[106] Every minute and every second is torment!

Zheng Tong kicked out, and the gangsters around immediately cheered loudly!

"Okay, continue! He doesn't even know his mother!"

"Brother Pingtou, come on! You are the facade of our chess and card hall, the hope of our ancient building west alley!"

"Brother Pingtou, you are my male god..."

A gangster shouted nervously and excitedly, and the people around him immediately looked at him and kept a certain distance...

Zheng Tong was not affected by the outside world. This move did not make him forget. He still calmly observed Lin Xiaobao's every move and breath, so as to accurately judge Lin Xiaobao's next move.

Lin Xiaobao touched his cheek, as if he had been licked by the fire tongue, and it seemed that he had peeled off a layer of skin alive. Such a heartbreaking pain was the first time he felt since he came to this world.

"It seems that you have met a master!" Lin Xiaobao thought silently, and his footsteps began to draw the shape of gossip on the ground. His movements slowed down in an instant, no longer as rigid and hard as before.

Zheng Tongxin was vigilant and didn't know what tricks Lin Xiaobao was going to play. His whole body's attention was focused on Lin Xiaobao's feet in circles.

All the gangsters also held their breath and were involved in disturbing the two gods.

Time passed minute by minute by second. For Zheng Tong, every minute is suffering at this moment, but for Lin Xiaobao, the most suitable attack time has not yet appeared, and Zheng Tong's loophole has not yet appeared. All he wants is to wait for Zheng Tong to show his feet.

"Well, do you still want to fight?"

"That's right, it's really hard! The sun is about to set!"

"Brother Pingtou, put him down quickly. Brother Gua is coming back quickly and solve this guy before he comes back, so as to surprise Brother Gua!"

Zheng Tong frowned slightly and moved his ears unconsciously. He heard the person next to him talk about Brother Gua. Somehow, he was involuntarily disgusted, as if a primary school student was urged by his parents to do his homework quickly, otherwise the teacher would punish him.

But at the moment when Zheng Tong walked away, Lin Xiaobao suddenly moved, kicked out with his left foot, and appeared in Zheng Tong's next plate with lightning speed.

Zheng Tong's heart tightened and hurriedly talked about the strength of his whole body to stabilize the market, trying to fight hard.

However, just as Lin Xiaobao's left foot was about to kick Zheng Tong's lower plate, his upper body rushed to Zheng Tong at a strange angle, and at the same time, punched Zheng Tong's front chest one after the other.

The people around were dumbfounded. Lin Xiaobao's action seemed to separate from his upper body and lower body. These two sets of movements clearly seemed to be a joint attack by two people, but now they are gathered on one person.

As a special soldier trained by the country for many years, Zheng Tong, the king of soldiers comparable to the killing machine, immediately made the most correct response. He stepped back and no longer asked for a toughness. As a result, the lower plate loosened and firmly hit Lin Xiaobao.

Lin Xiaobao hit with one foot and immediately wrapped one leg. At the same time, his left hand wrapped Zheng Tong's right arm, and his right fist violently pounded Zheng Tong's chest.

Zheng Tong's consciousness had a momentary trance. He thought that he could take a step back to avoid the edge, but he didn't expect Lin Xiaobao to bully himself. There was not only no stop between each move, but there were overlapping places.

"Hm!" Zheng Tong was punched in the chest, and his throat was immediately sweet, with a premonition of vomiting blood, but Zheng Tong gritted his teeth and swallowed all the blood that had overflowed into his mouth into his stomach. He opened his mouth and hummed. There was a trace of blood in his teeth, looking like a bloodthirsty beast.

Zheng Tong forced himself to adjust the disturbed breath, simply abandoned his plate, risked falling, and tried his best to counterattack the elbow attack that continued after Lin Xiaobao's boxing.

Seeing Zheng Tong make this series of actions, Lin Xiaobao sneered and the opportunity came. Suddenly, he increased his strength under his feet. The elbow hitting Zheng Tong's neck suddenly changed to hard against his chest, and he swept his leg and put Zheng Tong to the ground.

"I've been tricked!"

Zheng Tong's heart was bitter, and there was a trace of calmness in his eyes. Accept it. He has lost this game.

When Lin Xiaobao saw the compromise and relief revealed in Zheng Tong's eyes, he couldn't help but move. Instead of throwing Zheng Tong to the ground, he hooked up and pulled him up again. The movements of the two were like a dance.

Zheng Tong stood firmly, looked at Lin Xiaobao inconceivably, opened his mouth, and said weakly, "You..."

Lin Xiaobao patted him on the shoulder and arched his hand; "Concession!"

This is a common phrase at the end of the competition. If it is in a formal martial arts competition, Lin Xiaobao will definitely win the appreciation of the people around him, because only the winning party is qualified to say this sentence.

But at this moment, Lin Xiaobao's words were like a big slap, slapping those gangsters fiercely in the face. Everyone just saw it. Zheng Tong was defeated and lost ugly, but Lin Xiaobao's "admitment" made them hear the smell of humiliation.

However, Zheng Tong was completely different. After listening to Lin Xiaobao's words, he sincerely said, "I was convinced!"

Lin Xiaobao smiled. He was not happy because of winning, but because there were such men in such a smoky place.

Lin Xiaobao reached out and patted Zheng Tong on the shoulder gently: "Put on your clothes. If you have a chance, study the routines and combinations. Your murderousness is too heavy. You only want to control your opponent to death, but you have never thought about how to use every move flexibly. Sometimes taking a step back is really a wide sea and sky!"

Zheng Tong suddenly opened his head. Lin Xiaobao's step back was not to dodge or retreat in the real sense, but to send out the originally suitable move later, introduce the opponent into the trap, and then make a big kill move.

These truths, Zheng Tong contacted Lin Xiaobao's moves just now, and his heart was as clear as a mirror.

"Dare to ask the benefactor's name!" Zheng Tong asked with an eye-catching question.

Lin Xiaobao was stunned and said with a smile, "What are you doing so formally? We are not shooting ancient costume dramas. All right, see you when you have time!"

"Please leave your name!" Zheng Tong stubbornly stopped Lin Xiaobao who was about to leave.

Lin Xiaobao shook his head and said, "I'm not your benefactor. I'm not kind to you. You should hate me, just like them!"

With that, Lin Xiaobao pointed to the gangsters around him. Zheng Tong took a look at them and said disgustingly, "It's okay not to wait in this kind of place. What you just said has taught me a lot. You are my benefactor. Who dares to stop you today? I will be the first not to let them go!"

Zheng Tong's words don't seem to be false. Lin Xiaobao also saw that this guy was a stubborn man.

"You are much older than me. It's not appropriate to call you that. My name is Lin Xiaobao. This world is very small, and we can still meet!"