Three Hundred and Seventy-Three: Thank You for Letting Me Recall My Childhood

Wang An, Ye Xiu, Barger, and a group of other members of the club behind him stood there, as if they were not surprised.

Because Jia Lan, who was as fierce as a dog than Ye Xiu, was hit by Xu Cheng in seconds, even though these people were stronger than Ye Xiu, they seemed to be no different from Jia Lan, so for the buddy who flew out and hit the ground They were not surprised at all.

On the other hand, the five under-stage soldiers on the opponent's side were stunned.

What the hell?

This……

They are not ready to watch the play, the show is over?

Seeing Fang Zilian yelling in pain, everyone reacted to help him.

but!

The guy on the stage just now seems to have only used one trick, right?

"Old Zhou, how are you?" Everyone went to help the partner who was suffering all over the body and asked.

Lao Zhou shook his head, his body was still very uncomfortable at this time, his head was swollen and his body was aching.

Standing on the stage, Xu Cheng glanced at the group of people below and said, "Hurry up, all of you come up, if you win, the club here will automatically disband!"

The five people in the audience looked at each other face to face.

Ye Xiu smiled and said, "That's right, didn't you say that he can't play a pair of 10s? Come on, let's go together, if we can beat our big brother, this club will be disbanded on the spot."

The five junior soldiers felt humiliated.

After looking at each other, their faces were filled with shame and anger.

"Hmph! If you win, you win. How come you're cheap and good-looking. Our club will be disbanded, and we won't break our word. But, you're provoking us again, so don't blame us for being indiscriminate, bro. Come on!"

This group of people is also very principled. Since Lao Zhou lost, they will admit it, but the words Xu Cheng said afterwards are a bit provocative and hurtful. It means that the game can be lost, but the scene cannot be lost. If they lose, they lose, and if you provoke and hurt others, then you are really looking for a beating.

The five people directly jumped onto the ring and confronted Xu Cheng, saying, "Don't blame anyone if you're going to the hospital."

Xu Cheng smiled slightly: "This should be my line. I'll give you a five-for-one chance. If you go to the hospital, blame it on your strength. Don't bother me. Of course, if you have to come with me Tough, I am not cowardly!"

As he said that, Xu Cheng's figure flickered, and he walked in front of the five people like a ghost, and when he lifted his foot, Wuying's legs made five bangs.

By the time the five people realized it was already too late, each of them had been kicked and bounced off the ropes of the ring, Xu Cheng suddenly lifted one of his feet, and stomped it high on the ring. Resilient ground.

The five bounced people fell directly to the ground and lost their center of gravity. Xu Cheng raised his foot again and stomped hard!

boom!

The five people who fell on the ring were all viciously bounced off the ground and suspended in the air for at least 2 seconds, and these 2 seconds were completely enough for Xu Cheng to make a move.

He raised his feet as a leg exercise, aiming at these five guys suspended in the air, each of them was volleying.

Ah ah ah ah ah

The five people were kicked out of the arena directly, and the ones who survived were one by one, they threw on Lao Zhou who couldn't get up over there and piled up Arhats.

Old Zhou squirted out a mouthful of old blood.

The others were already in great pain, but they were thrown over and pressed down one by one by their own people, and the shit was literally shaken out!

Lao Zhou passed out, and the other five people got up one by one and prepared to go up and fight again. Who knew that the five internal organs felt uncomfortable as soon as they stood up. The five people looked at each other, and they couldn't bear it!

It's so insulting, it's more embarrassing than verbal abuse!

no!

At the very least, we must lie to Xu Cheng!

The five climbed up to the arena again. Xu Cheng leaned directly against the corner of the arena and smoked a cigarette. He looked up at the five of them who were standing opposite them imposingly. Although their faces were full of anger, they didn't seem to be in a hurry. Looking like rushing over.

Xu Cheng flicked the cigarette butt into the arena, then blew on the cigarette, and said to the five of them: "I won't attack anymore, why don't you come and hit me?"

One of the five people stepped forward in embarrassment and punched him. When he punched, Xu Cheng also punched him.

The moment the man's fist touched Xu Cheng, he withdrew his fist and shook it, cursing angrily with a distorted face: "Ci'ao!"

I saw that his fist was so red and swollen that he couldn't hold it anymore. He knelt in a corner with his wrists in his arms, choking on tears.

The other guy came over and just flicked his leg, Xu Cheng also imitated him, and the two of them collided with each other. After that, the guy screamed, hugged his leg and fell directly to the ground, his neck turned red. He punched the ring to divert his attention from the pain.

The remaining three were a little bit bluffed and did not dare to step forward.

Xu Cheng smiled: "Come on, let's play with human sandbags."

Then without any warning, he stomped hard on the ring, and the three of them fell to the ground again. Xu Cheng immediately stood on the triangular wooden stake, looked down at the three lying down and grinned: "Try** **One hit."

Then he opened his arms and fell from the sky, every muscle in his whole body was hard and smashed towards the three of them.

puff!

The three of them were thrown down by Xu Cheng like sleeping beauties, and all the saliva spewed out of their mouths. Even though Xu Cheng's people don't weigh much, Nima gave them three sumo wrestlers who felt no less than a few hundred catties in Japan. The contestants fell from the sky, shaking their mouths and farts below them!

Lao Zhou gradually woke up and slowly got up from the ring to look around. Just when his eyes could hardly see the surrounding scenery clearly, a person flew over in front of Bai Huahua, with a huge arc. It hit Lao Zhou on the back.

"I say!" Lao Zhou spat out a mouthful of blood again.

When he was about to scold the guy on his back, there was another whoosh, and another UFO came from the ring, and then hit him on the back with the same bang.

puff!

Shh~

He watched a total of five beautiful parabolas, and the whole f*ck fell on him again!

When all five people fell on Lao Zhou, he lay there like an octopus with all four feet on the ground, his limbs trembling and he almost couldn't lift his breath, and scolded his teammates: "I'm Nima's!" ..."

He was so suffocated that his neck was thick and red, and when he was about to swear, another meteor fell from the sky and flew over.

"What the hell?" Old Zhou stared, seeing Xu Cheng flying over from the arena and throwing his meat buns towards him.

Lao Zhou was like seeing a ghost: "Ya/蠛蝶!"

boom!

Old Zhou passed out unfortunately again, Xu Cheng sat down on top of the pile of five people, lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Thank you for letting me relive the fun of my childhood."