Chapter 2320 Beat that Fat Man

Regardless of whether he is an enemy or a friend, fighting against Li Jinfang is extremely boring. pen~qu~ge.iquge.nfo

In a real fight, it is difficult for you to do one move for another, and the two sides fight with each other for half an hour before the winner is determined. It is impossible for that to happen.

But there are very few times where the winner can be determined in an instant, and life or death can be determined by one move, because it means that one of the parties is much stronger than the other.

Just go up and put the opponent down at once. It's still the kind where because the difference in strength is too great, one of the parties can easily choose a very suitable force to knock the person down, make the person faint, and make the person die, and even When you can even control how long your opponent is stunned, it becomes impossible to fight and it becomes boring.

The original Li Jinfang still had a ferocious look on his face after beating someone, with a fierce aura and a ferocious look on his face as if he wanted to pick someone to beat again immediately. But now, after beating someone, Li Jinfang's face is calm and compassionate.

This kind of invisible pretense is the most deadly.

Gao Yang can achieve the state of invisible pretense when using a gun. It feels like everyone is scum in my eyes when it comes to marksmanship. No matter who you are, there is no difference between you and an ant. After the state of this great master comes out, There is no need to be artificial and it can naturally make people realize that I am a scumbag.

But as for fighting, Gao Yang's moves were a bit clumsy and incomparable to Li Jinfang's, so naturally he couldn't learn them even if he wanted to.

At this time, Li Jinfang stood up and overwhelmed the audience with anger, and Lavgani's face became a little uneasy.

Now green, now white, now black, Lavgani's face really looks like a dye shop.

Li Jinfang had no intention of letting go. He looked at the remaining four people, and none of them dared to ask to fight him again.

No one accepted the challenge, and Ravgani remained silent, so Li Jinfang said very sincerely: "Otherwise, you four can come together, and I don't mind."

Andy He couldn't help laughing again. He rested his head on Albert's shoulder and hit Albert's back. He laughed as if someone had pinched his neck.

Many people's eyes fell on Andy He, so Andy He raised a hand and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I just want to laugh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lavgani breathed a long sigh of relief, and then he was the first to applaud, and then said with a generous face: "Wonderful, indeed amazing, but we can only have one opponent at a time, so we will have to replace him next time. good.

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At this time, one of Lavgani's men walked out of the queue, his eyes full of anger, and he looked directly at Andy He, who was smiling exaggeratedly and in need of a beating.

Andy He realized that he was being watched, coughed twice, pushed Albert aside, straightened his chest and patted him with his hand, then stood forward, nodded, and signaled to the man who was glaring at him. Choose him.

Andy He was full of expectations, but Li Jinfang nodded casually after Lavgani finished speaking, and said warmly: "Want to change? That's fine."

Li Jinfang couldn't go anywhere, so he walked directly to Andy He and stood down. Then the person who was going to choose his opponent immediately changed his eyes. Without looking at Li Jinfang, he even stopped looking at Andy He who was standing next to Li Jinfang. I don’t dare to teach him a lesson.

When Andy He saw his opponent turning his head, he immediately became anxious. He stretched out his hand to push Li Jinfang and said urgently: "Go away! Get out! Don't stand in my way!"

Hearing Andy He's cry, the man didn't dare to pick on him anymore.

His eyes swept around the crowd, and finally pointed at Talta, who looked short and chubby.

Lavgani just wants to win now, not revenge, so he told his men to forget about those who look very powerful. The remaining four games must be won in order to save some face, so he knows that Greva is very powerful. Tov, if you look at Grolev and Albert who are tall and strong, don’t pick them.

In the end, this child was also unlucky. It was not good to pick anyone, but the dark devil.

Tarta didn't look like he deserved a beating, but his smile was a bit deserving of a beating, and he looked older. He was short and fat, and he didn't look like he could move quickly. If he didn't hit him, who would he hit?

Tarta seemed a little surprised. He pointed to his nose, and his opponent nodded heavily.

Gao Yang stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, sighed softly, and shook his head gently. Seeing Gao Yang's look, Lavgani and the person who came off immediately felt strong confidence.

Tarta wiped her nose, tightened her belt, and walked out to the yard happily.

Gao Yang turned to Grolev and whispered: "Do you think they have bad luck or poor vision? Even if he picks you, right?"

Grolev whispered: "Stop talking, I can't seem to beat him. I'm just a machine gunner, not a fighter. What if you really pick me."

Tarta walked into the court, first pulled his sleeves, and then waved to his opponent. This time he was provoking his opponent.

Gao Yang really didn't know how powerful the Black Devil was in this kind of fighting, but he could never forget the Dusselev and the old KGB he met in the elevator. Several people were holding sticks and gun handles, and were going to No matter how much he is killed, Dusselev left a very deep impression on him, and compared to the black devil, Dusselev, hehe, he is nothing.

The opponent punched, and Tarta jumped back. He fell back and forth on the ground for a few steps with very flexible steps, and then swung his fists back and forth in front of him, just like a boxer using steps and small movements to provoke his opponent on the stage. .

"Are you going to use your fists? Then you have to be quick."

"Hurry up and keep up."

"Aha, you almost hit me, go on, do it again."

Tarta's short body dodged back and forth, dodging left and right, raising his fists but refusing to punch. After dodging more than a dozen punches from his opponent in a row, even a fool knew that he was He's playing tricks on his opponent.

I have to say, Tarta is really a flexible little fat guy.

"Hoo ho ho ho ho come again again come again!"

The opponent punched again, and Tarta, who was yelling, lowered his head and dodged again. At this time, Yarebin looked ugly, hit the ground with his crutch, and coughed.

Tarta looked back, and then he immediately stopped. When his opponent kicked him again, Tarta kicked his opponent's calf faster, and then left a ghostly left fist. A powerful blow hit his opponent's nose, and his opponent immediately fell to the ground.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Tarta jumped back, rubbed his nose with the thumb of his right hand, waved his arms like this, and then Gao Yang immediately lost his voice and said: "I'm going! Bruce Lee!" (To be continued.)