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166 Don&#039;t Look Down on Short People

166 Don't look down on short people

Hot Heaven is a well-known venue in H City.

On the surface, this is just a high bar full of young people who come to dance. But only those who like to play here know that Hot Paradise also has a basement, which is a large underground black boxing arena.

At this time, Qin Chuan brought his Violet people with him, and they were also in this venue. Of course, they didn't come to support the Chiyan Gang, but to play Wendou.

Lei Ding and Qin Chuan stood below, doing warm-up.

I have participated in kendo competitions before, but the atmosphere is far worse than this.

Reading looked at the roaring and seething crowd in the surrounding stands, feeling a little excited.

Steady, stay with me, and I will definitely see more big scenes in the future.

Qin Chuan patted Leiding on the shoulder, But if you only use a wooden knife, is it okay?

Haha, a wooden knife is enough to deal with this kind of bastard.

Although it was an underground black fist, sharp knives were not allowed, so Redding could only come out with a wooden knife.

Okay, then you will be the vanguard officer.

Qin Chuan glanced at the opposite side, Their people are also going to play.

While speaking, a giant man came out from the resting place opposite! This giant man was almost as tall as Yao Ming, but much stronger than Yao Ming. His body was covered with muscles and black hair, and the hair on his chest almost grew to his chrysanthemum.

His eyes are also blue, Qin Chuan thinks he should be Russian.

Sure enough, the host's excited voice had ignited the emotions of the audience, and he roared like he had been drugged.

Everyone, look, look! Our killing machine is coming!

The Russian raised his hands high and roared angrily.

Our killing machine has won fifteen games in a row, breaking the opponent's bones every time! The method is very bloody and brutal! But it is loved by all of us! Yes, he is the killing machine from Russia, Kiba Chabelle!

Aww!

Kill him, Kibachabelle!

Come on, I paid a lot of money to buy you to win!

The audience in the stands shouted at the big Russian man.

Little dwarf, watch me cripple you!

Kibachabelle looked at Reading, who was only 1.8 meters tall, and laughed sarcastically.

He pointed at Redding with a middle finger, I'm going to break your toy! Then I'll break you!

There's so much nonsense.

Redding pouted, Hurry up if you want to fight.

Go to hell, little man!

The big Russian man slapped Leiding with a slap. This big man was tall and strong, and he was full of strength. With his slap, he stirred up the wind.

Redding did not know when he took a step back, avoided his slap, and raised three fingers at the same time.

Three minutes, I will deal with you.

Damn little bug! I'm going to crush you!

The big Russian man kept slapping his hands like a big Russian bear and slapped towards Reading. But Reading was unhurried, stepping on his steps while avoiding the attack of the big Russian man.

Although this big Russian man is strong, his steps are very clumsy. Leiding can even block arrows, so how can he be afraid of him?

However, the arena was not that big after all, and there were iron nets erected around it, and Redding soon bumped into the iron nets.

Hey hey, let's see where you little bug is going!

The big Russian man laughed strangely, and grabbed Redding.

But Leiding didn't hide this time, he suddenly swung the wooden knife, like lightning, and slashed three times in a row. Two knives were cut on the arm of the big Russian man. If it was a real knife, the big man's arm would be broken. Even if it was a fake knife, the strength on it was not small, and the Russian man's arms were split to both sides.

And the last knife slashed directly on the head of the big Russian man, knocking him unconscious immediately, and fell to his knees in front of Leiding with a plop.

I overestimated you, one minute is enough.

Redding held the wooden knife and said while looking at the big Russian man lying motionless in front of him.

The audience was a little silly, what the hell is going on? Killed the killing machine Kibacha Bailey with one move?

Ahhhhh, the killing machine lost!

My money is gone! Ahhh! My money!

The wailing of the audience was horrible.

Tanlang sat on it, his veins twitching. He didn't expect that Kibacha Bailey was knocked down with one move. It seems that the boy named Leiding is really good at swordsmanship!

Mine, you go for a walk.

He told a man in a hoodie beside him.

If you lose, don't come back to see me!

I was never your subordinate.

The Hoodie said lazily, I just like fighting.

With that said, he leapt, jumped off the ring, and walked inside the barbed wire.

Another head giver?

Reading watched the man in the hoodie come up and couldn't help laughing.

You can not.

The man in the hoodie shook his finger at Redding.

The man in the hoodie was only over 1.6 meters tall, and he was a real short man. Redding really didn't take him seriously.

I will not kill nameless ghosts under my sword, but report your name.

Redding pointed his knife at the man in the hoodie and said.

Zhang Wenrui, nicknamed Landmine.

The man in the hoodie seemed to be a stuffy guy, and his speech was always short and forceful, without much nonsense.

To solve you, three minutes is enough.

