"Okay, I'll remember you!" The Russian wrist-wrestling king laughed wildly and said to the crowd, "A bunch of stupid fools, there is another challenger in your Huaxia, hurry up and use your money to buy him to win, hahahaha." If you do, I'll think you're the stupidest people in the world, even though you are!"

The faces of the people at the scene were ugly.

Feng Qianchen is only more than one meter seven, and the whole person weighs less than 100 catties, it seems that a gust of wind can blow him away, no matter how stupid everyone is, they don't dare to put money on this kind of person to win.

The man who was following the Russian Hercules who was gambling smiled at the crowd: "It's still the old rule, if you support your Chinese challengers, please throw the money into the green bucket, and if you support the Russian Hercules, please throw the money into the red bucket." ”

The scene was very strangely quiet, no one supported the Russian Hercules, but on Feng Qianchen's side, no one was willing to drop even a coin.

The atmosphere at the scene was a little awkward, and the Russian Hercules laughed arrogantly and said to Feng Qianchen: "How does this feel? Even the people of your own country do not support you, this kind of frustration must make you very uncomfortable, right?"

Feng Qianchen said lightly: "It's okay, I'm used to it." ”

"Hahaha, it seems that you are a natural loser, you are used to failure, what a poor fellow, I sympathize with you!" Russian Hercules said to everyone, "Your Huaxia is full of such dying patients, I sympathize with you." ”

Many people were pale, and one person couldn't help but say: "He just went up by himself, and he can't represent the whole of our Huaxia." ”

"Yes, we also have Hercules in Huaxia, but we are not here today. Many people have come out in defence of the situation.

The Russian Hercules laughed and looked at Feng Qianchen: "The people of your country don't recognize you, and even they dislike you and shame you, how does it feel?"

Feng Qianchen said impatiently: "Are you stupid? Lao Tzu has already said that you are used to it, are you fucking here to wrestle your wrists? Or are you here to practice Chinese? Do you want Lao Tzu to apply for a Chinese level 4 or 6 test for you?"

The Russian Hercules was stunned for a moment, and was scolded by Feng Qianchen, and his eyes immediately showed a fierceness, like a roaring giant bear, glaring at Feng Qianchen: "Today, I will pinch off the bones of your whole body one by one, so that you can understand the consequences of provoking me." ”

He sat down at the table abruptly, looking at Feng Qianchen viciously.

The person who followed the Russian Hercules said to Feng Qianchen: "No one is willing to buy you to win, what kind of wrists do you have?"

Feng Qianchen was about to speak, when there was a sudden sound in the green bucket next to him, and a large bundle of banknotes fell into the bucket.

This thick bundle of banknotes is tens of thousands, although it is not too much, but at this time, someone dares to buy Feng Qianchen to win, and it is so generous that everyone looks over there.

Feng Qianchen looked sideways and saw that the person who threw the money was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a smile with a very complicated meaning: "You are very bold." ”

The boy smiled: "When there is an opportunity to make money, I have always been very bold. ”

Feng Qianchen looked at him: "I don't seem to have any hope of winning." ”

The young man said, "Yes, if we win, we will split the money." ”

Feng Qianchen couldn't help but want to laugh, thinking that this teenager was very funny: "What's your name?"

"Ye wrong. ”

"Okay, remember to divide the money with me when the time comes, don't cheat. Feng Qianchen said lightly.

The Russian Hercules looked at Ye Cuo viciously, pointed at him and said, "I took your money." ”

Feng Qianchen yawned and held out a little thumb towards him.

The strong man looked at Feng Qianchen's movements, froze for a moment, and said angrily: "You dare to humiliate me?"

Feng Qianchen shook his head and said, "No, don't get me wrong, I don't mean to look down on you." I just want to say, if you can win me a finger, the money in this bucket, you take it, you win. ”

The strong man froze, and everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.

Everyone looked at one of his fingers, as thin as a bamboo stick, not to mention this Russian Hercules, even many people at the scene were confident that they would break his fingers.

What the hell is this man thinking?

Ye Cuo was on the side, looking at it with a smile.

The strong man roared angrily, reached out and grabbed Feng Qianchen's little finger, and broke it hard.

Everyone at the scene couldn't help jumping out of the corner of their eyes, as if they had heard a crisp sound, and many girls couldn't help but cover their eyes.

However, the expected sound of a broken bone did not appear.

This strong man slammed it a few times, but found that Feng Qianchen's little finger was like an incomparably hard steel bar, no matter how hard he tried, the other party couldn't move at all.

"Use a little force. Feng Qianchen held the wine glass in one hand, and while drinking, he said lightly, "You Russian Hercules, are you so weak? ”

The strong man's face turned red, he roared wildly, and suddenly put his hands together, grabbed Feng Qianchen's arm, and broke it hard, wanting to break Feng Qianchen's arm like the challenger just now.

However, Feng Qianchen's arms, which look thinner than a girl, seem to be harder than any covering in the world, he is like a dragonfly shaking a tree, unable to exert any violent power, Feng Qianchen is just drinking with a wine glass, with a lazy posture.

After drinking a glass of wine, Feng Qianchen looked at the strong man in front of him and said lightly: "Is it time for me to exert myself?"

The Hercules roared, and his hands strained again.

However, Feng Qianchen's arm pinched his wrist lightly, and with a pinch of his fingers, there was a series of crisp clicks.

"Ahh

Feng Qianchen pinched his wrist with one hand, and pinched his arm, elbow, and shoulder with the other, all the way to the net.

Every time, there was a crisp sound, and the arm of the Russian Hercules, under Feng Qianchen's hands, was as fragile as a wafer biscuit.

Every crisp sound was accompanied by the painful howl of the Hercules, the hysterical scream, which made people feel creepy.

"Didn't you just say that you were going to pinch off all the bones in my body, one by one, and I would help you realize your dreams. Feng Qianchen said lightly.

The strong man, who was more than two meters tall and weighed more than 300 pounds, was held in his hand by Feng Qianchen like a toy woolly bear, and crushed the bones of his whole body like pinching instant noodles to vent.

PS: Today's two chapters, I have something in reality, sorry, good night everyone.