Chapter Ninety-Six: Warcraft
"Hairball, what's wrong with this girl?"
Lin Lang still couldn't help but be curious, and asked the know-it-all system, which should be able to give an answer.
"Ice Muscle Jade Bone! It's a pity, if she has quite a lot of cultivation techniques, her progress will be unstoppable. Now it seems that she has one more year to live. If you can't suppress the mutation of your body with your strength, I'm afraid it will turn into a beautiful ice sculpture. ”
The words of velvet make people shudder.
Ice sculpture!
Directly let people turn into ice sculptures!
How painful it must be, something that is simply unbearable.
No wonder she looks like a moving iceberg, and she is expressionless even when her brother is injured.
"Is there any cure for that?"
Pure curiosity, he is not a savior, and when he sees the suffering of the world, he will live a universal life.
However, for beautiful women, there will always be compassion, perhaps it is the so-called pity for the jade.
Or, colloquially known as lustful!
Men are all lustful, but many of them have lustful hearts and no lustful guts. Lin Lang admits this, otherwise he would not have become a big flower.
Of course, it has changed now, but there is still compassion.
"It's simple, as long as you are promoted to a second-level peasant, for a condition like her, you can even give her a makeover. Now, you can only watch!"
Level 2 is fine, but now it's just level 1.
"This one, it was really an accident, the Sunshine Boy broke out all the hole cards, but it still couldn't change the fate of failure. "Hey||Words ||Grid can be viewed free of charge
"Now, I declare the winner of this one to be our first-ever streak finisher, Joker!"
The host tried to adjust the atmosphere as much as possible, but few could really cheer.
Most people are still optimistic about the Sunshine Boy, who has won 24 games in a row, but he can't win this game after fighting all his hole cards.
It can only be said that fate is so!
His desperate efforts were seen by all, but so what!
It doesn't bring victory, and even if you die, someone will still scold you and even beat you.
As the host announced the end, the iron door opened, and four people ran in, put Shangguan Siqiang on a stretcher, and carried him to the lounge.
Shangguan Siying, the cold girl, walked lightly, nodded slightly to Lin Lang, and followed.
She knew in her heart that her brother's injuries were all spelled out by herself, and the clown didn't really attack much.
And because of this, I am grateful, and I don't have much grudge.
Her heart seems to be crystal clear, without impurities, like a mirror.
The good and bad of people are reflected in the mirror!
It was a majestic man on the platform on the second floor, who was particularly concerned about Lin Lang.
A pair of tiger eyes were on him, looking up and down.
Ordinary people may not understand what it means for ordinary people to defeat Huang Yi.
He knows very well that clowns are definitely not simple!
With such a terrifying body power, once it breaks through to Huang Yi, it is unimaginable what kind of strength it will be.
Despite this, his muscles were trembling, and he was already excited, eager to fight.
He's also a fighter, standing there, observing.
This is normal, when there is no boxing match, the fighter will observe other opponents to judge their strength and have a mental preparation.
"Is the Joker going to move on to the next show right away?"
The host's questioning detonated the audience at once.
What? Next?
Is there anyone else who can fight two games in a row?
In the history of the Golden Bridge, there has never been a thing.
In an instant, it caused a heated discussion on the scene.
Lin Lang didn't know, he didn't feel that he had wasted much physical strength, his face behind the mask, a casual smile, and a hoarse voice;
"Go on!"
Although the sound was not loud, the people around the iron net still heard it.
The moderator, through the sound collector, also heard.
The chatter outside has stopped, and looking at the clown's appearance, he really looks like a clown.
Don't you really know that when you face another person again after a fight, you will be physically exhausted and there will be residual consciousness?
Everyone's attack is different, and in the case of life and death battles, fighting against one master is completely different from fighting two masters in a row.
Arrogant!
You're a streak finisher!
Ignorant and fearless!
The people at the scene, almost no one was optimistic about him, but all kinds of contempt and abuse came all over the world.
In fact, it has something to do with the fact that he let the people on the scene lose money.
"The clown will continue to fight, and here's our next warrior, Warcraft!"
The host's voice sounded throughout the space, and the people on the second floor naturally heard it.
Every day, there will be sons and brothers from various provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, seeking excitement here.
Today is no exception, and there are seventeen people sitting on it.
The game that has just opened does not attract them.
The Joker is a newcomer, and the Sunshine Boy is a master of twenty-four consecutive wins, and the odds are too different to attract their curiosity.
Now it's different, the Joker has just proved his strength by destroying a very promising twenty-five straight winners.
Warcraft is a super master who has won twenty-five consecutive victories, and there is uncertainty between the two, which is what attracts these boys.
When the spirit came, one by one they stood in front of the fence, looked inside the iron net, and began to discuss, ready to start their own game.
"I'll press the clown, after all, with the momentum of a new victory, maybe I can really win a game! ”
"Hmph, then I'll choose Warcraft, I will definitely tear the clown, I'll press 20 million!"