As Lei Ding said, he picked up the long knife, and suddenly jumped and cut, ready to get off to a good start!

The man in the hoodie stood where he was, and made a slight gesture. Seeing that Lei Ding fell in front of him, his hands suddenly grabbed Lei Ding's wrists like lightning, and then he fell to the ground, his legs dug up, and Lei Ding's body was thrown backwards. .

boom!

Redding fell backwards and fell on the barbed wire fence behind him. He hurriedly supported the ground with one hand, jumped up again, and looked at the man in the hoodie vigilantly.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move!

The man in the hoodie fell back and let Redding understand directly. This guy has good hands and seems to be good at wrestling!

Thirty seconds.

The man in the hoodie said slowly.

Fuck, I don't believe it anymore!

Redding took the wooden knife and walked up to the man in the hoodie in small steps. The wooden knife slashed down like a storm.

Leiding's knife was so fast that even Qin Chuan himself couldn't see his knife drawing technique clearly. But the man in the hoodie was not impatient at all, his steps were steady and flexible, he stepped back a few steps, avoided Leiding's violent knives, and then saw an opportunity, and grabbed Leiding's waist past.

But Redding showed a smile. Looking at the man in the hoodie, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked him directly on the shoulder.

boom!

This time it was the turn of the man in the hoodie to slam into the iron net, and a light flashed in his eyes.

How about it, do you think you Lei Ye and I are only good at swordsmanship? Your wrestling skills are quite good, but Lei Ye is also someone who has fought several times with Zhuzi!

One minute.

The man in the hoodie just said a word, which ignited Redding's anger again.

Day, look at me, I'm going to fuck you up!

Qin Chuan shook his head below, this Leiding is good everywhere, but his temper is a bit impatient, and he is easily provoked by others.

Redding, holding the wooden knife, charged at the man in the hoodie again. But the man in the hoodie made a strange gesture, which made Qin Chuan take a second look.

After a few hands with Leiding just now, Qin Chuan feels that the man in the hoodie is very complicated. In addition to wrestling, it also mixed a series of speculations such as judo and aikido. There are also the army's small grabbing hands and so on, but when that kid uses them, they are all integrated and perfect.

Seeing him, a character from the Water Margin, the prodigal Yan Qing, would subconsciously appear in Qin Chuan's mind!

Redding seems to want to do the same trick again, but now as long as he touches the man in the hoodie, he will be thrown out by the man in the hoodie, which makes him really angry!

Damn, it's really annoying!

Redding felt that the man in the hoodie was much more difficult to deal with than the pillar, and he was a little angry when he fell!

He suddenly took a few steps back, and then stretched out his hand to Qin Chuan below, Second Master, my knife!

Qin Chuan picked up another wooden knife and pushed it to Leiding through the iron net.

Redding held the knife in both hands, staring fiercely at the man in the hoodie opposite him like a praying mantis preparing to prey.

Two minutes.

The man in the hoodie continued to play the role of the alarm clock. Redding shot his feet instantly, and his whole body approached the man in the hoodie like a cannonball, and at the same time twisted his swords!

Even the man in the hoodie didn't dare to confront Reading's sharp attack head-on. As soon as he was short, an iron bridge lay on the ground.

At the same time, he grabbed Leiding's waist with both hands, lifted him up, and then slammed him hard on the iron net in front of him.

Redding hadn't figured it out yet, and had already fallen there. The man in the hoodie took advantage of the situation and pressed directly on Lei Ding's body. He pressed his arm with one hand and put his other hand on his waist, causing Lei Ding to lose his ability to move in an instant.

Now the man in the hoodie is like an iron lock, locking Redding firmly, preventing him from moving.

Nimma, let me go if you have the guts! You bastard, you're playing tricks! What are you capable of!

Leiding was extremely aggrieved now, he was obviously superb in sword skills, but he couldn't use it in front of the man in the hoodie at all, and he was finally taken down by him! It's so hot, it's so hot!

There's a way to get up on your own.

The man in the hoodie was calm, and he didn't like Reading at all.

You villain! Don't dare to fight me head-on! What kind of hero are you!

You have a knife, Erbi.

The hooded man's counterattack made Redding even more angry. Fuck it, what kind of kung fu did this kid practice? It's so wicked that he restrained himself steadily.

Get me up, I don't need a knife, let's do it again!

stupid.

Your ancestor, you are the second pen, and your whole family is the second pen!

Whoever is below is Erbi.

Ahh! Get up!

Sorry.

The two were at a stalemate, and neither would let the other go, but it was obvious that Reading was at a disadvantage.

Qin Chuan stood beside him, clapping his hands, Ledding, come down, you lose.

Second Master, I can fight another three hundred rounds!

His kung fu just restrains you.

Qin Chuan persuaded, You are already very strong, so replace me.

All right……