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He leaped into the air and kicked towards Monk Liaowu's chest with endless power.

Liao Wu never thought that Ye Lin would dare to come with empty hands at this time. He snorted coldly, blocked and pushed the baseball bat in his hand towards his chest, intending to push Ye Lin away and then follow up with another hit.

But what he didn't expect was that the power of Ye Lin's kick was no less than Guan Dao's. Instead of pushing him forward, he was kicked back a few steps.

Ye Lin landed steadily and rushed forward to get closer to Monk Le Wu.

Monk Liao Wu saw that the baseball bat was of little use in close combat, so he simply threw it away, relied on his fat body to press forward, and hugged Ye Lin, intending to hug him directly.

With the strength of his arms, if he hugged him, he could crush Ye Lin's bones.

Ye Lin suddenly squatted down to avoid Liaowu's arm, then stood up and punched Liaowu in the ribs. The powerful force made Liaowu's fat body sway like waves.

Liao Wu only felt a sharp pain in his ribs, and his ribs must have been broken. He roared angrily, became ferocious, and smashed down at Ye Lin with his fists like hammers.

Ye Lin did not resist, but calmly threw an uppercut, his fist shot straight up from the monk Liao Wu's arm and hit him on the chin.

From a distance, Lin Huaishan could hear a clicking sound, but he didn't know how many teeth were broken.

The force of the punch made Le Wu stagger and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Liao Wu did not open his mouth to spit it out. Instead, he closed his mouth, stared with his eyes as big as copper bells, and suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the blood with his teeth.

Ye Lin secretly said, "What a fool! Has he watched too much TV? Is there any good in swallowing this thing?"

After Liao Wu swallowed his own blood, he had completely entered a rampage state, chasing Ye Lin like a madman.

Ye Lin could only rely on his agility to avoid the peak temporarily.

He would punch and kick him from time to time, especially the knees, which were the focus of Ye Lin's attention.

To deal with such a tall enemy, you have to attack the joints. This is the fighting style of Ip Man in the movies.

During this time, Ye Lin was also hit by Le Wu's arm once. Although he blocked it with his arm, his hand immediately turned purple, which was really like being hit by an iron rod.

This thing can definitely be considered a deadly weapon.

However, people who have been playing games for years know that once you use a big move, there is a time limit.

Liao Wu's crazy state did not last long. His endurance gradually became insufficient and his body slowed down.

Ye Lin seized the opportunity, stood still with his left foot, and kicked hard with his right foot, directly kicking the side of Monk Liaowu's left knee. Liaowu's left foot tilted and he almost fell down.

Ye Lin took the opportunity to catch up, grabbed Monk Wu's left hand, suddenly flew into the air, and tightly gripped his left hand with his legs, twisting it violently.

click!

what--

Liao Wu let out a scream, and his entire left hand was twisted off at the shoulder and hung at his side like a noodle.

This kind of pain is unbearable. Even though Le Wu is so strong, he still broke out in sweat on his forehead.

He bent over, gasping for breath, looking at Ye Lin with fear and unwillingness.

He has always been the one to abuse others, when did he fall to such a state?

He was unwilling to give up, and the light in his eyes became stronger and stronger. His desire to survive and his urgency to win made him unwilling to admit defeat.

He took off his clothes and operated with his right hand. Enduring the severe pain, he tied his broken left hand to his body and tightened it hard. His whole face was distorted with pain.

Ye Lin shook his head. Sometimes he really didn't understand these people. If they could endure such pain, why couldn't they endure the hardship of working?

Perhaps, working is more painful than losing an arm!

After doing all this, Monk Liao Wu silently picked up the baseball bat on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and got ready. This time he was no longer smiling, but instead looked as if he had seen through life and death.

Seeing Ye Lin standing still, Liao Wu shouted,

"Amitabha, kill!"

Rushed directly towards Ye Lin.

Ye Lin sighed. He was a tough guy, but he just took the wrong path.

He moved his body to the side and dodged Wu's baseball bat.

Under the effect of inertia, Liao Wu rushed forward directly. Ye Lin made a claw with his right hand, grabbed Liao Wu's throat and squeezed it hard.

After a crisp sound, Liao Wu fell to the ground due to inertia, his body twitched and stopped moving.

Ye Lin looked at Lin Yuanshan in the distance and raised his middle finger again.

Lin Yuanshan stood there in a daze. He didn't expect that the most vicious person among them would fall at Ye Lin's feet. He began to regret provoking this killer. He shouldn't have called his cousin in the first place.

The remaining thugs on the first floor seemed to be frightened as well, and were hesitant to go up.

Ye Lin walked back to the van silently and took out two machetes. With so many people, it would be too slow without weapons.

A cool breeze blew across the playground, raising a cloud of yellow sand. The wind swept away the setting sun, and people were blown by the wind.

Ye Lin walked over silently, holding the knife in both hands. The sunlight shone on his body, as if the doomsday dusk was coming.

Lin Yuanshan was terrified. He picked up the loud speaker and shouted hysterically, "Everyone, come on, come on together!"

"Where's the crossbow? Shoot him with the crossbow to death!"

"Kill him and I'll give you 500 million! 500 million!"

There will always be brave men when there is a big reward. There was a commotion in the crowd, and the fear was gradually overwhelmed by the money.

One man picked up a knife, and gradually everyone started to pick up knives. No one knew who shouted, but a group of more than a dozen thugs rushed up together.

This scene is a bit like the robbery by bandits back then. Although it is chaotic, the momentum is definitely enough.

The enemy's momentum inspired Ye Lin's fighting spirit. He let out a low roar, held the sword in both hands, leaned forward and ran forward faster.

Swish! Two flashes of swords appeared, and the two sides started fighting.

The field instantly fell into chaos, with a group of people holding machetes high in the air, circling around Ye Lin and slashing him from time to time.

Ye Lin in the middle was playing with the two knives in a variety of ways, flying them up and down. Every time he slashed, a splash of blood appeared. Gradually, the knife light was no longer so white, but a dazzling red.

There were fewer and fewer people in the middle of the place, and the circle was getting smaller and smaller. The ground had been stained red with blood, which began to flow slowly. There were broken limbs and body parts all over the ground, and there were several murderers who were almost dying.

Five minutes later, only a bloody man was left on the field, standing tremblingly with a knife in his hand, looking at Lin Huaishan.

Ye Lin breathed in the air greedily, the blood had blurred his eyes. He was almost exhausted after the continuous fighting.

He silently picked up the knife and pointed it at Lin Huaishan without saying a word.

Just then, a sound of breaking through the air was heard.

With a whoosh, a crossbow arrow shot into Ye Lin's leg.