Villain: Without Morality, You Will Not Be Kidnapped!

For people who are not equal in strength, Qi Lin will never talk nonsense.

He just watched Gao Qing rush in front of him, and was hugged tightly by two normal men's thigh-thick arms.

"Silly boy, are you scared by my size? You don't even know how to hide."

"Don't worry, it's just for you, I won't let you go too painful."

Gao Qing grinned and was about to give Qi Lin a hug and break him into two pieces.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The audience under the stage howled with bloodthirsty, apparently knowing Gao Qing's signature move and letting him deal with Qi Lin directly.

Gao Qing's wildness was also inspired by the cheers of the audience.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, he was ready to let Qi Lin rise from the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yanmei's eyes turned red, and she almost couldn't help crying on the spot.

"Um?"

But in the next second, Gao Qing's expression changed.

No matter how much effort he exerts, this little white face who looks stupid, actually stands still, like the deep roots of an old tree, standing there securely.

But how is this possible?

He is a well-known power player among these fighters.

Not to mention Qi Lin, even if Qi Lin is twice his size, he can easily carry it.

Qi Lin didn't do anything, he just wanted to try out how powerful the fighting kings of the provinces were.

Seeing Gao Qing who tried his best, but still couldn't move himself, Qi Lin shook his head in disappointment.

"I thought you so-called martial arts masters were so powerful, but it turned out that they were nothing more than sacks of wine."

After saying this, Qi Lin raised one arm, his elbow was facing Gao Qing, who had already lowered his waist and his back was facing him.

"boom!"

In the eyes of all the audience, Gao Qing spread his limbs like a cannonball and slammed into the arena ground.

The impact of that moment even made the audience feel the vibration of the ground.

"puff"

Gao Qing spat out a mouthful of blood under Qi Lin's mediocre elbow, as if his internal organs were displaced.

"The strength is average, but the defense is good."

Seeing that Gao Qing was still alive, Qi Lin snorted twice.

"However, that's all."

In the next second, Qi Lin's right leg slowly lifted, and his heel was aimed at Gao Qing's back.

"boom!"

Another deafening muffled sound.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound of bones shattering.

Qi Lin's foot actually broke Gao Qing's spine and directly crushed his internal organs.

Countless blood flowed slowly from Gao Qing's seven orifices, his eyes widened in an instant, and his eyeballs seemed to burst out.

This is also Gao Qing's final swan song.

Before Qi Lin could be retracted by his feet, Gao Qing's head smashed heavily on the floor of the arena, his eyes wide open, unable to rest his eyes.

He provoked Qi Lin before the game, saying that he would smash Qi Lin into two halves. In the end, he fractured his spine and died in Qi Lin's hands.

Maybe this is the so-called prophecy right, but people are wrong.

"Wow!"

Seeing this scene, the audience who were all shocked just now was in an uproar at the moment.

They could never have imagined that a little-known young man of eighteen or nineteen years old could seriously injure the tiger Gao Qing with just one elbow.

One more smash, and Gao Qing, the fierce tiger, died on the spot.

These audiences have watched countless games here.

Except for Zhou Pojun who has such strength, they have never seen a second such person.

Moreover, Zhou Pojun never killed anyone, but only severely injured the opposite side.

Far from being cold-blooded and vicious from Qi Lin.

Oh shit!

Look away!

This kid is definitely the biggest dark horse today!

Seeing Qi Lin crushing the tiger Gao Qing to death, Yan Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, she suddenly felt a sense of security in her heart.

Her little boyfriend is so powerful, what woman can be unhappy in her heart?

As for killing Gao Qing

Yan Yan already knew the rules of this arena.

The other party wanted to kill his little boyfriend, how could Yan Yan be flooded with the heart of the Virgin and blame Qi Lin.

"It's best to kill this big guy. Who let him bully Qi Lin."

Yan Yan pouted and said in his heart.

If Qi Lin was by Yan Yan's side at this time, he would definitely give her a French kiss.

Such a young woman who protects her husband is worthy of the villain of his destiny.

Different from Yan Yan's attitude.

Seeing Qi Lin kill a master with two strokes.

Qian Xiang's face turned green.

"Wait, is this kid so powerful ¨~?"

"According to this kind of strength, I have a fight with Zhou Pojun. If you don't know how to gamble, this kid really won. I want to pay him 10 million, right?"

The next game will not be explained in detail.

It seems that he poured out all the anger that he couldn't vent in the light.

No matter what taekwondo master.

Still a 9-dan black belt in judo.

Or a Sanda champion.

Free Fighting King.

Army grapplers.

As long as you meet Qi Lin, you will be greeted with an attack that destroys Gu Laxiu.

Qi Lin also sees people's strengths.

Qi Lin didn't kill himself, Qi Lin just hit the other side hard.

Once he wanted to kill himself, Qi Lin slapped the opponent's brain like a watermelon.

With a roundhouse kick, he directly kicked the opponent to the middle, and even if he was rescued, he would be disabled for life.

