An uppercut went straight to the monk's life gate, and the speed was so fast that it made people numb.
Bang bang! The monk calmly resisted the two punches.
The monk smiled and said, "Boy, your boxing skills are pretty good, almost the same as what I did five years ago."
The second child didn't expect that the bald man in front of him was so powerful. He only blocked it twice and his hands were numb.
I didn't dare to underestimate my enemy anymore. The second brother immediately used his special skills.
The next moment, Sui Fengxing greeted the monk's head again!
Bang bang bang!
For a moment, the ring was shaken by the strong wind of fists.
"Okay! Beat him up! Second boss!"
"Monk, knock him down quickly and let him see what our Eighth Route Army is capable of!"
Both sides of the audience cheered for a while.
Lin Zhong didn't pay much attention in the audience. Compared with fists and kicks, no one was the monk's opponent.
Sure enough, after thirty moves, the second child was kicked out!
"Good boy, it's rare that you can block thirty of my moves." The monk bared his teeth and smiled.
puff! The second child vomited out a mouthful of blood and fell to the stage unable to stand up again.
"Second Master!"
"Dick!"
"Second brother!"
...
When the audience saw the second boss falling to the ground, they immediately boiled over, and Xie Baoqing had to send someone to pull the second boss back.
"Have a rest, brother, we brothers will do the rest."
The next second, the one-eyed dragon jumped directly onto the ring and cursed: "Bald man, I dare to play with a knife with you!"
The monk shrugged, twisted his neck and said, "Boy, just play with the knife."
"Monk, take the knife!" Lin Zhong shouted and threw the knife up.
In a matter of seconds, the two men were confronting each other with knives!
The wind blew up and picked up a few grains of sand.
Knife fighting is different from hand-to-hand combat. If you miss in hand-to-hand fighting, you still have a chance to survive. If you miss in a knife fight, you will die immediately, so even a monk would not dare to be careless.
"Brother, I..." The second brother in the audience felt a little ashamed sitting next to Xie Baoqing.
"Don't talk about second child, that bald guy is very good at boxing and kicking. If it had been anyone else, he wouldn't have been able to get past thirty moves."
"Just wait, Lao San's sword skills will definitely take him down!"
The second child nodded after hearing this.
On the stage, as a few grains of sand fell, the two of them drew their swords and walked away!
"clang!"
At the moment of collision, everyone was stunned again!
The monk actually cut off the one-eyed dragon's sword with one strike. Seizing the opportunity, the monk turned around and kicked the one-eyed dragon on the waist!
boom! The one-eyed dragon flew out instantly!
The monk was also dumbfounded. He looked at the knife in his hand for a few times and swallowed, "Damn, this... what kind of knife did the leader give me?"
He didn't know that this was the Longquan sword that Lin Zhonggang exchanged for in the weapons store!
The Longquan knife, which can cut iron like clay, coupled with the monk's strength, can easily cut off the one-eyed dragon's sword.
The monk who won two out of three rounds had already won two sentences, and the outcome was determined!
"Third child! Third child!" Xie Baoqing ran onto the stage and helped up the Cyclops who was vomiting blood. This time, even if the Cyclops survives, he will probably become disabled in the future.
"Asshole! You, you hurt my third brother and bullied me too much!"
The second child sitting on the chair turned red and looked a little excited, and shouted angrily: "Unfair!"
"You, the Eighth Route Army, are so tyrannical just because you have such a bald man. If our eldest brother captures you, we will surely subdue you!"
On the stage, Xie Baoqing squatted and hugged Cyclops without saying a word. It was a lie that he wasn't angry when he saw his third brother being injured.
"Brother, try your best!"
"Yes, let's fight!"
"Fight!"
The audience suddenly rioted.
The monk helplessly touched his bald forehead. He was bald and stronger...
Lin Zhong walked onto the ring coldly at this moment and said coldly: "Master, since you don't accept it, how about I compete with you for the third time? If I lose the previous competition, it doesn't count. I will lead people down the mountain immediately. If you lose, How about you join me as a new regiment?"
Xie Baoqing suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Zhong, "What did you say!"
"Is this true!?"
"Of course it's true!" Lin Zhong replied.
"Okay, just based on your words, I, Xie Baoqing, will obey you, but I am sure that my brother will be injured!"
After a while, the two stood on the stage, each holding a gun.
Xie Baoqing was holding the 98k that was found on the little Japanese officer, and Lin Zhong was holding the pitch-black M24.
According to the rules, both of them loaded blank ammunition. Each magazine had been inspected by the other party, so it couldn't be faked.
Just like in actual combat, whoever can hit the opponent first will win the battle.
"Master Xie, you can also load live ammunition." Lin Zhong said slowly.
Xie Baoqing was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Aren't you afraid of death? If I beat you to death, you guys will still have to trouble me."
"No, because you don't have a chance to take action."
Xie Baoqing gritted his teeth angrily, this kid is so damn crazy! This is what you said!
The two stood on the stage only a dozen meters apart, waiting for the start of the game. After a while, someone threw a stone into the sky. The moment the stone hit the ground, the duel began.
A stone as big as an egg was thrown into the sky. The two of them could only listen with their ears without even looking at it, waiting to hear the sound of the stone falling to the ground.
three.
two.
one!
boom!
A gunshot rang out in an instant!
Everyone in the audience looked towards the stage, and the short ones behind also scratched their heads and looked forward.
Who's winning! ?
