Seeing that, Yan Sanpao's fist was about to hit Su Lin's head. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, everyone also watched with wide eyes, they wanted to see Yan Sanpao blow up Su Lin's head, and they wanted to see the tragic picture of blood flying and brains splashing.

And at this time, Surin suddenly moved.

His movements were very simple, just like Yan Sanpao, he clenched his fist with one hand, and then slammed his fist towards Yan Sanpao.

This punch was plain, there was no sharp strength or whistling fist style, and there was no crazy and cool diao stunt to blow up the sky, because Su Lin himself was afraid that it would be too shocking and scare the ignorant little friends.

So it looks like an ordinary punch from an ordinary person.

Seeing that Su Lin dared to fight back, didn't know how to dodge, and was ready to fight himself, Yan Sanpao's face showed a sarcastic smile and said, "Little white face, this is your own death!"

"Smack!"

In order to let Su Lin know how powerful he was, Yan Sanpao once again increased the intensity of the attack at the last moment.

The two made contact with their fists.

Yan Sanpao didn't feel strange at the beginning, and was fantasizing about expecting himself to knock Su Lin away with one punch, and the spirit of the king was released, and the woman in Su Lin's arms immediately fell down under his majesty, and then he hugged the woman and won thunderous applause from the audience.

The spring breeze is proud, and the beauty is in her arms.

Isn't that the only outcome in the end?

Yan Sanpao is very confident in his fist power, and he once tried to fight lions and tigers. Under the powerful blow of his fist, even the lion and tiger could not resist his attack, and he died after two wails.

What's more, it's a little white face like Su Lin.

Hey, something seems wrong.

Why didn't the little white face fly out, and everyone's cheers and applause?

He looked down and found that Su Lin hadn't been beaten by himself at all, and he was still standing there grinning at him.

What the hell is this?

What are you laughing at? Death is dying, are you laughing at a fart?

He had just had such a thought, when he felt that above Su Lin's fist, a majestic force suddenly attacked his fist.

It's like a thousand pounds of boulder pressing an egg, like a stormy wave crashing on a river embankment, like a train, crushing towards the human body, this is an unstoppable force of manpower.

Urging the ancient and decaying, sweeping thousands of armies.

"Crackling!"

Yan Sanpao only felt that his arms were numb for a while, and his finger joints and arms sounded like a thunderbolt like fried beans, and then a huge pain like a cone came into his mind.

The pain was so sharp that a terrible scream came out of his mouth.

At the same time, his legs were weak, and he passed out on the spot.

And that's not all, it's just the beginning.

He lay on the ground, his body convulsing as if he had been electrocuted.

Once, twice, three times......

He rolled his eyes and his body twitched!

It can be seen from this what kind of blow he suffered just now.

This scene is too sudden, too mysterious, and at the same time very rebellious.

After all, if Su Lin and Yan Sanpao are compared in terms of appearance and physique, ten or eight Su Lin are not Yan Sanpao's opponents.

Everyone was waiting or expecting Su Lin to be punched away by Yan Sanpao, and then knelt on the ground, begging Yan Sanpao to let him go.

And Yan Sanpao kicked Su Lin away with a very domineering kick, and then laughed, carrying the picture of the little beauty arrogantly leaving, how could there be such an unacceptable scene?

What the is this?

Fake boxing?

But they didn't bet, and there was no need to play fake boxing, because there was no money to transfer!

The plot shouldn't be developed like this!

Did the author make a mistake?

The little white face that could be blown away by a gust of wind actually knocked over Yan Sancang, who was as strong as a big bear, with one punch?

Isn't that a fool?

When they are really stupid, such a fake scam is also up to them to come up with, fake boxing, it must be fake boxing, playing fake boxing is the same as kicking fake ball, it is shameful and spurned.

At this time, Huo Siyan has been in Su Lin's arms, and she has never worried about her safety at all, as if Su Lin's arms are the safest place in the world.

She raised her head from Su Lin's shoulder, and after burping slightly, she opened her eyes and glanced at Yan Sanpao, who was twitching on the ground, in a daze, and then looked at Su Lin's cold side face, and grinned happily.

Very sweet expression!

She loves the feeling of being protected.

"Whoa-la-la-la-la

Just as Surin was about to leave, a large group of black-clothed people suddenly poured in and firmly surrounded them.

A middle-aged uncle with a Chinese face and thick black eyebrows squatted down and sniffed Yan Sancandi, felt a little relieved, and said, "He's not dead yet." ”

However, when he stretched out his hand to drag Yan Sanpao up and send him for treatment, he was like being struck by lightning, staring at Su Lin who was standing next to him with an incredulous face.

He looked at Su Lin blankly, opened his mouth and asked, "You-who are you?"

"Brother Li, what's going on?" asked a leader who seemed to be a man in black.

"Three cannons, three cannons are wasted! All the bones in his arm have been shattered!" As soon as the middle-aged man's words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

One by one, they looked at Surin's gaze as if they had seen a ghost.

This little white face is so powerful? Just that punch just now shattered Yan Sanpao's bones in one fell swoop?

Isn't this acting?

Isn't this a black fist?

Isn't this playing with people?

"Go and tell the boss that you can't let him leave!" the black-clad captain was shocked, but he still gave the order.

The man in black firmly surrounded Su Lin, and at the same time one of them ran out, and the middle-aged man's eyes were like eagles, scanning Su Lin, as if he wanted to see Su Lin through.

He said in a low and hoarse voice: "Who is Your Excellency? How can you be so vicious when you take a shot to destroy a person's arm?"

"Hehe!" Su Lin looked at the other party without fear, and sneered: "Evil, I didn't kill him, I already give you a lot of face!"

"Boy, do you know what kind of place this is?" the middle-aged man's face was slightly cold, and he shouted coldly, but he didn't make a move, because he couldn't figure out the depth of Su Lin.

"I don't know what this place is!" replied Surin, "but not only do I know, everyone here knows that he was about to punch me first!"

"Did he hurt you?" the middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

"What if it hurts?"

"You are obviously better than him, how can you be hurt by him?" The middle-aged man became even more angry when he heard Su Lin's words.