No matter how strong the opponent is, in the end, in Qi Lin's hands, he will never survive three moves.

Half an hour passed, and the entire arena was silent.

Qi Lin's game record is 16 wins, seven deaths and nine serious injuries.

And this game has also become the most tragic feast in the history of this underground fighting field.

The whole audience was frightened by Qi Lin's ruthlessness.

What kind of stunned little white face is this!

This is clearly a cold-blooded and ruthless bloodthirsty killer, the strongest weapon in the world!

The host was also shocked by the bloody aura on Qi Lin's body.

But fortunately, he did not forget his own work.

"Kill and Kill God successfully defeated all the opponents in the knockout round. Next, he will face the champion of our last Huazhong Fighting King, the undefeated God of War Zhou Pojun."

"Next, let's welcome Zhou Pojun, the undefeated God of War."

Although Qi Lin has shown invincible strength.

But Zhou Pojun's aura of invincibility was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that the host's voice just fell.

There was thunderous cheers from below.

"oh oh!"

"Zhou Pojun is invincible!"

"Damn, if you kill this kid, the labor and capital will overwhelm you to win. If this kid wins, the labor and capital will go bankrupt!"

"Fuck! Zhou Pojun, you are Laozi's idol, don't let Laozi down this time."

Many gambling dogs have realized that things are not good, and desperately cheered Zhou Pojun.

It was in Qi Lin's interested eyes.

A young man with a height of 1.8 meters, with a shaved head, a cloak, and a cold eye stepped onto the stage and stood opposite him.

"Interesting, the fighting masters in front of me didn't even feel a hint of threat. Only this Zhou Pojun exudes a tiger-like aura, which opened my five senses and improved my sensitivity."

"His strength is definitely above Rose!"

Qi Lin decided in his heart.

"I watched your game, and I can do what you did."

Zhou Pojun and Qi Lin looked at each other and said slowly.

"and then?"

Qi Lin's tone was lazy.

"We are all just ants in the hands of those rich people. There is no need to lose our lives for them. We will stop at this game."

Zhou Pojun said lightly.

He also thought that Qi Lin was also a master martial artist recruited by the Eighth Master.

"But the problem is, in my eyes, you are just stacks of banknotes. Only by killing you can I make a lot of money."

"So in this game~ it's not only high, but also life and death!"

Qi Lin showed a playful look.

In his previous life, he also watched the movie "One Man's Martial Arts".

Every man may have imagined that with Feng Yuxiu's invincible killing skills, he can walk outside the law and be at ease.

Qi Lin never thought that one day he would also reach this state.

Now his duel with Zhou Pojun seems to be a fateful duel between Feng Yuxiu and Jia Zidan.

It's a pity that Qi Lin's strength is far more than Feng Yuxiu's, and Zhou Pojun is not Jia Zidan, let alone the protagonist of this world. With the aura of the protagonist, he is destined to become a stepping stone on the road of Qi Lin's villain.

"Since you are obsessed, don't blame me for being merciless."

Hearing Qi Lin's arrogant words, Zhou Pojun's eyes changed and he became bloodthirsty.

He can feel that Qi Lin's strength is not weaker than him. In this case, only by showing 100% of his strength can he become the final winner.

A much-anticipated bloodthirsty fight began amidst the cheers and howls of the audience.

"boom!"

The two looked at each other.

In the next second, the two figures collided with thunder.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Different from the previous one-sided battles, this time, the two of them punched each other, punching to the flesh, just like the fun and dripping fighting scenes in the movie, which stimulated the audience's hormones crazily.

The sound of slamming a punch.

An afterimage-like evasion action.

The sour sound of the bone squeezing when blocking.

This is simply a visual feast.

"Zhou Pojun, kill this kid!"

"Haha! I just blew that this kid can't be stronger than Zhou Pojun!"

"Zhou Pojun is invincible, smash this kid's head!"

The audience shouted hoarsely, hoping that Zhou Pojun would kill Qi Lin and keep their bets.

But Zhou Pojun knew that he was suffering.

After fighting with Qi Lin, he realized how terrifying Qi Lin was.

The fist to the flesh sounds cool to hear, but after winning a few tricks from Qi Lin, Zhou Pojun immediately felt a surge of energy and blood. If he hadn't tried his best to suppress it, I'm afraid the audience would be able to see the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth.

The same strong bones, when fighting with Qi Lin's fists, he felt his arms and fists numb, as if they didn't belong to him.

On the other hand, look at Qi Lin.

Although his offensive was equally fierce, he almost did everything he could, and even brought out his killing skills.

This kid is still like a walk in the garden, he is easy to do, and he looks at himself with lazy eyes.

It seems that this is not a fight, but amusing myself.

"You dare to be distracted in a life-and-death fight. I think you have become the king of fighting, and you are really floating."

Seeing that Zhou Pojun was staring at him, Qi Lin grinned.

Hearing Qi Lin's words, Zhou Pojun was slightly taken aback.

