950. Chapter 950: You're Not Unlucky
Horizontally and vertically, there were a bunch of black-clothed people lying on the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
One by one, screaming, moaning, rolling back and forth.
Whether it's real or pretended, at least at this time, none of the men in black in those bars are standing.
The reason is simple, because Surin is too fierce.
At this time, Su Lin was the same as the golden hoop stick in his hand when Sun Wukong was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he was simply killed if he knocked it, and he was injured when he touched it.
They were no longer willing to face Su Lin, so they all lay on the ground happily like Yan Sanpao.
The middle-aged man was also stunned by this scene.
Su Lin suddenly took three quick steps, hugged Huo Siyan's body, and instantly turned to the left side of the middle-aged man, kicking him out with an oolong swing of his tail.
His body was kicked back again and again by Su Lin's kick, and he hit many tables and chairs until he fell.
He propped up the chair, slowly stood up, wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were slightly red, obviously from internal injuries, his eyes stared at Su Lin fiercely, it was difficult to make a final decision.
He knew that Su Lin was powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.
He wanted Surin to leave, but if he let Surin go like this, the underground boxing arena of their bar would be a big shame. Today, their boxing stadium may really be able to completely remove from the underground black boxing market.
If you can't step on anyone, what face do you have to stand on the ring and fight with people?
However, they had almost gathered the strength of the whole bar to besiege Surin, and there were even some Zero Three fighters who had come up to take the initiative elsewhere. After all, they have to live on the underground boxing ring of the bar, and if something happens to the underground boxing ring, they will not benefit either. Of course, they are now on the ground screaming and screaming, just like Yan Sanpao.
And this kind of power failed to take down Su Lin, even if it was for him to suffer such a punch or two kicks.
Is it necessary to continue this battle?
Even if you keep going, in addition to getting more people hurt, I'm afraid that you won't be able to get better. It can be seen from his methods of dealing with Yan Sanpao that this kid is ruthless.
And the kick he gave just now was also out of a warning, if they really provoked him, Surin didn't mind abolishing him too.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, so he said in embarrassment: "Today we have admitted it to the bar, you can go-!"
"Everyone's gone!" he said, waving his hand.
"Whew!"
The little brothers in black who were lying on the ground secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Because countless people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, this light breath gathered together was particularly harsh. Because if the middle-aged man doesn't let go, they will have to continue to face Su Lin.
The pressure on Su Lin was too great, and now that the middle-aged people let Su Lin leave, they naturally felt physically and mentally happy.
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I'm a little embarrassed.
After all, one person is so scared that everyone doesn't dare to move, and this kind of thing is really too embarrassing.
The middle-aged man was also very embarrassed at this time, and glared at the black-clothed people with some hatred, and shouted in a low voice: "Shame on you." ”
The bar kept them to deal with troublemakers like Surin, and it's a shame for them to do so.
There are a lot of people lying on the ground, and those onlookers have long been hiding from afar and saying that Su Lin, this kid is not a person, and Su Lin, who is standing in the middle of the crowd, is even more chic and extraordinary, uninhibited, like an unborn top swordsman, embracing a beauty, just a peerless sword to support his elegant and dusty temperament.
He won!
Sure enough, as he said, this waste could not stop him.
If he wants to go, he goes!
He wants to stay, and no one can drive him away!
has strength, it's so capricious.
Winning is easy and pleasing to the eye!
After all, if you hold a beauty in your arms and beat other people to cry and cry to your mother, you will also make people feel that beating people is also an art.
Moreover, this is not the point, the point is that Su Lin has never seriously fought with anyone at all, and the only thing he has done is to carry a charming little woman and shuttle left and right in the middle of the crowd surrounding him.
However, with every punch he throws, someone flies out, and every kick he throws out, someone falls to the ground.
Play in the water and be at ease.
In other words, there are so many people present that there is no one worthy of him to fight seriously.
It's just that everyone didn't notice that when the demonic man saw Su Lin, a strange light burst out in his eyes.
It's hard to speak, but there are some things that have to be said.
The middle-aged man really didn't want to continue to lose face, he cleared his throat, looked at Su Lin with unfocused eyes, and said, "If your skills are not as good as others, we are unlucky." Let's go!"
When Su Lin heard his words, he smiled, pointed to Yan Sanpao, who was still asleep and was dragged not far away by them, and said, "You should be glad that you are not unlucky! If you were really unlucky, you would have been the same as him a long time ago." ”
“……”
When the middle-aged man heard Su Lin's words, he was holding his breath in his heart. His body was trembling with anger.
Be reasonable, you can't talk about others, let's fight, even if it's a group fight, you can't win people.
He vowed that the next time he faced such an opponent, he would stay away. I can't afford to provoke, can't I hide?
Su Lin didn't want to talk to anyone anymore, anyway, he had already pretended to be forced once. If you see it, you will accept it, and Su Lin doesn't want to make the other party lose face too much. So, under the gaze of countless people, he pressed the elevator button.
And seeing this scene, everyone in the entire underground black boxing market breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
This is a feeling that makes people blush, and it is a kind of condescending coercion, so everyone wants to deliberately ignore it.
"Bang!"
When the elevator came down, everyone was glad that Su Lin, the plague god, was finally leaving, when suddenly an inopportune voice sounded.
"Slow!" With an inopportune voice sounding, I don't know when, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the elevator, blocking Su Lin's way.
Everyone was nervous at first, and at the same time, they couldn't help but start scolding.
This plague god is finally leaving, why did a stupid guy suddenly appear and want to leave behind? This is not death, what is this?
Yes, this should be a great death.
Everyone's hearts couldn't help but rise again, and the middle-aged man had the urge to scold his mother.
Su Lin frowned, looked at the strange man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to do?"
The demonic man stared at Su Lin with burning eyes, and said something that made Su Lin vomit blood.