

Ling Yang had the intention to humiliate the He family, as long as he was the guard under the spectators, he was just removed by Ling Yang and could not move freely for the time being. However, Ling Yang was very ruthless to the thugs wearing the uniform of the peak night, either breaking the arm bones and leg bones, or blasting the thugs into a kite with a broken string with one punch, even if it did not hurt the internal organs, I am afraid that a few ribs would be broken.

Seeing that Ling Yang was so brave, although they were timid, the guards had to bite the bullet and rush forward wave after wave.

It's not that the guards understand the rules of the rivers and lakes and refuse to rush all of them up and win by numbers, but the stage is designed to be long and narrow, and too many people can be hugged at one time, and they can't do their best. However, the guards also learned to be obedient, and every time the thirteen or fourteen people who went up, once three or two fell, some people continued to replenish them, obviously fighting the idea of wheel warfare, even if it was consumed, Ling Yang would be consumed to death.

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