Chapter: 672

With an exclamation, everyone was shocked.

Zhang Qian said anxiously: "How is it possible?"

"Muay Thai fighters are very capable of fighting and fighting!"

"How could you die all at once?"

At this time, Huo Dong had already ran over.

He looked at lying on the ground, Qiqiao was bleeding to check, then checked again, his complexion changed suddenly.

"Master Zhao, he is really dead!"

"Almost all bones are broken!"

"The internal organs are probably broken, otherwise, there will be no bleeding!"

Huo Dong exclaimed.

This time, the audience was in an uproar.

Someone said that Chaguai was dead, but they thought it was a mistake.

Now that Huo Dong personally checks it, it must be false.

Everyone looked at Lin Mo on the ring in shock. Who could imagine that this seemingly ordinary Lin Mo had such terrifying strength.

Below the ring, Li Dunwen and Li Ruowu were all pale.

Especially Li Ruowu, he completely understood this, that Lin Mo had just shot him just now because his subordinates were merciful.

Otherwise, his old bones may be broken up directly!

Lin Zhao's eyes were clear, and he looked at Lin Mo on the ring in surprise.

After a while, he whispered: "Bajiquan, stick to the mountain!"

"This young man knows both Wing Chun and Baji. How does he practice?"

He Qianxue was overjoyed, and quickly said, "God, did Lin Mo win?"

"Don't you need to fight anymore?"

"Can this magic weapon be given to Lin Mo?"

Lin Zhao nodded slowly.

This is the rule of Wuzhai, the winner is determined in the arena.

If you can win, no one can say anything!

Although Lu Zhongze didn't take a shot, all he has now is just fortunate.

Fortunately, the people on my side are not in the ring, otherwise, wouldn't it be death alone!

Moreover, it seems that Lin Mo is really not easy now.

It's better not to provoke such a character!

As for Zhao Ya and others in the distance, they were completely dumbfounded.

They thought that Lin Mo was dead, who could have imagined that it would be like this.

Huang Yongwen trembled: "This... how is this possible?"

"Knocked people to death all at once, is this a fake punch?"

Yuan Feng cursed, "You fucking brain kicked by a donkey?"

"Who have you ever seen to fight a fake punch with his life?"

"Also, did you see it just now?"

"This kid was knocked out, the rope outside was broken, he flew out more than ten meters, and slid so far on the ground."

"It's even scarier than a truck crashing into it!"

Zhao Ya looked at Morun: "This... is this something human can do?"

Moran was about to collapse at this moment: "This is impossible at all!"

"How can this be?"

"How can one knock another so far?"

"I... I've never heard of it, even Tyson can't do it!"

Zhao Ya was silent immediately.

She understood now, Lin Mo, really no ordinary person!

In the end, no one entered the ring again, and this pill furnace was returned to Lin Mo.

At the end of the auction, He Qianxue happily ran over, holding Lin Mo's arm and not letting go.

Lin Mo also had no choice but to let her go.

Just now, this little Nizi was terribly scared.

After a while, Huo Dong found Lin Mo and asked him to pay later.

When he got to the back, Lin Zhao was sitting in the living room.

Beside him, there is a fat man, smiling ho ho, like a smiling Buddha.

Seeing Lin Mo, Lin Zhao showed respect for the first time and stood up accordingly.

"Brother Lin, the poster Shankao just now is not easy!"

Lin Mo smiled and nodded, after a few greetings, Lin Zhao introduced the fat man to Lin Mo.

"His name is Fatty Feng, and he is the seller of that magic weapon."

"Our final auction price was 190 million, but Fatty Feng wants to make you a friend."

"So, he said, you only need to pay 150 million!" JrNovels.com