The legend of the strongest special forces

Chapter 360 There Are No Sick Men in East Asia

Among the crowd, a man in his 40s fell to the ground with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and his chest heaving rapidly.

Shirtless, he tried hard to stand up on the ground, but the pain in his abdomen made him unable to move for a while.

There was a pained expression on his thin face, but his eyes were full of anger at the two blond men standing opposite him.

Obviously, it was the two burly, muscular guys on the opposite side who injured him.

"Dad, are you alright!"

A little girl in her teens knelt on the ground, held the man's hand, and cried with tears in her eyes.

She was wearing a floral dress, with two ponytails, crying with tears.

It's just that the man's chest seemed to be pressed by a stone at this moment, and he tried his best to suppress it and didn't want to spurt blood.

The painful expression made the little girl cry even more heartbreakingly. She had never seen her father like this before.

The crying sound was moving, but Ling Tian also saw the paper shell standing on the side, which was regarded as a signboard.

50 yuan for a punch!

When he saw this sign, Ling Tian also gave some words about understanding the whole story and discussing with the group of people outside.

Obviously, this strong and strong man is here to perform art, which is also an ancient occupation that has been left over from before.

Some people show off their skills to ask for rewards, and some people buy some herbal prescriptions while they are doing it, and this one obviously has learned foreign skills such as training muscles, bones and skin, so they do it like this.

If this is the case, let alone being injured, even if you are beaten to death, it is no different. After all, this is what you eat, so you can’t blame anyone if you are not good at learning.

Even Ling Tian couldn't understand the arrogance of the two foreigners standing there, but he didn't speak.

"Hey, hey, get up quickly, here is 500 yuan, and there are still nine punches left!"

Among the crowd, suddenly a male duck shouted loudly, and the pure Mandarin made Ling Tian look in the direction of the voice.

It was a Chinese who spoke, and a skinny monkey with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks stood behind the two tall and burly foreigners.

Arching his waist with a smirk on his face, he said to the man lying on the ground, and still winked at the two foreigners between his brows.

This feeling is like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy from its owner, but at the same time not forgetting that the dog is barking at outsiders.

With such a metaphor, I really feel sorry for the dog. After all, a dog is loyal to its owner, so he can only be regarded as a vicious dog.

"Third Master, I'm not as skilled as others, I can't accept this money!"

The man lying on the ground endured the pain, patted the girl kneeling beside him, and shook his head as he signaled that he was fine.

It was only one punch from the ten punches, and he had already been beaten like this. If he continued to hit him, he would definitely die.

Looking at the five hundred dollars on the ground, although he really wanted to earn this money, his body couldn't take it anymore.

"Hey, I said Old Six, you were full of confidence when you took the money, and you should make the grandpas feel good after receiving the money. Now if you want to refund the money, there is no way!"

The thin-skinned monkey known as the third master looked smug, turned around and walked around the two foreigners, and stood in front of the sixth child.

"Third Master, we all agreed to follow the rules. If I'm not lucky, he will do it. This is a broken rule. I think I'm unlucky and I can't refund the money!"

The sixth child who was lying on the ground was in a state of suffering, and this extra kung fu meant training his muscles, bones and skin while restraining himself.

When he just collected the money, he also made it very clear that when he was lucky, he would hit his chest and abdomen casually.

But just when he was about to raise his energy, the other party unexpectedly took advantage of his unpreparedness and punched him on the lower abdomen, which is the dantian of a martial arts practitioner. Unprepared, he fell to the ground like this.

"What rules are there? Grandpas will do it after taking the money. Who cares what you want to do. Come on, stand up and let the grandpas continue to enjoy themselves!"

While the thin-skinned monkey was speaking, he was about to reach out to grab the sixth child, but at this moment, the crying little girl rushed forward.

"Don't hit my dad, don't hit my dad!"

She was so thin that she couldn't break the skinny monkey's hand at all. In desperation, she opened her mouth and bit the skinny monkey hard.

"oops!"

The skinny monkey who was bitten so painfully raised his hand and threw the thin girl out.

"Little girl, you stinky beggar, dare to fight with me, believe it or not, I sold you!"

The skinny monkey roared angrily, but just as he was about to reach out to hit the little girl who fell on the ground, Lao Liu hugged his leg.

"Third Master! Third Master! Children are ignorant. Don't be as knowledgeable as her. If you say what's wrong with this, let's solve it!"

His abdomen hurts, and he can't protect the girl. He knows the character of this Popi Housan even more, and he is prepared to bring someone here this time.

"This matter is easy to solve. If you make the two masters unhappy, then spend some money to make the two masters happy. We are all Chinese, and I will help you out!"

Hou San had a grin on his face, he didn't accept just refunding the money, the sixth child had practiced martial arts on his own, and even fought against him without paying the protection fee.

This time, looking for someone to take revenge, firstly, to show everyone what he is capable of, and secondly, to regain his position.

"Third Lord, what kind of money do I, a poor man who plays tricks, have? Otherwise, I wouldn't be doing this business!"

The internal injury is serious, and I'm afraid he won't be able to move if he doesn't lie down for a few days. The sixth child is sweating coldly from the pain, but there is nothing he can do.

"No money? That's okay, leave this little beggar to me, and I can still give you money every month. You don't have to suffer, and she can still enjoy the blessings. Isn't that great!"

Skinny Monkey looked at the little girl on the side. Everyone here knew that she was a homeless person, and she was taken in by Lao Liu as his daughter.

A few years later, she was thirteen or fourteen, her body had begun to mature, and her face was not bad. If she did some flesh and blood business, it would definitely be a cash cow.

"Third Master, Third Master, you don't care about villains, I only have this little money on me, so please let us go!"

Hearing this, Lao Liu felt like being shocked by an electric shock, reached into his pocket, took out a handful of broken money and stuffed it to Hou San.

"Just this little money? It's too little. The two grandpas may not like it!"

Hou San looked at the change and said reluctantly, but the two foreigners standing there obviously lost their patience.

"The Sick Man of East Asia!"

After spitting out a mouthful of phlegm, the two of them laughed loudly, and the four words immediately made the faces of the onlookers feel hot.

But everyone here knows that Hou San recently joined the Pixiu Gang, and these two guys should be the thugs hired by the Pixiu Gang.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd, and Ling Tian, ​​who couldn't bear it anymore, stepped out of the crowd, looking at the two guys opposite with his eyes full of anger.

(End of this chapter)