PS: I wish you all a happy New Year, take a lot of red envelopes, and play mahjong and other wealth is like the water of the Yellow River surging endlessly...

Ninety-nine percent of the people who were Absorbed the Mongolian army won, and the remaining layer of Absorbed Lin Yang naturally killed Wang Tao and Zhang Feng. Lin Yang himself also raised 2 million to ask Wang Tao to help him place a bet. After winning 2 million, he turned into 10 million. He would be a fool if he didn't do it!

Zhang Feng was very nervous. Although Lin Yang repeatedly assured him before the game that he could win, looking at the ring, Meng Jun's tough guy's body, and looking at Lin Yang's body, Zhang Feng really couldn't convince himself to believe Lin Yang's words.

What if Lin Zi was beaten to death?

Yes, I must avenge him. Well, find an opportunity to kill the Mongolian army first. As for the Qing'an Association, let’s talk about it later. Now, let alone myself, even my own son is also afraid of the existence of the Qing'an Association. It’s because their interest chain is too wide, and they can move their whole body with one blow.

On the other hand, Wang Tao, like Jiang Taigong, was sitting firmly on Diaoyutai, Zhang Feng asked: "Brother Wang, aren't you nervous?"

"I'm nervous!"

"Yeah?"

"yes!"

"Brother Wang, how much have you taken to Linzi?" Zhang Feng asked.

Wang Tao stretched out two fingers, Zhang Feng was shocked: "2 million?" He admired Wang Tao in his heart. Although he also valued Lin Yang's friendship very much, even if Lin Zi asked him for 2 million, he could take it out without frowning, but he was still not willing to use money to waste it. It was not that he couldn't bear to give up money, but that he felt that losing money to Qing'an would be too cheap and they would.

"20 million!" Wang Tao said three words, almost scaring Zhang Feng off the chair, shocked, "Brother Wang, are you crazy? There is no need to do this in order to pretend to be a scene for Lin Zi, right? How much is your 4S store worth in total!"

"I mortgaged the 4S store to the bank!" Wang Tao said calmly.

What else can Zhang Feng say, and smiled bitterly: "Brother Wang, are you so sure Lin Zi can win?"

"Lin Zi can definitely win!" Wang Tao said affirmatively, then looked at Zhang Feng, "How many have you taken?"

Zhang Feng said, "I...I'm a little anxious to pee, I'll go to the bathroom first!"

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Feng went to the opening place again, gritted his teeth and bet 4.5 million, which was exactly 5 million from the last time. Since Brother Wang supports Lin Zi so much, if he doesn't support him, that's not enough brother.

Lin Yang and Meng Jun stood on the ring, standing in confrontation, waiting for someone to shout: "The competition begins!"

The Mongolian army launched an attack, stepped on the ground, rushed out suddenly, quickly approaching Lin Yang, slapped out with a palm, and looked towards Lin Yang's pipa bone with a rainbow momentum, making the air make a sharp sound of "buzzing".

He followed the tactics of opening and closing, without paying attention to skills, and he was sure of Lin Yang's weakness in strength.

"roar!"

Lin Yang stepped back, arched his body, and raised his right arm at the same time, as if he was swinging an axe, slashing out with a mountain momentum, just as he was on the palm of the Mongolian army.

While Lin Yang's split fist was slashing, the Meng Jun turned his palm into a fist, and his five fingers suddenly clenched, and the joints "papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa

Muscle impact, bones are brittle and dull!

The Mongolian army took five steps back, while Lin Yang took more than ten steps before he could barely stop. In the first round of the competition, Lin Yang was obviously at a disadvantage.

On the observation stage, Long Ziwen's mouth slowly curled up, revealing a smile.

The Mongolian army's offensive was very sharp, and it did not give Lin Yang any chance to breathe. Every punch and every palm was hit with all its strength. With a force of tremendous force, Lin Yang could only resist.

Lin Yang took a punch from Meng Jun, and a powerful force came from the opponent's fist, penetrated his right arm and penetrated his muscles and bones. Lin Yang only felt that he was hit by a big hammer, and his fist was incredible.

"No, if you continue like this, you will be dragged to death. It seems that you can only rely on the red essence!"

At this time, the Mongolian army launched an attack again. He ran quickly. After five steps, he jumped forward and rushed forward. His body was like an eagle spreading its wings. He pounced down towards Lin Yang from a high place, clenched his fists with both hands, and punched Lin Yang's neck and fist and contracted to his waist, preparing to wait for the opportunity.

This move is very ordinary, even Lin Yang can do it, but when it is used by people of the Mongolian Army, it has great power.

Logically speaking, Lin Yang should have retreated temporarily, but since he planned to use the red essence, he naturally would not retreat, and he would hit him head-on and punch him out.

"Bang bang!"

After the two punched each other twice, Lin Yang suddenly reached out and hugged Meng Jun's neck.

The Mongolian Army's reaction was very quick. He didn't know why Lin Yang did this suicide move, but he didn't mind using this opportunity to solve Lin Yang.

As soon as Lin Yang's hands hooked Meng Jun's neck, Meng Jun bent his knees suddenly and knocked his tight knees hard towards Lin Yang's lower abdomen.

This quick move was incredible. Even Lin Yang knew that he was about to be attacked, he had no time to defend. In just a blink of an eye, the Mongolian army completed all the movements.

The pain immediately made Lin Yang lose his ability to move. The Meng Jun smiled grimly, his right arm was raised, and a hand knife slashed towards Lin Yang's neck. With his arm strength, if Lin Yang was attacked, he would definitely lose his combat power immediately and would have to wait for death.

Everyone on the audience did not expect the duel to come to an end so soon, but they were also very happy because they were all bets from the Mongolian army.

Zhang Feng hurriedly said, "It's so miserable!"

Then the situation changed rapidly. When Lin Yang's body slid down, he suddenly punched and hit the lower part of the Meng Jun's abdomen.

"Bang!"

Meng Jun did not expect that Lin Yang, who had suffered such a blow, would have the physical strength to fight back. The pain should have made his body unconscious. How could this be possible?

This time, Meng Jun was hit by Lin Yang's fist, and the position of the bladder was as sensitive as the bladder. Meng Jun's lower body was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to stand. He endured the severe pain and quickly retreated and looked at Lin Yang in surprise.

Lin Yang stood up straight, looked at Meng Jun and smiled, "Do you feel it's incredible? Haha, the incredible thing is behind you!"

Lin Yang took the initiative to attack, stepped on the ground and rushed towards the Mongolian army quickly. When approaching the Mongolian army, he punched like lightning, but was blocked by the Mongolian army.

Generally, the normal reaction is that after one move fails, you should quickly retreat and then organize a second attack, but Lin Yang's playing style is full of enthusiasm to never give up.

The blocked fist suddenly stretched out and grabbed Meng Jun's right arm that was crossed in front of his chest, pulled and kicked out.

Meng Jun was pulled by Lin Yang, and his stomach was kicked by Lin Yang, but his own body was also exposed. Meng Jun roared and hit Lin Yang's stomach with his left fist.

The two of them took a few steps back, but their situation was completely different. Meng Jun's lower abdomen was so painful that his eyes turned red. Lin Yang's kick just now happened to be where the punch hit him just now. Meng Jun felt that his lower abdomen was about to be pierced.

Lin Yang was also uncomfortable, but the red essence from his Niwan Palace rushed out immediately and rushed into the hit position. Although he did not fully recover, he was relieved.

However, Lin Yang felt a little distressed. He just spent 10 points, but now he spent 10 points. There are only 10 points left in the red essence of his Niwan Palace.
Chapter completed!