The City's Invincible Soldier King

"Pfft …"

The burly man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, his eyes turned black and he fainted.

The unconscious burly man tumbled down from the Rolls Royce, landing heavily on the ground with a dull thud.

To this guy, Long Lin used force, but to others, Long Lin used skillfully.

Although the ten security guards had been knocked into a mess, they did not receive any substantial damage.

When Long Lin was facing the muscular man, everyone had already stood up and left the car.

They had thought that being able to beat up seven or eight of their Security Captain would at least help them regain some face. Who would have thought that in front of this seemingly thin and gentle man, even the Security Captain would be so weak.

The crowd fell into a deathly silence.

Other than the eleven luxury car screaming, they could not hear anything else.

"Tell your boss to come out." Long Lin slowly swept his eyes across the crowd and said with a cold smile, "This matter, you guys are at odds. Also, tell your boss to hurry up, from now on, limit the count to three minutes.

Other than the two men in suits that the burly man brought along, the twelve of them looked at each other, and then the crowd scattered like a flock of birds.

Long Lin suddenly put down the mint, and increased his speed to the maximum.

The afterimages wandered around while the soccer ball continued to fly up.

Not a single one of the twelve people escaped was spared. They were all kicked flying mercilessly by Long Lin in an extremely short period of time, and then smashed onto the windscreen s of the twelve luxury car s.

In there, Long Lin dared to do whatever he wanted, because all of the cameras in the car park had been turned off, and even the power supply lights were turned off.

As for what everyone was pointing at, it was meaningless.

Who would believe that a thin and gentle young man could send so many strong and sturdy men flying with a single kick?

Do you think you can make a wuxia film?

Even if the boss of the palm tree had a powerful backing, the officials would not dare to make such a ridiculous judgement, even if it was the truth.

Especially after he made the matter bigger.

With this mute loss, the palm tree boss would definitely be at a loss.

"Get the hell over here." Long Lin found a windscreen but he did not receive any damage from it as he coldly spoke.

Although the twelve of them were unwilling, they couldn't do anything about this thin and weak young man. He was simply too terrifying, not allowing them to resist at all.

Under Long Lin's ice-cold gaze, the twelve of them slowly walked to the area he was at.

"Congratulations for successfully wasting four minutes." Long Lin took out the old Nokia, glanced at it, then pointed at a man in a suit and said coldly, "There's still one more minute."

The suited man immediately ran away as if he was granted amnesty.

"Stand still for laozi, don't let laozi attack you."

This group of security guards were all well-trained professional security guards, but after hearing Long Lin's order, they all stood in a row instinctively, as if they were all second year veterans who were prepared to accept the class monitor's inspection.

Long Lin looked at his phone and laughed, "Time is up."

Before he finished speaking, Long Lin had turned into a shadow once again.

With a kick, he flew away.

"Bam."

The muffled sound and the luxury car's screams rang out again.

Under everyone's helpless gaze, the big guy who was standing at the head of the platoon leader was kicked away by Long Lin. He smashed into the head of a Ferrari car, smashing the windscreen until it was covered with spider web cracks.

"Return."

As soon as the first soldier landed on the ground, Long Lin shouted coldly.

The man who was sent flying was speechless and also helpless.

That kick was obviously full of strength, but why was there no pain at all? The violent impact was equally forceful, but it was the same.

Long Lin was like a squadron leader training his subordinates, while Spice took out his phone with his back facing Long Lin, and secretly sent a message.

He then picked up his phone, photographed Long Lin's valiant and valiant look, and slowly walked over.

"Time's up."

With that said, Long Lin turned into a shadow and kicked the chest of the second guard.

The robust body of the security guard heavily smashed onto a Porsche windscreen, causing a loud dull sound, which also caused the Porsche to scream.

"Return."

Hearing Long Lin's orders, the security guards immediately got off the car and ran back to the queue.

Mint does not dry friends circle, but uses the camera phone to carefully record her beloved man's outstanding.

"Time's up."

Following Long Lin's announcement, another security guard turned into a soccer ball under the feet of an expert, accurately hitting the windscreen of a BMW.

In any case, they did not need to pay for the destroyed car. Furthermore, although Long Lin's legs were strong and his blow was heavy, all the security guards were unharmed, so the security guards were very cooperative. Without waiting for Long Lin to speak, the third security guard ran back to the group happily.

"Time's up."

Long Lin once again turned into an afterimage, heavily kicking away the fourth security guard and smashing a car of Land Rover s.

The price of the Fifth Security was obviously lower, they had only destroyed one of the Audi, which made Long Lin very unsatisfied. So, he gave him another kick, telling him to destroy the other Mercedes-Benz windscreen as well.

It was only until Long Lin sent the ninth security guard flying that an angry bellow came from afar.

"Stop."

Long Lin turned around and saw a security guard wearing a suit bringing a pot-bellied middle-aged man over.

As the two of them jogged over, the potbellied man took a few deep breaths before staring at Long Lin, asking sternly, "Brat, do you know where we are?"

"You can run the household?" Long Lin directly ignored the middle-aged man's question and asked coldly.

"I'm the Deputy General Manager of the palm tree. If you have anything to say, tell me."

"Are you a shareholder?"

"No."

Long Lin's voice suddenly became ice-cold, "You can scram, go call your boss over here."

"Kid, I'm warning you, don't fail to appreciate my kindness." The middle-aged man said angrily.

Long Lin asked with interest, "Otherwise?"

"I advise you to obediently take out the repair fee and then scram."

"So much nonsense." Long Lin shot out like lightning again and kicked the fat man's chest heavily.

"Bam."

A dull thud was heard again, and the fat man slammed into the hood of a Maserati as if he was a giant boulder that had fallen from the sky.

The hood was deeply caved in.

"Pfft …"

The fat man spat out a mouthful of blood, then closed his eyes and fainted.

"Go and get your boss." Long Lin pointed at the man in the suit and said coldly, "The rules will not change. Also, bring a message to your boss."

"Go ahead." The man in the suit looked at the fat man who was still unconscious and said while trembling in fear.

"If he doesn't come out, I'll smash it till he comes out. Besides, the reporters will be here soon."

"I'll definitely bring it."

"Scram."

The man in the suit dashed away once again.

"You guys, come with me."

Long Lin strode towards the concentrated area of a row of Audi and red flags, his eyes filled with playfulness.

The reporters came over and discovered that so many public buses had been destroyed. Would they report this?