Urban Young Fairy

Meng Zhaolin snorted and his face was angry.

Lin also said that this is the abacus he just had in his heart.

Ten minutes of continuous victory, it seems easy to play, but in fact consumption is not small.

He is now taking the time to restore the strength of the body.

As for the words that Hu Yuanyang just stood up, Meng Zhaolin also understood that Hu Yuanyang’s purpose was to kill the powerful momentum of his winning streak.

Both of them have their own thoughts.

But now, it is said by Lin Yi.

Meng Zhaolin was amazed at the bottom of his heart. The face of Hu Yuanyang over there also changed a bit.

Leizhou has not dared to speak anymore.

He felt that the surrounding atmosphere had become so fast that he was at this moment, it was difficult to see the teenager who was still sitting there. What kind of person was it.

Can't see through.

But it seems very dangerous.

There was an instant in Leizhou, and it was inexplicable to want to leave this place quickly.

His breathing has become a little short, and his heart is still comforting himself. At least Hu Yuanyang and Meng Zhaolin are two real masters, but they are all opposites of this kid.

"It’s so loud, I think you have enough rest."

Lin also looked at Meng Zhaolin and smiled lightly.

The figure of the teenager finally got up from the seat and slowly got up.

Gong Yi’s right hand is a sling of Lin Yi’s clothes and wants to stop him from going to the ring.

Suddenly she felt a soft force in her palm, and she would hold the palm of her hand and gently open it.

The horns broke free of the palms.

Gong Yi opened his mouth and entered the eye. It was a younger and taller figure.

Huang Jiaoer’s pretty face changed a bit, and he slammed his fists and looked at the back of the teenager who had stood up straight, and there was a feeling of incomprehensibility in his heart.

Hu Yuanyang frowned, seeing Lin, who was in front of him, got up, stepped down and stepped over the ladder step by step, heading toward the boxing ring.

"Go."

Passing by Hu Yuanyang.

The faint voice of the young man is full of irresistible sense of majesty.

Leizhou was pale, and the second generation of those who stood a little closer to him stood at the moment when Lin also passed by, and the body shivered involuntarily.

They have no control, and they have a sense of impulsiveness.

This feeling, for no reason, and so fast, like a layer of waves, slap on them.

"You kid!"

Hu Yuanyang’s face sank, carrying his hands behind him and clenching his fists.

He looked at the front along the ladder all the way down, Lin Yi, who was heading for the boxing ring, could not wait for a punch.

However, Hu Yuanyang still tried to restrain the killing of the bottom of his heart.

At this time, you can't make extra money.

"First kill the Meng Zhaolin above the boxing ring, and come back to pick you up later!"

Hu Yuanyang's face was gloomy, cold and cold, striding down and walking behind Lin Yi.

His steps are as strong as the wind.

This scene, falling in the eyes of others, this Hu Yuanyang's appearance immediately behind Lin Yi, made him like a follower.

The people in front of them have given up a word.

The bangs in front of Lin Yi’s forehead rose gently with the wind.

At this moment, the focus of the audience fell on Lin Yi’s body.

In the distantness of the guardrail, even if she is unwilling to admit it, she has to admit that the distant teenager from the top to the bottom has an indescribable charm.

Calm, calm.

Not a burly body, it seems to imply a huge suffix that cannot be ignored.

The eyebrows of the eyebrows were wrinkled, the small hands of the fists, the nails embedded in the flesh, and they were still undecided.

at last.

The ladder that extends from the stands to the bottom is still at the end.

Lin also stepped down the ladder, step by step, and walked to the position in front of the boxing ring.

He looked up.

At the entrance, it is the iron prison formed by dozens of steel columns on all sides.

Close to the distance, Lin also took a clear look at the blood on each steel column.

There are a few steel columns that still have some small signs of distortion, which is caused by massive bombardment.

"Do you dare to come?"

The height of the boxing bulge is about two meters from the ground.

Meng Zhaolin, standing in the iron prison, stared down at the bottom of Lin Yi, and his mouth showed a smeared smile.

Between his flash of light, he grasped with one hand and grabbed a long stick that had been condensed with strength. He waved to Lin without warning.

The long stick that the temperament of the temperament contains a particularly overbearing force.

As others have seen, the long sticks have broken through.

In the next second, a loud bang, squatting on the steel pillars in front of Lin Yizheng.

The steel column was shaken by the shackles, and even the ground around the boxing ring was filled with swaying sounds.

But after a while, the steel column was still standing firmly in the same place, and there was no sign of being blown open.

At the moment when the long stick touched the steel column, it suddenly broke out, and the strength did not break out from the wall formed by the steel column.

However, it was caused by a gust of wind during the period, and the cold and cold fluttered on Lin’s face.

Lin just looked at it and was unmoved.

Behind him, Hu Yuanyang’s brow was picking up, and the words were full of coldness: “The steel column around this boxing ring of Qihemen, but it can withstand the full blow of a piece of King Kong.”

"When you just walked down, is it that you have expected this?"

From the stand to the road here, Hu Yuanyang has been thinking about it and thinking about what Lin has just done.

I thought about what this kid had to say and dare to walk to the boxing ring.

He didn't want to understand.

It was not until Hu Yuanyang saw Lin standing in the downfall, calmly looking up at Meng Zhaolin, looking at the long stick formed by the condensed strength in his hand, and squatting on the steel column in front of him, still unmoved.

At this moment, Yu Yuanguang of Hu Yuanyang saw an elevator that was less than three hundred meters away from the boxing ring.

That is the way to get out of here.

Hu Yuanyang’s heart of doubts suddenly became enlightened.

"I am planning to squat with me and fight on the boxing ring. When you can't get away from it, you just rushed to the elevator from there, and then left here?"

"It’s a pretty good idea, but I don’t hesitate to abandon the two women who are sitting with you. Hey, boy, you still have a little thought.”

Hu Yuanyang’s voice is not loud.

Only Meng Zhaolin above the boxing ring and Lin under the boxing ring can only hear it.

The special steel column can withstand the steel column of a full-strength single diamond.

The most important thing besides the material of the steel column itself is that the steel wall formed by the entire box steel column can disperse the force to the surrounding area.

This is also the moment when Meng Zhaolin’s long stick broke out, which caused the reason for the shaking around the ground.

"You don't even think about this, I promise to hold you down before you want to escape!"

Hu Yuanyang smiled and said: "If I don't mind, I can consider it."

"Before I enter the boxing fight, break your leg first?"

"how do you feel?"

Hu Yuanyang's dawn flashes ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Meng Zhaolin's mouth is rising next to him, but he is not in a hurry, just looking down at Lin Yi, wanting to admire the wonderful look that may appear on his face.

But what disappoints Meng Zhaolin is that the guy in front of him still has no fear of showing a little bit on his face!

He seems to have heard the words of Hu Yuanyang.

Even in a slightly indifferent tone, open your mouth.

"Can only resist the full force of a single King Kong?"

"That's not a problem, this thing seems too useless."

Lin also sighed.

He moved again and slowly walked forward!

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