I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

The cry like killing a pig is very loud and very miserable.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Even many people who were fighting were startled by the screams and stopped their hands one after another.

Lin Xian didn't even look at the person lying on the ground~, ​​and continued walking forward.

All of a sudden, those who stopped took a step back, looking at Lin Xian with suspicious eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Xian smiled slightly, and said kindly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just here to persuade you to fight!"

Not many people stopped, only four or five, and the rest continued to fight.

Walking forward in three or two steps, Lin Xian grabbed a person by the shoulder, exerted a little force on his waist, and threw the person to the ground with an extremely standard over-the-shoulder throw.

"boom!"

Lying on the ground, the buddy who was thrown was stunned, completely unaware of what happened, only feeling pain in his back.

Unlike the last time he fought in Yangcheng, this time Lin Xian basically didn't use any strength, and he was very skillful, so he wouldn't get hurt, at most let them figure it out for a while.

Otherwise, if you go all out, these second-generation small arms and legs will be disabled a lot.

Another one was brought down, Lin Xian kept walking, and every time he made a move, he brought down one.

Soon, there were only three people standing in the entire track.

Wei Xun and Huang Yijing didn't notice everything around them at all, their eyes were red, they still wrestled with each other with punches and kicks.

Walking forward, Lin Xian quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed Huang Yijing's back collar. Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, Lin Xian threw Huang Yijing out of his hand like throwing garbage.

"hiss!

All of a sudden, the onlookers couldn't help but gasped.

Huang Yijing is not light, at least one hundred and thirty to forty catties.

But even so, Lin Xian easily picked it up with one hand and threw it out.

This is so...

How much strength does it have?

Wei Xun froze for a moment, shocked by the scene in front of him.

In less than a minute, a fight was stopped.

Although the way of persuasion is a little too violent...

Huang Yijing was thrown three or four meters away, but fortunately he landed on his buttocks, apart from a little pain, "he didn't get hurt.

Looking around the track, Lin Xian clapped his hands and said with a smile, "We're all friends, so talk to each other if you have something to say, how great it is now!"

Huang Yijing finally came back to his senses at this moment. Feeling the pain from his body, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he fixed his eyes on Lin Xian with a sound.

Seeing him getting up slowly, Huang Yijing quickly walked to the front of his Koenigsegg Regera, opened the front trunk, and took out a baseball bat from it.

All without saying a word.

But everyone knew that the anger in Huang Yijing's heart had already reached its peak, and the next thing was bound to be a violent storm.

Holding a baseball bat, he walked up to Lin Xian step by step.

"CNM, what are you!"

Roaring this sentence with a ferocious expression, Huang Yijing raised his baseball bat high with both hands, and slammed it hard at Lin Xian's head.

"Lin Xian, be careful!"

Mu Wanqing was taken aback for a moment, then let out an exclamation.

Being thrown out in public like trash, when had Huang Yijing suffered such a disadvantage, the key was that the other party was a guy who jumped out of nowhere.

This time, he didn't hold back anything, and the baseball bat was obviously aimed at Lin Xian's head.

If hit, the consequences can be imagined.

Lin Xian's expression did not change from the beginning to the end, and he was extremely indifferent. Not to mention the attribute blessing of [Thug in Suit], just the effect of [Absolute Concentration] and chocolate-flavored chewing gum, Huang Yijing's movements are all in slow motion in his eyes.

If he wants to hide, there are a hundred ways to escape.

But obviously, Lin Xian didn't want to hide at all.

The moment the baseball bat fell, Lin Xian moved.

I saw him take a slight step back, and suddenly kicked out with his right foot.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of the wooden bat breaking, the thick baseball bat was kicked off by Lin Xian.

The audience was silent and silent.

Even the buddy who was lying on the ground and screaming before, was terrified and shut his mouth tightly at this moment.

Huang Yijing maintained the posture of waving a baseball bat, motionless.

He dared not move.

Lin Xian kicked [the distance from his face was less than ten centimeters.

A drop of cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead, and finally dripped on the track.

0...asking for flowers...

Slowly retracting his feet, Lin Xian tightened his loose tie again, and with a gentle smile on his face, he said, "That's great, why are you fighting? It's so hurtful!"

At this moment, the way everyone looked at Lin Xian changed.

In addition to the admiration brought about by the game before, there is also a trace of awe.

This Nima was too fierce, he knocked over a dozen of them all by himself, and then kicked a baseball bat to pieces.

The key point is that Lin Xian remained calm throughout the whole process, understatement, as if he was warming up, without any effort at all.

If they didn't see it with their own eyes, these people would only think they were making a movie.

Mu Wanqing's eyes widened, her expression complicated.

The image of Lin Xian kicking and breaking the baseball bat just now was still flooding his mind.

00

She never thought that violence could be so elegant.

Also wearing a suit, Huang Yijing looked like a mad dog in the fight just now, while Lin Xian was as elegant as a nobleman.

Staring at his sunny smile, Mu Wanqing couldn't help thinking of Sassoon's poem again.

With a tiger in my heart, I sniff my back carefully.

The atmosphere was still silent, Lin Xian turned around, looked at Wei Xun and said with a smile: "Brother Latiao, I won the game, can I win the lottery?"

Hearing this, Wei Xun came back to his senses, glanced at Lin Xian fearfully, nodded and said, "According to the rules, the lottery is yours!"

After finishing speaking, he shouted towards the open space: "Xiaoyu, where did you die? Quickly bring the lottery!"

Soon, a tall girl ran over with a small safe in her arms.

This girl has a good figure. When running, her T-shirt keeps shaking and trembling, which makes people worry.

Wei Xun walked up to the girl, and after entering the password, the safe opened immediately.

"Brother Lin, the lottery is here!"

Lin Xian stepped forward, took out his Vacheron Constantin watch and put it on, and then took out a bank card from it, and stuffed it into the gap of the girl's T-shirt under the surprised eyes of everyone.

As for what the gap is, I understand it.

Under the girl's shocked gaze, Lin Xian smiled and said, "Please help me put all these things in the car!".