Chapter 100 Five-Year Big 8

When the obscene and sinister muddy water struggle met the turtle flow covered with thorns, Lin Feng found that there was really nothing he could do. Lin Feng frowned painfully and looked at Yangyang's complaed No. 189 and the evil old man.

"Do you want to use the sword?" Lin Feng's heart has a hundred unwillingness. Jianyi is one of his ultimate secrets and one of his deepest hidden weapons. He really doesn't want to use it.

"What's more..." His eyes swept over the other three families sitting in the distance, and his ears echoed with Grandpa Lin Xiaochen's words. I don't know how many pairs of eyes were secretly looking at him. If they show their strength far beyond their expectations, it is foreseeable that there will be no shortage of possible assassinations.

"What should I do?" Lin Feng's face wrinkled like a bitter gourd.

No. 189 is still struggling fiercely from time to time, hoping that the effect of the damn glue has passed, and he can get out of this damn swamp and leave big transparent holes in Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng's heart moved and there was a calculation.

Looking quietly at the struggling No. 189, Lin Feng still stood outside his few steps with a distressed face. Looking at him quietly, Lin Feng is looking for the law of his struggle. Even 189 did not realize that the frequency of his struggle had been slowly fixed due to his long habit.

"Well..." Lin Feng's mouth showed an imperceptible smile.

At the beginning of a new round of the cyclical struggle on the 189th, the smile at the corners of Lin Feng's mouth quietly bloomed. His hand waved casually at the foot of No. 189, and then his body suddenly rushed to the side fiercely.

Then, the body of No. 189 was still struggling violently because of the sudden disappearance of the stickiness under his feet. Under inertia, he rushed forward. The sudden loss of control stunned him for a moment, and Jianyuan's operation also stopped.

And Lin Feng had long expected this situation, and his rushing body had knocked him to the ground fiercely and rode proudly on his waist again. Just like he sat on the waist of a size 535.

"Wan..." The people below stared at the unexpected changes in this series of unexpected changes. When he saw Lin Feng sitting proudly on others again, he covered his eyes with a soft sigh.

"Little boy, give up quickly." A kind-looking aunt advised in an experienced tone, "Otherwise, this devil will make your life worse than death."

"Yes. Handsome man, give up and give up. A beautiful girl also said sincerely.

No. 189 was stunned and found Lin Feng on his body. The fast-moving Jianyuan wants to lift Lin Feng away or stab him out. Unfortunately, Lin Feng was already very proficient in doing such a shameless job and sat firmly on his sea of air. On the 189th, he found that all his efforts were in vain.

"Ha ha, little boy, don't be crazy about breaking free from it in my hands. You know, I'm a professional!" Lin Feng admired himself more and more. He is really a genius!

Looking at No. 189, who was deeply sad, and looking at the excited people under the ring, the smile on Lin Feng's face became more and more evil and bright: "Well, now I'll give you a democratic choice to seek the opinions of the audience below. Either surrender honestly and obediently, or be severely beaten by me, or are you actually not afraid of itching?

I used to be an audience on the 189th, and I was about to cry. The fierce struggle for a long time was finally fruitless. At this moment, when I heard Lin Feng's malicious words, I couldn't help but think of the miserable situation of No. 63, the blue face, swollen and blood flowing, and the scene of No. 535 laughing out of breath and finally I didn't know whether it was crying or laughing. His body trembled involuntarily and looked at the hateful face that Lin Feng had slowly approached.

On the 189th, you cried with a sad face. You just couldn't fight with me before, and you just looked like you couldn't do anything about me. The poor little head said aggrievedly, "I admit defeat."

"Ha ha, what a good boy." Lin Feng took out a candy from his pocket and stuffed it into the mouth of No. 189: "Since you are so good, I will give you a candy to eat at the same time as I complete you."

"Bah, pooh..." On the 189th, his face changed greatly, afraid that Lin Feng would take another laxative candy or pepper candy to feed himself, and hurriedly spit it out,

"Oh..." The people below immediately let out a sad sigh for the 189th.

"Judge, what do you say now?" Lin Feng didn't care about him and looked at the old man proudly.

The old man looked at Lin Feng strangely. He didn't know whether he had realized what had happened or why he didn't say anything.

