Chapter 318：

Among the crowd, whoever is the most excited is Meng Xiaowan.

She was a mad personality, her face flushed at the moment, and she stood aside and yelled, looking extremely excited.

This kind of person is a typical person who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and it is not too big to watch the excitement.

After watching it for a while, Lin Xian felt a little bored, and said: I'm leaving now, what about you, Senior Sister?"

Mu Wanqing said unexpectedly: "Leave now? You haven't got the lottery yet!"

"Forget it, I don't know how long they will fight!" Lin Xian shrugged and said helplessly.

He really didn't care about that piece of Vacheron Constantin's watch. He was rewarded 8.88 million in cash for completing the task. As for the watch, it is treated as an entrance fee.

"Wait, I'll try to persuade you!"

Shu Wanqing said, and walked quickly to Wei Xun and the others.

Anyway, she is also a member of the Jinling second-generation circle. Since Lin Xian was brought here, she must have an account of what she is doing now. What is it?

"Senior Sister!"

Lin Xian grabbed Mu Wanqing, shook his head and laughed, "Forget it, I'll go!"

Wei Xun and Huang Yijing have red eyes now, and the group fight scene is chaotic. Mu Wanqing is likely to be injured when they go up.

With that, Lin Xian loosened his tie, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and walked forward quickly.

Looking at his back, Mu Wanqing's face turned red.

I have to say that Lin Xian's actions just now made her handsome.

To be honest, despite the master-level fighting skills of Jeet Kune Do, it is really impossible for him to fight ten strong men. The maximum is five or six, which is the limit.

Although there are more than a dozen second generations in this group of fighting, they are not close to the strong man. Each of them has vain legs. They have not exercised all the year round, and they have long been hollowed out by the erosion of alcohol.

Haven't seen Wei Xun and Huang Yijing get so many punches from each other, but are they still alive and well?

It shows that their fists are weak.

"Dude, don't fight! Stop it!"

Lin Xian stepped forward and patted someone on the shoulder

The man turned his head and saw a stranger who patted his shoulder, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Who are you?"

Haha!

Lin Xian smiled slightly and didn't talk nonsense. The hand that patted the man's shoulder suddenly slammed down.

Click!

Accompanied by a crisp sound of bones, the other party immediately screamed like a pig, clutching his arms and fell to the ground.

Chapter 39 Violence, but also grace

The cry of killing pigs was very loud and miserable.

Suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Even many people who were fighting were startled by the screams and stopped.

Lin Xian didn't even look at the person lying on the ground, and continued to walk forward for a while. The people who stopped took a step back and looked at Lin Xian with uncertain eyes.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xian smiled slightly and said kindly: "Don't be nervous, I'm just here to persuade you!"

Not many people stopped, only four or five, and the rest continued to fight.

Walking forward in two or three steps, Lin Xian grabbed a person's shoulders, exerted a slight force at the waist, and threw the opponent to the ground with an extremely standard over-the-shoulder throw.

Bang!

Lying on the ground, the felled buddies looked dumbfounded and didn't know what was going on. They only felt a sore back.

Unlike the last time he did it in Yangcheng, Lin Xian didn't use much energy this time, and he was very skillful.

Otherwise, these second-generation small arms and legs will have a large disability.

Putting one down again, Lin Xian kept walking, putting one down every time he shot.

Soon, there were only three people standing on the entire track.

Wei Xun and Huang Yijing didn't notice everything around them at all. The two of them were red-eyed, still fighting with each other.

Stepping forward, Lin Xian quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed Huang Yijing's back collar. Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, Lin Xian threw out Huang Yijing in his hand like trash.

For a while, the crowd onlookers couldn't help taking a breath.

Huang Yijing is not light, at least one hundred thirty or forty catties.

Even so, Lin Xian easily picked it up with one hand and threw it out.

This TM...

How powerful is it?

Wei Xun was taken aback, and was startled by the scene before him.

In less than a minute, a fight was persuaded.

Although the method of persuasion is too violent.

Huang Yijing was thrown three or four meters away, but fortunately, the buttocks landed on the ground, and there was no injury except for the pain.

Looking around the track, Lin Xian clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Everyone is friends. If you have something to say, it's great now."

Huang Yijing finally recovered at this moment, feeling the pain from his body, his eyes were fierce, and his eyes stared at Lin Xian.

He slowly got up, Huang Yijing walked quickly to the front of his Koenigsegg Reger, opened the front trunk, and took out a baseball bat from it.

The whole process was silent.

But everyone knows that the anger in Huang Yijing's heart has been accumulated to its peak, and the next, it must be squally rain.

Holding a baseball bat, he came to Lin Xian step by step: "CNM, what are you!"

He roared out this with a ferocious expression, Huang Yijing raised the baseball bat with both hands high, and slammed it at Lin Xian's head.

"Lin Xian, be careful!"