Did our boss win?
Who wins, who wins! Our leader can play with guns better than anyone else!
People in the back kept shouting, but people in the front were already dumbfounded.
It was Lin Zhong who won, hitting Xie Baoqing in the head, but Xie Baoqing didn't even raise his hand.
Fast, too fast!
"Hey, did you see clearly when he shot?"
"I didn't see it. It seemed like something flashed?"
The minions in the audience kept muttering.
At this moment, Xie Baoqing was standing on the stage covered in cold sweat, as if he had lost his soul. He had never seen such a fast gun. If it had been a live ammunition, he would have been lying on the ground by now.
"Your shooting skills..." Xie Baoqing showed an expression of disbelief.
The second and third sons on the side were dumbfounded a long time ago. They thought that their leader was fast enough, but they didn't expect that he couldn't even lift his gun in front of Lin Zhong.
The monk in the audience raised his head arrogantly and said, "Master Xie, it was my regimental commander who shot Bantian to death back then. It is not a shame to lose to our regimental commander's gun."
"I've heard some rumors, but I didn't expect Captain Lin's gun to be so fast."
"Although I, Xie Baoqing, fell into the trap of being a bandit, I still spit on my blood, and I am willing to admit defeat. From today on, Heiyun Village will be completely under the command of Captain Lin!"
Lin Zhong had a smile on his face and said loudly: "Okay, welcome Mr. Xie to join our new regiment. I hereby order Mr. Xie Baoqing to be the deputy battalion commander of the fourth battalion of our new regiment!"
"Brothers, we will be a regular army from now on!" Xie Baoqing shouted.
But what was embarrassing was that the brothers below rarely said anything. They were a little embarrassed for a while, but Lin Zhong understood this.
"Captain Lin, the brother below may not be used to it after being on the grass for many years."
"And I heard that the Eighth Route is quite difficult, so brothers..."
Lin Zhong heard what it meant. Did he think they were poor?
Of course, it was hard for Xie Baoqing to say this clearly. When they heard that they were robbing the Eighth Route Army, he quickly let them go for fear that they would not get the benefit and would get into trouble.
Lin Zhong stood on the high platform and suddenly shouted to the bandits below.
"Heroes in the audience, I, Lin Zhong, am not a good man. I also know that Heiyun's brothers are used to being lax."
"But think about the reason why you turned into a bandit in the first place. I, Lin Zhong, would like to ask again, is there anyone in the home of all these heroes?"
Suddenly, as soon as these words came out, many people's hearts trembled.
Is there anyone else at home...?
I don't know how many people lost their homes during the Japanese raids in northwestern Shanxi.
Thinking of this, he clenched his fists tightly and said, "Little devil, I'll take care of your grandma!"
"Everyone, let me ask one more question."
"You are in Heiyun Village but you have nothing to eat every day but meat to eat every week?"
"I promise you, if anyone joins my new team, I, Lin Zhong, will give him face every day and meat every week!"
As soon as Lin Zhong finished speaking, everyone started to boil.
"Captain Lin, are you telling the truth? Who doesn't know where you poor poor people can get so much white flour to eat?"
"Captain Lin, can you guarantee that?"
…
Most people don't believe it.
Lin Zhong said calmly: "If you don't believe it, you can ask the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army present. Furthermore, if you don't agree with our new regiment, you can leave on your own within seven days."
Xie Baoqing also lit a fire, "Brothers, I, Xie Baoqing, am willing to follow Captain Lin to fight the Japanese from now on!"
"If you have a reason to follow my big brother, just stay!"
"Damn it, let's fight!"
"Fight! I'll follow the Eighth Route Army!"
"Fight the Japanese to get some meat to eat, so I'll do it too!"
…
More and more brothers cheered in the audience and planned to join the Eighth Route Army.
But only the one-eyed old man leaning against the wall not far away had a cold look in his eyes.
"Brother, my brothers are used to being carefree, why should we follow him?"
"Since eldest brother doesn't dare to do it, brother, I will do it for you! As long as Lin Zhongyi dies, the remaining Eighth Route Army here will not be afraid!"
As he said this, the third child pulled out a gun from his waist and pointed it at Lin Zhong.
The next moment, bang!
"Captain, be careful!" the monk shouted and threw Lin Zhong down.
"Third brother, what are you doing!"
"You idiot, you're looking for death!"
The monk who fell on Lin Zhong cursed loudly. If he hadn't reacted quickly, Lin Zhong might have collapsed.
Chug tug tug tug tug…
The special forces members in the audience pointed their submachine guns directly at the Cyclops without any nonsense.
In less than a second, the one-eyed old man was beaten into a sieve.
Lin Zhong, who had fallen to the ground, got up and his eyes were filled with coldness. This bitch was the monk who killed him in the play and now he wants to kill him again.
The monk should have been killed directly by him just now.
By the time Xie Baoqing ran over, the one-eyed dragon had already expired.
"Captain Lin, this..." He didn't know how to explain it for a moment, and no one expected that this guy Lao San would actually dare to shoot.
"Battal Commander Xie, don't worry, just treat me as a new regiment to clean up the house for you."
"As long as Battalion Commander Xie can follow our anti-Japanese troops and fight against the Japanese in peace in the future, he won't take these trivial matters to heart."
Hearing Lin Zhong say this, Xie Baoqing felt a little relieved. As for his third brother, he, the eldest brother, had no choice but to commit suicide.