"Hmm! Despicable and shameless referee!" Lin Feng whispered aggrievedly, which made the people under him feel a little sad.

Cut the arm of No. 189, Lin Feng escorted him to the ring, and then he gently loosened his hands. His right foot had already been raised high. When he was about to fight back after the 189th, a foot of Popeye kicked it fiercely.

Then, on the 189th, a beautiful arc was drawn and smashed into the crowd.

"..." Everyone was speechless, and the referee was speechless.

Ignoring the strange eyes of the people below, Lin Feng casually dusted his shoes.

"Okay." The old man finally announced helplessly: "No. 36 wins."

Lin Feng cheered proudly and jumped off the ring as if walking leisurely.

At present, when Lin Feng passed, the heroes were easy, and there was a doctor who passed by, and thousands of people could not avoid it.

Feeling the eyes of everyone like avoiding snakes and scorpions, Lin is full of bitterness in his heart. If it hadn't been for the loss of Jianyuan and has not recovered, if it hadn't been for the trembling two wars that you would have been to go first and be defeated, how could the young master have done this?

There are several birds in the world who don't cherish their feathers, and how many people are willing to splash water and pollinate themselves! There is nothing I can do.

He casually turned around several times, but Lin Feng was a little unhappy. His own despicable, shameless, obscene, sleepy and hand-to-hand struggle is now loved by the majority of weak and powerful people, and many of the tables are now in the clouds, like a fairyland.

However, listening to one or two completely different dull howls from time to time, Lin Feng can conclude that those guys who piracy their own genre have not taken much advantage.

"Oh...life is really lonely as snow!" Lin Feng looked at the miserable appearance of those who used their patents after the fog dispersed, even if they were lucky enough to win, and he couldn't help sighing.

"Without my brother's indestructible bowl-sized fist, and without my brother's ** fog lens that can see your opponent's every move in the thick fog, you can't get rid of the fate of being beaten and eliminated after all!" Lin looks like a master's height. After shaking his head and boasting for a while and beating those pirated himself, Lin Feng continued to walk contentedly.

But I didn't see any trace of Lin Menger. I wanted to finish the other party's home.

Lin Feng was frustrated and suddenly saw Lin Jian's bitch standing high on a ring.

He looked at the poor little white rabbit with a ferocious face, and as soon as there was a ferocious smile on his face, the poor little guy immediately jumped off the ring and turned away.

"Lin Jian is Lin Jian! It's another situation where the opponent succumbs without fighting and makes the opponent flee. The audience under the scene praised or envied Lin Jian with various expressions.

"Yes, yes. It can be compared with the guy No. 36 named Lin Feng. A sinister, despicable and cunning, all kinds of vicious means emerge one after another, and a righteous and bright momentum, often wins without fighting. Ha ha, although the two have not been defeated so far, now they have made a judgment. Even Lin Feng will be solved by Lin Jianyi's sword in the end. This is a critic.

"Hey, because of these two strange people, this year's competition is really beautiful and wonderful. It's eye-opening and feasting our eyes!" A guy over half a hundred years old is intoxicated with satisfaction.

"Your sister!" Looking at the guy's intoxicated and satisfied appearance, Lin Feng couldn't wait to split him with a sword. Is there such a person? While watching other people's wonderful performances satisfy yourself, you disdain the attacks of people who bring you wonderful?!

Lin Jian, who won easily, did not look happy at all. He was almost crazy, and the anger accumulated in his heart became more and more violent because these guys who fled at a bad time could not vent. If there was no sound, no, even if it was just a sword battle, he doubted that he would really be engulfed by his anger.

"Ah!!!" At this time, when he saw Lin Feng looking at his smile under the crowd, Lin Jian felt more and more that he was about to be blown up. Condensation Jianyuan fiercely split a sword in the ring. After a loud sound, a deep and invisible crack appeared on the specially selected granite ring. This ring is almost ruined.

After venting, Lin Jian looked at the traces he had cut out with satisfaction and looked at Lin Feng's suddenly contracted eyes. The anger that had accumulated in his heart for a long time finally vented. He smiled ferociously at Lin Jian, compared his middle finger, and then jumped off the ring in the exclamation of the crowd and laughed up to the sky.

"Four Swordsman?!" Lin Feng was indeed shocked at this moment. How could it be?!

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