The stakes on the second floor are very large, but they have little to do with Jinqiao, and they belong to private gambling in a small circle.
But a random reward is more than the transaction volume of the following night, which is one of the purposes of Jinqiao.
The majestic man standing at the front casually took out a check for 10 million dragon dollars and handed it to the staff:
"I'll press the clown 10 million!"
If he is light and fluttering, he circulates in the second floor, and seems to be very optimistic about him, and directly earns the bet of Jinqiao.
"Everyone knows who Warcraft is, and his ferocity and viciousness are obvious to all. At his hands, three people died, and the rest were all seriously injured or maimed, and none of them made it out of the ring intact. ”
"We look forward to his performance again, and we hope that the clown will not be crippled too soon!"
The host deliberately exaggerated the ferocity of Warcraft, as if the clown couldn't do it at all.
The people in the scene naturally have their own judgment and will not bet according to the host's thoughts.
But it has to be said that the clown who has won a victory, there are still not many supporters.
The Joker's odds are around 1:5, which still doesn't attract much money.
Until the 10 million that came down from the second floor, Jinqiao almost adjusted the odds.
Fortunately, there are also people who follow the trend and come down to vote for Warcraft.
Lin Lang looked at a man with a black body and walked into the iron net, wearing only a pair of shorts.
The whole body, the muscles are strong, and the whites of the eyes in a pair of snake eyes account for most of them. When you look at anything, it's as if there's no focus.
And the face is more like a piece of wood, without the slightest expression. Even if he is about to face a life-and-death battle, it doesn't seem to provoke any reaction from him.
He hadn't even looked at the clown, just stared blankly ahead, as if something more appealing was there.
This scene made Lin Lang unable to understand, is he a fool?
How did you qualify for a winning streak?
Just because he's physically strong?
"The battle begins!"
As soon as the host's voice fell, the eyes of the demonic beast suddenly turned.
The snake's eyes suddenly stared at the clown, and at that moment, his whole body seemed to have turned into a poisonous snake, exuding a bloodthirsty aura.
Lin Lang's brows furrowed, what's the situation?
At this moment, he seemed to be a different person.
The feeling of stupidity vanished at once, replaced by endless mania and bloodlust.
"Silk Silk"
What was even more surprising was that the stout man's body writhed as if he had no bones, and slowly approached Lin Lang.
The tongue in his mouth kept spitting out, like a snake, and it made a cry.
And that look was full of a cruel light, looking at Lin Lang's eyes, it was like looking at a prey, without a trace of human emotion.
Lin Lang was on guard, didn't say a word, just waited for the ten attacks of the mission to pass, and he would definitely kill him as soon as possible.
It's too dangerous!
"Silk"
The demonic beast screamed violently, and the boneless body suddenly twisted a few times and approached Lin Lang.
The fingers of his right hand, like a snake spitting out a letter, poked Lin Lang's eyes.
The movements were lightning fast, and it was almost impossible to see his movements.
Lin Lang's face changed slightly, he was really too fierce. If you poke people directly, you will be saved.
But this is the real battle in the dark boxing ring, and the young man just now is still too merciful, and he thought it was just a simple fight.
Lin Lang's left hand suddenly raised and placed it horizontally in front of the two fingers of the demonic beast, blocking the offensive line.
What Lin Lang didn't expect was that the other party actually pointed directly on his arm.
Slightly stunned, he felt that his arm was almost amputated, two fingers were inserted into the muscles, and the forearm was unconscious.
In fright, his left hand hung weakly at his side.
He couldn't believe that just two fingers contained such a powerful power.
And I can feel that the other party is not even Huang Yi, and I don't know how to practice with two fingers.
You must know that his bones and muscles, after this period of training, the hardness has definitely reached an exaggerated level.
But it was also broken at once, how strong the finger is!
Although he was frightened, the movement of the demonic beast did not stop, and his left hand was raised again, still at the position of his eyes.
It seems that he will not poke Lin Lang's eyeballs, and he will not be reconciled.
Anger rose in Lin Lang's heart, his eyes were not included in the process of tempering, and if he was broken, he was blind, and there was no possibility of recovery.
He didn't want to be blind!
Raise your right hand again and use your elbow to resist the opponent's fingers.
"Click"
Lin Lang heard the sound of his elbow being slightly fractured, and once again felt the other party's fingers puncture the muscles and insert them into the flesh.
I'll go!
Isn't it that scary!
Is it made of steel?
"I'll go! The clown really surprised us! The hands of the monster have been specially modified, all of which are made of stainless steel. But the clown resisted with his physical body alone. Could it be that his body has also been modified?"
Unexpectedly, the host's exclamation came at this moment, which drove the atmosphere of the people on the scene.
They didn't expect Lin Lang to be so perverted that he could go toe-to-toe with the Warcraft.