Live broadcast: Stop dancing in the square and I will be super awesome

Thriller

! Silence!

Kim Myung-yeol's live broadcast room.

Now there are more than five million people.

The vast majority of them are from Luo Jingguo.

Naturally, there are also audiences from all over the world.

Such a huge live broadcast room.

All of a sudden.

No one in the Manchu Dynasty dared to speak.

They felt the shock and horror from the bottom of their hearts.

At the moment, on top of the ring.

Kim Myung-yeol was lying on the stage, one of his forearms already visibly broken.

At the break, blood flowed wildly.

Mori bones were exposed.

He was so red that he had passed out.

It was obvious that I had felt extreme pain before.

One punch!

just one punch.

Shocked them.

Shocked the world

!"Ambulance!" "Ambulance!"

At this moment, an urgent shout rang out.

It was the coach's, and he was anxiously squatting beside Kim Myung-yeol doing first aid.

Fortunately, before Lin Xia came.

The coach contacted his colleague.

At the strong recommendation of that colleague, the coach called an ambulance in advance.

Otherwise, the real consequences will become even more serious.

After a while, a team of hospital ambulance personnel ran into the gym and took Kim Myung-yeol away.

Lin Xia looked at this scene with cold eyes.

He hadn't been able to rein in at all.

The position where the punch slammed into was Kim Myung-yeol's head.

Even if Kim Myung-yeol blocked it with his arm.

The brain is definitely hurt.

This is, Lin Xia's revenge.

How did Kim Myeonglie deal with Xia Lin before.

He doubled down on his return.

He didn't play tricks.

He disdains to play tricks.

An opponent so weak that it is even easier to arouse his contempt.

He flipped over the sand and jumped underneath the ring.

In the gym, everyone looked at him excitedly.

They had excitement on their faces and a smile of pride on their faces.

Sure enough,

Lin Xia wouldn't let them down.

Lin Xia will not disappoint Qingcheng or Huaguo.

The face that others have lost, Lin Xia will earn it back.

He was extremely powerful, like a supreme god.

In the face of disgusting things, kill them directly!

"Brother Lin is awesome!" Beside Lin

Xia, a boxer in the gym turned red.

At this time, he could no longer suppress his emotions and shouted directly!

and the others were even more encouraged by this person.

One by one, their hearts beat violently and they shouted in unison.

"Brother Lin is awesome!" "Brother Lin

is awesome!"

And in the cheers of these people, the audience in Lin Xia's live broadcast room was also excited and began to post a barrage.

Its content is all this sentence.

Their mood at the moment.

It was like that night.

Under the reign of the LCK Darkness.

IG went all the way through five levels and cut six generals, and won the championship.

They were emotionally charged and emotional.

In the past few days, the anger that has been pressing on my heart.

Finally released.

Lin Xia's appearance was defeated with a crushing force of horizontal pushing.

It's not a level at all.

Huaguo, there are also strong people.

At this time

, "Brother Lin, Brother Lin..."

Beside Lin Xia, the girl who could speak Luo Jing pulled the corner of Lin Xia's clothes, a little at a loss.

Previously, before the start of the boxing match, Kim Myung-yeol handed her the mobile phone used for the live broadcast.

Now, Kim Myung-yeol has been taken away by medical staff.

Because she was so excited just now, she kept her phone in her hand.

"Brother Lin, someone connected with the microphone and said that he was looking for you.

Lin Xia's eyes were calm, with a hint of surprise.

took the phone in the woman's hand and glanced at it.

There is indeed a request for a microphone connection.

Facebook's link to the microphone request can have text attached to it, but Lin Xia can't understand it.

"Help me click to agree.

Lin Xia said with a light smile at the girl.

"Well... Good. The

girl nodded, always feeling that the other party was not in good will now.

And, when she just clicked agree.

The phone screen was split and another Asian-looking man appeared.

"Nishihachi... Abba Baba Abba ... Xiba!"

As soon as the man connected the microphone, it was a long list of Xiba languages.

Holding the phone, the girl's face became unpleasant to look at.

"What did he say?" Lin Xia asked with a frown.

"He... What he said was a little unpleasant, which means that Brother Lin, you are very weak, Jin Minglie can't represent Luo Jingguo, he is Luo Jingguo's seven-fist Pu Zaimi.

Lin Xia chuckled and asked,

"Is he swearing?"

the girl nodded.

"Then you pick up a few particularly ugly words and scold them. "

Huh?" the

girl was stunned for a moment, and then a blush appeared on her face.

On the side, everyone in the gym burst out laughing directly.

Sure enough, Brother Ringo is still the same Brother Ringo.

Don't talk about it.

Just do it!"

Forget it, you don't understand it anyway.

She muttered softly and said wildly to Park Zaimi on her phone:

"Xiba... Abba Baba Abba ... Xiba!"

Sure enough, the girl finished.

Park Zaimi, who was connected with Lin Xia, had a blue face and a red face.

Subsequently, he also began to scold the girl.

Seeing this scene, the girl was also angry.

directly confronted Park Zaimi and constantly scolded.

Give each other the cordial greetings of each other's ancestors.

After a long time, Park Zaimi's face darkened.

He gasped and glared at the girl.

He found that he had been well versed in greetings for decades, and he had never done a foreigner.

At this time, Park Zaimi was in the live broadcast room.

Luo Jingguo's audience was also annoyed and angry.

began to scold Park Zaimi for his incompetence.

"West Eight.

Park Zaimi scolded in a low voice, and his eyes stared at Lin Xia beside the girl.

The man kept looking at him playfully.

This kind of silent mockery is the sharpest knife.

Subsequently, Park Zaimi took out his mobile phone and began to search.

After a long while, Park Zaimi opened his mouth and said in an extremely awkward Chinese Chinese:

"A little Jin Minglie is a joke in our Luo Jing country. "

Win him, don't think how good you are.

In the gym, Lin Xia's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't speak.

At this moment, Park Zaimi asked, "Lin Xia, why don't you speak, do you look down on my Luo Jingguo's martial arts?"

After Park Zaimi

finished speaking, the whole person stared at Lin Xia.

A sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Xia had been pretending to be indifferent, and he had to reply at this time.

Because, as long as he doesn't speak.

It means that he really looks down on Luo Jingguo's fighting skills.

In this world, no one dares to look down on Luo Jingguo.

If, he said anything that was dissatisfied with Luo Jingguo.

It's now, it's live.

He will definitely face verbal criticism from the 50 million people of Luo Jingguo.

became a joke all over the world.

It's just that Park Zaimi was wrong.

The object of his inquiry was Lin Xia.

Lin Xia once confronted trolls under the attention of more than 40 million people.

His opponent is tens of millions of invisible sunspots.

Luo Jingguo, more than 50 million people.

It's just a little bit more than last time.

At this moment, there was silence in the gym.

Everyone looked at Lin Xia with extremely nervous expressions.

They are Qingcheng natives.

They are the ones who know Lin Xia best.

At the time of Park Jaemi's words.

They screamed in their hearts that it was bad.