Chapter 116, contrary to wishes

After special hard training, Lin Feng has a resistance to both severe cold and heat, so in the Las Vegas area in winter, she wears a thermal underwear inside and a sportswear outside. It is very convenient to move without too much burden.

Fyland God is different. He wears a straight suit, which will add a burden to his body when he exercises. Not to mention inconvenient, it will bring him restraints and make his attack power unable to be perfectly displayed.

Seeing that Fyland God was ready, Lin Feng gave the latter a first move. His toes pointed to the ground, and his body burst out like a sword breaking through the sky in an instant, drawing a long phantom, clenched his fists, and smashing the latter's chin.

The two people standing next to them were still smiling, but suddenly saw Lin Feng's rapid action, and their smile suddenly stopped, and then they changed into disbelief!

"Although this boy didn't do his best downstairs, he wouldn't be so fast, would he?" The two thought. They knew the strength of Flem Goth and were very confident in their brothers, but Lin Feng's sudden move began to make them no longer confident. Lin Feng's speed was too fast.

Fyland God's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the opponent that came in an instant. Before the man arrived, the wind came first. His messy hair was blown up, his fists were clenched, and the contempt in his heart gradually faded. The explosive power of this weak-looking oriental boy was indeed not bad. Fyland God regarded Lin Feng's speed as an explosive force, so he didn't pay much attention to it, but his contempt at the beginning was gradually fading.

"Six"

Fyland God quickly retreated half a step and listened to the latter draw his fist in front of him with the roaring wind. He also punched the latter in the chest in the posture of the latter.

Lin Feng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect this big man to be so fast, and he didn't dodge his fist. It seems that there are really two brushes. In this case, I will play with you. Lin Feng thought. Speed? Hey--let's see who can compete with each other.

Looking at the former's fist, Lin Feng gently scratched at his feet and turned 180 degrees in place. He learned the former to look at his fists against his body. He swept his legs and 180 degrees. The former hurried back two steps and suddenly supported him. With a "clink", the precious Italian floor was instantly broken. Cracked, Fylangord's feet sank deeply.

Lin Feng looked at the right time, bent his legs, suddenly exerted his strength, and jumped high. There was no roar of Bruce Lee, only the roar of the wind, his arms crossed, and smashed at the latter.

The latter looked at Lin Feng, the bigger he was, the more frightened he was. How powerful this oriental boy was. Originally, he thought that his speed depended on explosive power, but now it seems that he is really capable. It seems that he can't despise him. Looking at the oriental man coming from high above, his movements were very big and extremely fast. His feet could not be avoided in the floor now. His legs suddenly exerted, and his body suddenly sank. With a "bang", a cloud of dust rose under his feet, and his body sank again. His whole body was condensed on his legs, and his arms learned to cross Lin Feng to cross with each other. Fork, welcome Lin Feng's attack.

The two men with a beard and a white suit fought like lightning, which directly dazzled them as laymen. They couldn't tell who they were. Their hearts also raised their throats, clenched their fists, and their hands were full of sweat, and they looked at them nervously.

The man in a white suit drew a cross on his body. Finally, he put his hands together, closed his eyes slightly, read "Amen", took out a cross in his trousers pocket, and prayed that Flem Goth was safe in his heart.

God is also hospitable, and he will also take care of foreign guests, just like a man in a white suit praying for Jesus.

"Bang!"

A huge deafening sound, even the bar hall on the first floor suddenly trembled. Like an earthquake, the heavy metal music stopped suddenly, and the swaying dance also stopped. Everyone in the bar looked at the ceiling with a blank face. And Robtz seemed to guess something. He looked at the stairs with his eyes shining, and the tide was surging. He could imagine how wonderful the battle upstairs was. He was a martial arts idiot, and the martial arts idiot most yearned for was to meet a master, but to watch the master fight. Obviously, Robtz was such a person.

He knew that the stairs were not so easy to go up, because there were three security guards standing at the entrance of the stairs, and she was a regular customer here, so he knew that the security guard would treat a person who broke into the stairs.

People's curiosity is extremely heavy. The more they can't get what they can't see, the more they are.

"No, I have to find a way to get up!" Robles said firmly.

Upstairs, in the gym, there was a burst of dust. The floor was broken by dozens of meters centered on Lin Feng. The Francoid calves were deeply immersed in it, and half of his body was under the floor.

Lin Feng suddenly fell a thousand pounds, and his arms hit Feyland God. The latter's arms were instantly sensed, and the spine and pelvis of his lower body seemed to break, and his two thighs full of strength almost couldn't support falling to the ground. The whole body was hit in an instant by a high-speed train, and the bones of the whole body were indescribably fragmented? It may be very sour or vulnerable!

In a word, one of the things that Fylangord wants to do most now is to lie on a big **, and then put a lazy and beautiful rest with a big "big" character.

The bearded eyes widened in an instant, and his mouth opened wide. He couldn't believe that he looked at his brother who fell under the floor and the debris on the surrounding broken floor. He had never seen such a battle. He knew that every time his brother fought with someone, he would first** the other party, and then trampled him under his feet. That's why they knew that there was a powerful Oriental downstairs, so they invited him up, and it was also the reason why Robtz's painstaking desire to come up and watch, because he was the object of Fland God**.

The cross in the hand of the man in the white suit fell to the ground, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

Lin Feng looked at Muran's opponent and didn't know what he was thinking. Even if he knew it, it was even more impossible to give him this opportunity. Looking at the latter, whose eyes were instantly congested, his body instantly bounced back three steps and opened the distance. An arrow rushed, and his body suddenly jumped up and rushed out with one leg, like a shot arrow, facing him. The latter kicked in the chest.

"NONO!!"

"NO!!!"

The other two seemed to know what was going to happen and shouted that they wanted to climb on the floor, but their heart palpitations made them afraid to move.

Another loud bang. Fleland's body was like a broken kite, flew out and hit the wall behind him. A mouthful of blood spewed out and stained the floor red.

There is a saying that the three people present don't know whether they know it or not. Lin Feng is too lazy to tell them this sentence, because he doesn't know the purpose of calling him so far. Obviously, the other party doesn't know him. If he is the intention of the other party, I'm afraid he will make a heavier hand.

But now it seems that his purpose has almost been achieved. He made such a big scene upstairs, but he beat up their manager. In this way, his purpose has also been achieved, although it is not as ideal in his heart.

As the saying goes, "The ideal is beautiful, and the reality is cruel." With this achievement, Lin Feng is not worthy of pride, but it is worth having, because he has this strength!