Chapter 910： Test

After all, apart from the people in the car who have met Zhang Wanlin, no one else has seen him.

Some people even think that Zhang Wanlin's treatment of Chenghu is simply an egg hitting a stone, and they seem very discouraged.

There is also another reason. Every elder is already at a high age, and it is too early to be young and vigorous, and it is completely out of the mood to booze.

It would be the weirdest thing if there was a booze. What kind of thing would a group of little old men yell at.

A collaborator once provoked an elder and said, "Why, I know I am going to fail, so I don't dare to bite?"

The elder replied: "I don't want you to lose too badly, so I call it lazily."

The competition adopts a one-game win-loss system.

As long as either party says to surrender, then the winner can be judged.

Secondly, if both parties did not call for surrender, the winner would be judged on the condition that whoever was physically weak and could not fight again.

Finally, if anyone dies in the competition, it will not be the responsibility of the other party.

Before the competition, both parties signed a life and death agreement.

When the competition was about to begin, Chenghu took off his shirt and showed off his strong muscles as if to show off.

It was almost violent, with thick nerves crawling on it.

It can be described as very violent.

Just looking at such muscles is enough to make people pray silently for their opponents.

In contrast, Zhang Wanlin still wore that casual outfit, a sweater, and a ragged cowboy. Facing life and death struggles, his attitude was also a foolish attitude, as if he had never put this matter in his eyes.

Zhang Wanlin glanced at the roaring people around him, his eyes staying on Wang Mengyi's body, and winked at him.

At this time, Wang Mengyi was sitting down, with a very noble look, teasing him so, the nervous nerve instinctively relaxed, it was really out of reach, and she couldn't help but laugh.

For some reason, this man has firmly captured her heart.

Is it from yesterday, or from the moment I met on the first day?

In short, it's not clear, the way is unknown.

There is a feeling of not knowing each other.

When I think of hating him so much at the beginning, it feels funny. Now that both of them have the reality of husband and wife, they have changed a lot from before.

Now her heart is full of him, full of him, even the unfocused character is one of the reasons why she likes him.

It is said that if you like a person, you will like everything about him.

Of course Cheng Hu noticed that Wang Mengyi looked at Zhang Wanlin's eyes full of stars, and couldn't help being furious. At the beginning of the game, he rushed over angrily.

Now he changed his attention, because he discovered that even if he wins, it is impossible to get her heart.

If that's the case, then you have to kill him.

Almost every punch carried a fierce force, hitting someone on the body, it was not a joke, it could directly faint.

Every time Zhang Wanlin was able to avoid it, and the scene was tense for a while, but his attitude remained unchanged.

Sure enough, it was a foolish ruffian.

Wang Chao seemed a little surprised: "It stands to reason that his strength is not so good. Why is he playing so passively?"

Dong Lin also noticed that Zhang Wanlin just dodged in the ring and did not attack.

"I think he did it on purpose."

"From what point do you see intentional?"

"Leave aside his past strength, just look at the present."

Dong Lin directly cited: "You see that every time he dodges, it is just right. Although he is about to hit, it is always a little too close, just like a precise calculation.

I just ask you, can you make every avoidance so perfect? "

With that said, Wang Chao vaguely understood.

Every time you dodge, normally speaking, it is nothing more than avoiding early, or just hitting directly.

However, Zhang Wanlin was about to hit, but he always missed it. It was just right.

"Then why would he do this?

Wouldn't it be enough to defeat the opponent directly? "

After thinking about it for a while, Dong Lin said: "Maybe it is to give his opponent some hope.

If he defeats his opponent as soon as he comes, it seems like, what, isn't it boring. "

"Well, that's right."

Wang Chao wanted to think about Zhang Wanlin's strength, it was really okay.

If it is like this, it is really not very interesting.

The people on the side obviously didn't notice this problem, they thought they were about to defeat Zhang Wanlin, and yelled.

"Kill him!! Beat him to death!"

"Why hit it again, grass, that punch can't be empty."

"Come on, Chenghu!"

After this for about half an hour, Chenghu was sweating and panting like a cow, but Zhang Wan, Lin Yun was light and breezy, if he could, he would have a leisurely and elegant cup of coffee before continuing.

So far, Chenghu hasn't even touched his root hair.

"Damn, what method did you use, why can't I hit you?"

Chenghu Qidao, this is too weird, isn't it?

Then the punch missed a single punch.

"Where did I use what means, am I not like you, nor did I hit you?"

Zhang Wanlin smiled.

Cheng Hu was really smug when he thought about it like this, but when he thought about it the other way round, he didn't hit him at all, so how could he say that he didn't hit him? ?

It is clearly an insult to him! Cheng Hu got angry and went on again. This time he used his housekeeping skills, both an iron fist and a fist. The various moves can be said to be seamlessly connected. Even the elders nodded secretly. He is not a double mind, he must be a rare figure in the family.

No one in the audience can beat him into a tiger.

The sideliners even shouted in exclamation, wishing to use a horn.

Wang Mengyi sat down leisurely, neither excited nor worried, but rather interested.

It's like seeing a certain plot in a TV series accidentally, which immediately attracted the attention.

She knew that even if Chenghu acted like this, the man on the ring was still the same, invincible.

Just as she judged, what kind of ruffian Zhang Wanlin was just now, and what kind of ruffian he is now, that lazy and sloppy look can't wait to hit him.

Every attack was "coincidentally" evaded by him, and even some seemingly inevitable attacks, dodged in an unbelievable adjustment angle, aroused everyone's exclamation, which can be called a classic and a miracle.

"Fuck, this can also be avoided, fake it."

"Damn, is this a hang up?"

"What the hell, just keep hiding like this, and hit a fart."

It took another half an hour to fight and hide like this. Together, the two people's fight was already an hour.

But there is no winner yet.

Cheng Hu put his hands on his knees again, panting like cows, and sweating like rain. To be honest, being able to stand now is the biggest test for him.

Just now, I was thinking of knocking this person over in one go, but after exhausting my best, I realized how unrealistic this was.