Super Crazy Son-in-Law

Lin Xiao watched the whole battle.

If we talk about the rules and regulations, Zhou Bo uses them very well, with a pull and an eye, a fist with great strength and beautiful movements. He is simply a regular army with a professional background. If he is rated, Lin Xiao can give him the silver warrior level.

But the little blacksmiths are disorganized. On the surface, it's not too much to say they are a mob. The advantage is that they are united and cooperate with each other. Each punch and foot are very purposeful, but the action is ugly but effective.

"First of all, I want to congratulate you, Zhou Bo," Lin Xiao said with a smile, "you finally broke through."

Zhou Bo was stunned. The fine awn in his eyes gradually condensed and said faintly, "thanks to your stimulation."

"Yes!" Lin Xiao said with a smile, "do you think these little guys are playing in a mess?"

"Isn't it?" Zhou Bo raised his eyebrows.

"Chaos is chaos, but it works. Aren't you beaten and have no power to parry?"

Zhou Bo's breath stagnated and his old face was slightly red. "That, that's what I let them."

Lin Xiao shook his head: "even if you go all out, the final result is not much worse. These little blacksmiths not only give full play to their own strength, but also give full play to the essence of street fighting with the help of small groups."

"Street fighting means not following the rules and regulations, trying to convince people, and beating the enemy's shortcomings with their own strengths. The little blacksmiths have very strong physical quality. They don't blush and gasp when they punch. On the contrary, you, a martial god disciple, relax and gasp at last. Isn't that the best explanation?"

Zhou Bo was speechless.

"It's just three people working together. If sixteen of them work together, you may not be opponents."

As soon as Lin Xiao said this, Gao Haijian and others were unconvinced.

"Boss, this is a little exaggerated?"

"Hey, boss, I'm really poor in boxing and foot Kung Fu, but when dealing with these little guys, we'll lose together? Our eight King Kong are not empty." Lang Yan rolled his eyes greatly.

Lin Xiao smiled: "you don't believe it, do you? OK! Let me show them five minutes, and then you can try."

"OK! I don't believe it. If you teach them five minutes, their strength will leap." Lang Yan was excited by Lin Xiao and shouted unconvinced.

Lin Xiao didn't say much either. He went to the center of the field and said to the little blacksmiths, "come here!"

Sixteen people quickly gathered around and wrapped Lin Xiao in the center.

The seven children, led by Lin Xiaoxun, looked fanatical. The others looked excited and nervous, waiting quietly for Lin Xiaoxun's words.

"You guys are like this..." Lin Xiao lowered his voice and told them how to fight.

Five minutes passed quickly.

Sixteen little blacksmiths were skeptical about Lin Xiao's tactics, but qiwa was convinced. As the core of the team, he immediately shouted, "brothers, just beat them according to the boss's method."

"Good!" Everyone roared in unison.

Gao Haijian frowned, took out his itchy ears and said faintly, "what's the use of shouting slogans? See Zhenzhang under your hand."

"These little guys are a little interesting." Lao Zhang clapped the cigarette pot in the palm of his hand and said with a smile.

"Come on, little rabbits!" Lang Yan is eager to rush out to fight.

"All right!" Lin Xiao looked back at Gao Haijian and the other four people. "Come along, you guys. Remember not to hurt your lives. This is just a group battle of the nature of exercise, so far."

In addition to Zhou Bo, Gao Haijian and Lin Xiao have followed Lin Xiao to the north and south. They have fought countless times. They have a tacit understanding with each other. They will keep watch and help each other when they walk.

But today, they obviously don't pay much attention to the battle and go to the battle lazily.

Excited qiwa and other 16 people quickly separated from the formation and faced off with the four people with expectation.

"I'll see how these boys beat us!" Gao Haijian shook his wrist to warm up, and a pair of narrow eyes swept around, as if to guess their intentions.

The blacksmiths stood upright, and then bowed politely under the leadership of qiwa.

Just when the four people received the gift calmly, qiwa suddenly ejected out.

The other four, together with qiwa, quickly bullied him.

Five people work together and aim at Gao Haijian.

Others rushed up in a swarm, and the room was already crowded. It was difficult for so many people to avoid effectively, so they had to choose close combat.

Some big high sea swords were surrounded by four people in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

Gold level soldiers have oppressive power over Silver soldiers, not to mention facing only quasi silver soldiers. Under normal circumstances, there is no comparability at all.

However, at the moment of contact, Gao Haijian found something wrong.

The other party didn't punch or kick at all. It was completely like a rogue playing a rogue and sticking it close to him like a dog skin plaster.

"Huh?"

Qiwa had the greatest strength, knelt down directly, rolled over behind Gao Haijian on the spot, and his strong arms like iron barrels suddenly surrounded his waist.

Gao Haijian responded that he was going to kick his legs, but unexpectedly, the other two blacksmiths recklessly hugged his legs and hung them up like leg pendant.

Bang bang!

Gao Haijian had no choice but to fight with his fist. In order to get rid of this situation, he hit two blacksmiths on the back respectively.

The two blacksmiths who pressed their heads on the corners of their thighs not only wrapped their arms around it, but also entangled their legs like the roots of an old tree, completely imprisoning Gao Haijian's legs.

Another two little blacksmiths jumped directly on their brothers' shoulders like monkeys and controlled Gao Haijian's arms. The six people almost formed a whole and fell to the ground like a rolling gourd.

Lang Yan is the most miserable. His advantage is speed and sabre technique. In terms of close body strength, he may not be better than a small blacksmith. He is firmly controlled on the ground by three small blacksmiths.

As for Lao Zhang and Zhou Bo, the situation is similar. They seem to be stuck to their bodies by many plasters and firmly crushed to the ground.

In just two minutes, the battle was over.

"I don't accept it! They sneak attack!" Langyan's face was pressed by a little blacksmith's ass and shouted vaguely.

"You disagree?" Lin Xiao walked over with a smile, "who is being pressed under someone's ass now?"

"Lying trough!" Lang Yan's face was green. "Hasn't this boy washed his underpants for days?"

Lin Xiao waved his big hand: "all right! Get up."

WOW!

The little blacksmiths jumped up excitedly and quickly lined up in a neat team, their heads high, waiting for Lin Xiao's instructions.

They have just defeated the master they usually need to look up to.

It can be said that none of them can pass even one move under the four people.

However, under the guidance of Lin Xiao, the United forces exerted incredible combat effectiveness.

Although the four people can't kill and give full play to their real strength, the final result shows that this combat method is very effective.

The four were unconvinced.

If it had not been for the little blacksmiths' sneak attack just now, they would not have been in a hurry.

If you can be more serious, you won't be bullied by them.

If they use all their strength, they will certainly beat the little blacksmith and run away.

Unfortunately, things don't have if. They lose. It's ugly.

"Are you unconvinced? Do you want to know the reason?"

Lin Xiao smiled, as if he was very happy to see his brothers eat flat.