C426 You Deserve It
C426 You Deserve It
Seeing the mocking smile on Chen Junlin's face, Lee Zichen was so angry that he couldn't help but nod his head.
"Alright, since you are similar, then I will fulfill your wish. Just you wait to bear my anger!"
As he spoke, Lee Zichen looked at the people he brought behind him and let one of the middle-aged men walk out.
As soon as the middle-aged man came out, he revealed a smile, "Young Master, do you think I'm going to attack directly?"
Lee Zichen smiled coldly and nodded. "Be quick. Don't let me see him again!"
As he spoke, Lee Zichen walked to the side. He sat on the sofa in the lobby of the hotel and slowly poured himself a cup of tea. Then, he prepared to watch a good show.
The middle-aged man glanced at Chen Junlin with disdain and clenched his fists.
"Kid, how dare you provoke Young Master Lee? This is the most unwise choice you have ever made!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man deliberately showed Chen Junlin his thick and hard fists. His fists kept hitting each other.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Huo, and I am a top level martial artist. However, what I am most famous for is not my top level martial arts, but my invincible fists. I have tried before, my strongest combat strength can defeat more than ten special forces soldiers with a pair of fists..."
When everyone heard the middle-aged man's self-introduction, they could not help but be stunned.
"Did he say that he is Huo? Was it the world's first-class boxing champion, the big fire?"
"My God! I heard that he is a world-renowned iron fist. I heard that as long as he punches, no matter where he punches, his internal organs will be shattered..."
"Chen Junlin is definitely going to die this time. Do you know? "I heard that his most glorious battle record was twenty matches in a single day. Every match was fought by a top ranked martial artist..."
When the middle-aged man heard the people around him being surprised by his identity, he couldn't help but laugh, "Did you hear that? I'll make it clear in advance that there are no living people under my command. Otherwise, if we start fighting later, I will not show mercy..."
Chen Junlin looked at the middle-aged man with disdain. If you want to fight, then fight. Where did you get so much nonsense from?"
When everyone saw Chen Junlin's attitude, they all felt that Chen Junlin was overestimating himself.
"I heard that the fire never fights for people. He only plays for fun. Young Master Lee actually invited the fire. This royal family is really extraordinary..."
"Yeah! Chen Junlin really doesn't know what's good for him. If this big fire punches down, he will probably lose half of his head. He can actually be so arrogant. Let's see if he will be mocked by the underground ghosts when he becomes a dead man."
Lee Zichen suddenly laughed when he heard everyone's words. He refilled the cup of tea he had just drunk and took a light sip. He could not help but frown.
"Hey! Why haven't you started yet?! The tea is already cold..."
Lee Zichen waved at the people around him. "Go, get me a cup of cat poop coffee. No sugar, no milk. I'll give you two minutes..."
Lee Zichen's men flew out as soon as they heard Lee Zichen's order.
Lee Zichen smiled. He invited the Fist King Huo Huo. "Since the brat is not afraid of death, let's do it. Didn't I say so? Be quick and give him a quick death! Even if I thank him for being so arrogant and teasing me, I will reward him! "
When Huo heard Lee Zichen's order, he nodded with a smile on his face. He raised his fist and rushed towards Chen Junlin.
After saying that, Lee Zichen couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Chen Junlin, don't you regret what you did to me just now? "But it's too late. Just wait for your death!"
Lee Zichen lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
Before Lee Zichen could finish his tea, the Fist King's Fire had already arrived in front of Chen Junlin. Lee Zichen wanted to cheer for the Fist King, but he did not expect the Fist King's Fire to let out a painful cry as soon as his fists touched Chen Junlin's body.
Lee Zichen had just taken a sip of tea when he heard the Fist King's cry. He was so surprised that his eyes widened.
The Fist King's hands had already softened. The Fist King, who weighed almost two hundred pounds, jumped on the ground in pain.
"What's going on? What's wrong with the Fist King Fire?"
"I don't know, but his hand... seems to be broken..."
"It's not broken at all, is it? That should be the result of his bones shattering. Look at his entire hand, it's no longer the shape of his hand, it's just like a pile of mud..."
Lee Zichen's mouth was wide open in shock. He could not believe his eyes.
Chen Junlin looked at the painful Fist King in contempt and shook his head.
"Fire? Your master is called Fire Fist, right? Humph, even your master wouldn't dare to shout at me like that, you? Humph! "You overestimate yourself!"
Chen Junlin looked at the Fist King with disdain. He kicked the Fist King, who was still jumping around, in front of Lee Zichen.
When he heard Chen Junlin's cold snort, his head was covered in sweat. His face finally turned ugly. He had always believed that he was the Iron Fist and Sand Palm, but he did not expect that his fist would not work on Chen Junlin at all. That man seemed to be made of iron.
Everyone was stunned by the sudden collapse of the fire. Each and every one of them could not believe their eyes.
"Why did the Fist King, Fire, fall before he even made a move?"
Lee Zichen was furious when he saw the Fist King's defeat. With a bang, he threw the cup on the table and kicked the Fist King away from his eyes.
"Trash, look at how confident you are. I thought you could be so powerful! In the end, I have to do it myself!"
Lee Zichen, who was in great pain, could not even defend himself. She wanted to advise Lee Zichen not to attack so easily, but Lee Zichen was even angrier when he saw the Fist King.
"Useless thing. What are you looking at? If you want to die on the side, don't f * cking affect my mood!"
After saying that, Lee Zichen looked angrily at Chen Junlin. "Do you think you are very powerful? Today, I will let you experience it and see if I don't kill you!"
As Lee Zichen spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and approached Chen Junlin step by step.
Chen Junlin looked at Lee Zichen and smiled contemptuously. "Since you are here to die, I will fulfill your wish!"
When Lee Zichen heard Chen Junlin's words, he immediately ran towards Chen Junlin and threw a punch at him.
Chen Junlin calmly waited for Lee Zichen to arrive in front of him. Then, he kicked Lee Zichen and sent him flying to the Fist King's side.
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Lee Zichen clutched his chest in pain.
It was only now that he clearly felt Chen Junlin's terror. The fear in his heart for Chen Junlin could not help but rise.