"boom!"

"Om~"

And in the next second, Qi Lin's fist reached Zhou Pojun's temple unpredictably.

The moment he was hit, Zhou Pojun felt that the whole world was quiet.

He couldn't hear the cheers of the audience, nor the howls.

In both ears, only the harsh echoes were wandering back and forth.

At the same time, he felt a little dizzy.

Taking two steps back, Zhou Pojun shook his head, trying to wake himself up.

"Warm? What's wrong with my ears and nose?"

He felt as if something was leaking out.

He touched his ears and nose, then put his fingers in front of his eyes.

Under Qi Lin's punch, he actually began to bleed from his nose and mouth.

Zhou Pojun was hit in the temple by Qi Lin, but he was actually abolished.

As long as Qi Lin gave him another elbow, Zhou Pojun might never see the sun tomorrow.

"¨~ Kneel down, as long as you kneel, I will spare your life."

Qi Lin's faint voice came from Zhou Pojun's ear.

Hearing Qi Lin's words, Zhou Pojun grinned: "I, Zhou Pojun, knelt down on my knees to kneel down to my parents, but I won't kneel to anyone else."

"boom!"

"puff!"

As soon as Zhou Pojun finished speaking, he took another kick from Qi Lin.

The body whirled into the air, and then hit the ground hard.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Half of his face was even more swollen.

"Kneel or not kneel?"

Qi Lin's faint voice came again.

Zhou Pojun struggled to get up from the ground and squeezed out an extremely ugly smile: "You kill me, the winner is the king, this is the dignity of my empress."

Zhou Pojun was still unwilling to kneel to Qi Lin.

Seeing this scene, Qi Lin shook his head.

Then, under the terrified eyes of all the audience, a side spin kick hit Zhou Pojun's chest.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Zhou Pojun flew up!

He flew out of the ring, flew out of the audience stage, and finally slammed into the aisle heavily, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

This scene made the results of this time in the Central China Fighting Kings match already obvious.

The host rushed over excitedly and raised Qi Lin's hand high: "I announce that the final winner of this time in the Central China Underground Fighting King Competition is the Bloodthirsty God of Death!"

Qi Lin was reluctant to say his name, so the host took the bloodthirsty killing god as his code name.

"Grass mud horse! Garbage Zhou Pojun! What kind of undefeated God of War, can't even beat a hairy boy, go to hell!"

"Damn, where did this kid come from? Laozi was all-in on Zhou Pojun, and he lost his pants this time."

"Bah! From now on, Laozi won't be crushing anyone any more. This garbage dealer can get a more powerful pervert every time."

The audience below did not applaud because of Qi Lin's victory.

However, this is also in line with the characteristics of gambling dogs. Qi Lin made them lose even their panties. It's strange to be happy.

Inside the glass viewing platform on the second floor, the Eighth Master happily stood up from his chair.

"Bloodthirsty and killing God is good! This time, I directly took out the pump of the previous year, 600 million! And let these gambling dogs have nothing to say."

Speaking of this, Ba Ye's eyes suddenly flashed a gleam of light: "Do you really want to share this kid's 300 million pump? Do you want to do him directly?"

In the underground fighting arena, there are more than 50 bodyguards, and they are equipped with a dozen guns.

But immediately, the eighth master shook his head again: "Forget it, this kid obviously didn't even use his full strength just now, he's not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if he annoys him and catches me, don't say 3 100,000,000, it is estimated that even life is lost."

The eighth master has been in the arena for many years and has a very sensitive perception of danger. This time, his cleverness saved his life again.

the other side.

Qian Xiang's heart skipped a beat when he saw that Qi Lin had dealt with Zhou Pojun.

"Grass Mud Horse, this time it's a big loss. Zhou Pojun who bet 2 million won, and he bet 10,000 with this kid. If you really want to fulfill the agreement, it is estimated that you can only sell the stock in your hand."

"Anyway, this kid doesn't know me either. Before he comes back now, let's slip away and talk about it."

Qian Xiang rolled his eyes and got up secretly.

"Qian Xiang, where do you want to go?"

"As long as I call Qi Lin now, you may be smashed into two pieces."

Behind Qian Xiang, Yan Yan's faint voice came.

"Um~"

Qian Xiang's face froze, imagining the scene of Qi Lin killing each other just now, his whole body started to tremble with fright.

Almost crying, he turned around and said, "I, I just want to go to the toilet, I don't mean to run."

"Before Qi Lin came back, he had to pee in his pants, did you hear that?"

Yan Yan said expressionlessly.

"understood."

Qian Xiang shrank his neck and could only sit in place obediently.

Inside the glass viewing platform.

Qi Lin carried Zhou Pojun and came to the eighth master.

He threw a bank card in front of the eighth master: "transfer the money."

Looking at the bank card on the table, Ba Ye gave a wry smile.

This kid is so direct, he doesn't even bother to say a word of politeness, he just asks for money.