special forces city

Chapter 7 Defeating the Enemy

"Hmph!" With a muffled snort, Wang Bin's raised fist stopped in mid-air.His face was distorted due to pain, his face turned pale instantly, thin cold sweat oozes from his forehead.He didn't even have time to rush towards Lin Xiayang.

On the other side, just as the table fell to the ground, Feng Xiaofei also didn't have time to rush over.Just the moment the table fell to the ground, she already knew how superfluous her thoughts of saving people were.

Lin Xiayang's fist hit Wang Bin's abdomen, and the latter's face was ashes, and he fell to the ground slowly, moaning in pain while clutching his stomach.

No one saw when Lin Xiayang rushed over and when he punched.

"Boss!" Seeing the boss fell to the ground, the three younger brothers rushed towards Lin Xiayang.

Pop, snap, snap, three times.

The three younger brothers fell to the ground and groaned in pain just like their eldest brother.Feng Xiaofei finally saw Lin Xiayang make a move, and only used one move.Sweeping legs with one move, sweeping three people in a row.

Once you defeat the enemy, you will be clean and tidy!

Lin Xiayang picked up the hat on the ground, patted the dust on it, and said to Wang Bin: "I told you a long time ago, take your dirty hands off my hat, but you didn't listen. Oh, why bother?" .”

With that said, Lin Xiayang shook his head, opened the car door of the single room, and walked out.

The three people in the room who were completely and completely stupid were left behind.

Soon, several male flight attendants rushed over and escorted Wang Bin and others who had no tickets.

At eight o'clock the next morning, there was still an hour before the train arrived at Lucheng Longshan Station.

According to the flight attendant, Wang Bin had been sent off the bus a few stops earlier because of fare evasion and trouble, so Feng Xiaofei and the others don't have to worry that Wang Bin will come back to trouble them for the time being.

It's just that Feng Xiaofei is interested in Lin Xiayang's skills.

She is a sports student, so her physique is naturally no worse than Li Xiang's.And it's not without reason that she got to know Wang Bin.Fighting, from junior high school to high school, I don't know how many times I fought.

But she didn't see how Lin Xiayang knocked down Wang Bin and others, which undoubtedly made her very curious.

"Lin Xiayang, I want to give you a new look. I didn't see it, but you are a master." Feng Xiaofei, wearing blue-dotted pajamas, jumped off the upper bunk and said to Lin Xiayang.

The loose pajamas did not conceal Feng Xiaofei's proud figure at all, but made her proud twin peaks even taller.

Through the pajamas, Lin Xiayang could even vaguely see the shape and color of Feng Xiaofei's underwear.

Damn it, last night Lin Xiayang suffered from insomnia because Feng Xiaofei and Zhao Xiner went to bed in their pajamas after they came back from the bathroom.

"That..." After a while of embarrassment, Lin Xiayang began to say something that was not modest at all: "A master, I don't know if it counts. But my alcoholic master said three years ago that my skills are absolutely unmatched in China. It is one of the best, if you participate in a boxing match or something, it is absolutely easy to win the championship."

Listening to Lin Xiayang's modest words, Feng Xiaofei didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and asked again: "By the way, speaking of your dad, what kind of person is he, it can't be that he's really an alcoholic, right?"

Lin Xiayang thought for a while and said: "He is a rather stinky person, but his kung fu is only a little worse than mine. He once said that no one in the world can match him in terms of inner martial arts. It is said that 30 years ago, He once fought against the heads of the seven sects of Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kunlun, Qingcheng, Kongtong, and Huashan alone. After fighting for seven days and nights, he returned with a big victory. You and other boxers came to China to make a fuss, and they were defeated by him one by one, and returned to their own country in despair. Ten years ago, after meeting a difficult opponent, the only thing to do was to drink to relieve their worries. I met me seven years ago and was defeated by me four years ago , because he was not convinced, he threw me alone in the Sahara Desert..."

Hearing Lin Xiayang's chatter, Feng Xiaofei's mouth couldn't help twitching.The seven martial arts sects, boxing champion Ali?It does not make sense!The age doesn't match up at all.It seems that Lin Xiayang is bragging again.

But Feng Xiaofei finally knew how Lin Xiayang's bragging skills came about.It seems that like father, like son.

"Puchi" a delicate laugh came from Zhao Xiner's bed, and she also woke up.However, being shy, she naturally didn't dare to hang out in front of a strange boy in sexy pajamas like Feng Xiaofei.

Not only Zhao Xiner, but Li Xiang also got up.He just thought that he was embarrassed yesterday, but Lin Xiayang had a good time, so he didn't want to talk to Lin Xiayang.

"By the way, as I said before, I will pay you ten times the price of your meal before getting off the car. I'm about to get off the car, so I'll pay you back now."

As Lin Xiayang said, he took out a fashionable leather wallet from his pocket, grabbed a handful of hundred-yuan bills from it, and stuffed them into Feng Xiaofei's hand without counting how many there were.

Feng Xiaofei and the others were dumbfounded. When that kid had dinner last night, didn't he only have one one-yuan coin, one fifty-cent coin, and four ten-cent coins in his pocket?Why did you suddenly become a rich young man today?

Lin Xiayang ignored the doubtful gazes of everyone present, and took out another stack of hundred-yuan bills and put them in his pocket.He looked through the wallet again, took out a gold chain, looked at it, and handed it to Feng Xiaofei as well.

Then he took out a few bank cards from his wallet and threw them into the trash can next to him, muttering, "What, they're all useless things."

In the end, maybe it was too troublesome, so I threw the whole wallet into the trash can.

Li Xiang looked at the familiar face on an ID card in the trash can, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but jump up.

Damn, when this kid picked up his hat yesterday, he took Wang Bin's wallet away by hand.

At this moment, the announcement of the train suddenly sounded, and it turned out that the train had arrived at the station.

"Okay, that's it. We owe each other nothing, goodbye."

Lin Xiayang stood up, grabbed the backpack on the bed, and turned to leave in a cool manner.

"Boom...", a stone fell out of Lin Xiayang's backpack and just bounced to Zhao Xiner's bedside.

Zhao Xiner picked up the stone and quickly called Lin Xiayang to stop: "You lost your things."

Lin Xiayang still didn't look back: "Give it to you, this is the only stone I picked up from the Sahara Desert, but it just fits your beautiful temperament, so keep it well."

With that said, Lin Xiayang's people had already left.The only evidence proving that he once lived in this single room is probably the French erotic magazine left beside the bed.

(End of this chapter)