The Secret Identity of an Extraordinary Son-in-law
This Man Looks Like a Devil
Bang out!
The words of Iron Wolf!
Inside the Iron Wolf Headquarters, the atmosphere became murky.
I saw that among the dense crowd, the shadow of a group of people, shouting, rushed out like lightning.
Towards Steve Lin in the ring, he rushed off in a panic!
Ten people!
Twenty people!
Thirty people!
...
The little beggar and the others, seeing this shocking scene, their faces grew frightened.
They had never seen such a spectacular gang fight scene, either,
There were nearly a hundred fighters who surrounded a single person together, if this were to spread out, it would definitely shock the entire Jiang City.
Especially, those defeated fighters almost filled the ring.
In an instant, there were already so many people!
Crazy one!
Two fist heads can't beat four hands. Almost everyone did not believe that Steve Lin could actually defeat these hundred people!
After all, this is too unbelievable!
"Steve Lin, die you! I'm not sure you can be that lucky this time!"
Irene Wen stared at the ring at this moment, her face changing with deep fun and hatred.
He couldn't wait to see Steve Lin knocked down, wiped out, or even killed!
Only this way!
He can feel happy and happy.
Not just him!
The Iron Wolf next to him also had a wide smile at the corner of his mouth:
"Little beast, it's over, this time, you're dead!"
Iron Wolf's face sparkled with ferocity!
The young beggar and the others were frightened to the point of breaking out in cold sweat.
"The Oldest Brother can do it! Sure can!"
The little beggar seemed to be praying for Steve Lin at this moment.
Only!
As if God heard his prayer, the next scene made everyone even more unable to believe their eyes!
Iron Wolf looked at the fighters who were quickly rushing towards the ring, but they were pushed back even faster.
The sound of bones cracking echoed constantly.
One by one the fighters, like trash, were repulsed.
Fresh blood constantly gushed out from their mouths!
Ten people!
Thirty!
Fifty!
...
There was a crackling sound falling to the ground, and the sound of vomiting blood.
Steve Lin stood in the ring, like a human-shaped meat grinder. Wherever he went, there was a silhouette of people spewing blood.
Every time he hits, it's very fast.
Like a ghost, in the ring, blinking and moving.
The fighter who rushed in dense numbers, even the corners of his clothes, was hard to touch.
"No. How did this happen!"
A thick cold sweat flowed from Iron Wolf's forehead!
You idiot!
He had never seen such a strong person.
His subordinates looked like ants in the hands of opponents, and they were struck into the air with just a single wave.
This is awesome!
Especially!
Seeing the number of his subordinates decreasing, Iron Wolf increasingly felt a chill on his back.
"Damn, shit, shit!"
"The strength of this person, I'm afraid that only my master, the number one of Yunhai City, King Kong, can match him!"
"What should I do now? Do I have to ask for help from Boss Kris and Boss Tiger?"
Iron Wolf was really panicking.
Especially!
Prak!
Followed by a figure who was thrown from the ring loudly.
The entire Iron Wolf Headquarters, not knowing how many times, became silent.
Iron Wolf averted his gaze, and suddenly saw that his subordinates were lying along the floor of the Iron Wolf Headquarters.