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Under the ring, Lin Chen nodded slightly.

Duan Kun's arrogance is still supported by some strength.

It's a pity that the journey of martial arts is like a great river. After it rushes to the end, there is another heaven called Yuanhai.

The sea is boundless and the martial arts are boundless!

From the moment Duan Kun thought he was sure to win, he actually fell into a disadvantage.

Mr. Lai, the big man in the black tower, moved, as motionless as a mountain, and as moving as thunder!

The starting move is a very classic internal boxing move, using points to lead to the surface, using Qi to exert force, and the whole person's energy and energy are concentrated in one place.

The power in his whole body burst out like a torrent, and then surged out like a dragon.

A loud bang!

Duan Kun's palm hit Mr. Lai's chest.

Mr. Lai, who was standing still, came up from behind and struck Duan Kun in the lower abdomen with his initial move.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out all over the sky.

Duan Kun's face was as pale as gold, and he stepped back three steps in a row on the ring, his expression already extremely horrified.

But Mr. Lai, with a look of disdain on his face, stood still.

"Bagua Zhang fights like a dragon, flexible and changeable."

"It's a pity that you, at best, have only mastered one level of your ancestor's skills!"

Mr. Lai finally moved and walked towards Duan Kun step by step, commenting in his mouth.

Duan Kun covered his lower abdomen and roared: "Who are you? Why do you have such profound inner martial arts cultivation?"

Mr. Lai said calmly: "I said, you are not worthy of asking me my name!"

Duan Kun shouted loudly and rushed forward to continue the fight regardless of his injuries.

All the heat from his Baguazhang burst out.

Unfortunately, apart from the echo of banging in the air, Mr. Lai was not injured at all.

Every attack of Baguazhang was blocked and then blocked back fiercely.

Duan Kun's arms and sleeves had completely exploded, and the arms inside were covered with bruises.

Mr. Lai said in a low voice: "Admit defeat immediately and get out. Otherwise, you may die!"

Duan Kun could not accept the fact of defeat, and shouted with scarlet eyes: "No, there is no way that I, Duan Kun, will be defeated by a nobody like you."

Mr. Lai snorted coldly, dropped his shoulders and elbows, and knocked out hard.

Duan Kun's chest collapsed with a thud.

The whole person was like a kite with broken strings, spraying blood, piercing the air, and then crashed in front of several bodyguards of the Song family.

"Uncle Kun, are you okay?"

Several bodyguards were trembling all over and were extremely frightened.

Duan Kun struggled to get up.

But he had lost even the strength to stand up, and his lower body was stained red with blood, like a bloody man.

Song Xuefei glanced at Lin Chen pleadingly: "Doctor Lin, do me a favor and save Uncle Kun!"

Lin Chen shook his head helplessly: "Why bother? Just give up and the internal injuries will not be so serious at all!"

He squatted down, put his fingers together like swords, and quickly sealed several of Duan Kun's acupuncture points.

Immediately, Duan Kun let out a sigh of relief, and the gushing blood finally stopped.

The two bodyguards helped him up, both in disbelief.

In their eyes, Uncle Kun, who was like a god, was beaten like this.

Moreover, the big man from the Black Tower only made two moves from beginning to end.

Wouldn't it be true that for such a powerful man, the Song family would be severely beaten in the face today?

"My skills are inferior to those of others, so I will admit defeat!"

Duan Kun took a breath and clasped his fists towards the ring.

The vitality in his expression had been reduced by half after such a tragic defeat.

The big man in the Black Tower didn't even look at Duan Kun's defeat.

Glancing at Ren Shaocong, he said calmly: "Young Master, my mission is over, so there is no need for me to play house with you."

Ren Shaocong smiled and said with respect: "Mr. Lai is worthy of being a master that my father values. Please rest. Shaocong will reward you later."

The big man from the Black Tower did not hesitate, he nodded and planned to leave.

Lin Chen's voice sounded slowly: "Wait!"

Ok?

At this time, both Ren Shaocong's Kuangdao Martial Arts Hall, Duan Kun, and the Song family's bodyguards were stunned.

Duan Kun covered his chest and said in a cold voice: "Lin Chen, what do you want to do? Are you going to die?"

"Lin, you really don't want to live anymore. Even Uncle Kun was defeated. Are you pretending to be cool now? Are you afraid of being beaten to death?"

"Shut up, you don't think we're in enough trouble, right?"

"Lin Chen, don't seek death. That Mr. Lai above is a top-notch master at first glance. You'll be kneeling at their feet, but no one will save you!"

Masters like Duan Kun were defeated.

But this man named Lin actually dares to speak at such a dangerous moment. Doesn't this mean he is seeking death?

Everyone in the Song family admired Lin Chen and felt that he was just playing with fire!

Lin Chen ignored them, but said slowly: "No, there is still one person on our side who is not on board."

"Of course, it doesn't matter. I just need the young master to follow our lady's wishes and ask Meng Zhongliu to pay back the money!"

Ren Shaocong looked at Song Xuefei and said with an exaggerated smile: "Sister Xuefei, where did this little brat come from?"

"Does he think he is better than Duan Kundu?"

Song Xuefei said calmly: "Uncle Kun lost, but there is still one spot on our side!"

Ren Shaocong laughed carelessly, nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, yes, you still have a quota, one to die."

He looked at Lin Chen arrogantly and pointed, "Boy, where did you get the onions from?"

"You mean, this last person is you?"

Lin Chen smiled and said: "Young master, some people look down upon others."

Ren Shaocong smiled cruelly, pointed at Lin Chen and said, "Okay, since you want to die, I will help you."

"But with your kid, it's simply impossible to save the situation."

Lin Chen paused, shook his head and said, "To be honest, I don't want to take action. Fists and kicks have no eyes, and it is not good to hurt people after all."

"As long as the young owner gives us the 6000 million we want, we will turn around and leave."

Ren Shaocong was almost furious, gritted his teeth and said: "Since you are afraid of death and don't want to fight, then why did you stand up and force me just now?"

"You want money? There is no way. After I kill you, I want this girl Song Xuefei to hand over her stockings to me."

"Hey, I will definitely have fun with Miss Song's stockings for a few years. If you have something to do, take them out and jerk them off!"

Ren Shaocong burst out laughing, looking very disgusting.

Lin Chen's face darkened and he said calmly: "I asked for money, so you just give me money. Anyway, it's a debt repayment, and it's only natural and right."

"But now I can't even stand your face because it's so dirty and ugly."

"So, I think it is necessary to clean up for you on behalf of Miss Song."

Ren Shaocong didn't expect that this kid who appeared out of nowhere would be crazier than Duan Kun.

With a stern look on his face, he said to the big man in the Black Tower: "Mr. Lai, please kill him for me. Don't worry, I will be responsible if you kill him!"