Almighty Shenhao: The strongest street stall system

A dozen or so people suddenly came out of the door, drew bright machetes from their waists, and aimed at Lin Li.

Those bodyguards all looked fierce with swollen faces. Fortunately, they were Lin Li. If it was Su Li, he might be scared to pee by these people.

"Lin Li, don't blame me. You are the one who insisted on going against me because you didn't eat or drink a toast. I have no choice but to make such a bad move. I advise you to be obedient and sign the contract!"

Park Jung-eun walked up to Lin Li and picked up a contract from the table, which was a statement of withdrawal from the finals.

"What if I don't sign it?"

Since he couldn't leave, Lin Li decided not to leave. He returned to the sofa and sat down again, as if he didn't pay attention to these bodyguards.

"I advise you to be more aware of current affairs. If you don't sign, these people will cut off your hands and make you disabled and unable to play games anymore. You should think carefully about it."

Park Jong-un felt that Lin Li was settled, so he handed the contract to Lin Li again, and took out the pen in his arms and handed it to him.

"Do you have any cigarettes?" Lin Li didn't sign, but asked Park Zheng-en for cigarettes.

Thinking that Lin Li was going to compromise, Park Zhengen took out a cigar from the table, Lin Li put it in his mouth, and motioned Park Zhengen to light his cigarette.

In order for Lin Li to withdraw from the competition, Park Zhengen held his nose and accepted it.

Lin Li took a sip. "This cigar is not bad, from Cuba? It's a pity, I don't like cigars very much, and I haven't been able to appreciate them."

"Don't talk nonsense, to sign or not to sign?"

"Of course not."

"you wanna die!"

"Hehe, I said Young Master Pu, what do you think this little person can do to me? It's not like you haven't seen what kind of ability I have. You want to use these people to trap me? I advise you to save yourself."

Lin Li had shown off his ability to split bullets with a knife in front of Park Jung-eun.

Whether it's real ability or coincidence, in Park Zheng-en's eyes, Lin Li is a person with real ability, at least not an ordinary person.

"Do you think these people are just random bodyguards? Let me tell you, because I know you are strong, so my group of bodyguards are all carefully selected from our country. Each of them is a black belt in Taekwondo. Do you know Taekwondo? The quintessence of our country, how about it, are you afraid now?"

When Park Jung-eun spoke, he gave the bodyguard a wink, and the bodyguard immediately understood.

He jumped out in one step, walked in front of Lin Li, and slammed his big hand on the table in front of him.

The delicate glass top shatters in an instant.

It can be seen how strong this man's hand is.

Seeing his beloved table being smashed into pieces by the bodyguards, Park Jung-eun felt a little pained, but now is not the time to feel distressed, and the performance of the bodyguards made him very satisfied.

"How is it? Are you convinced now? I'll say it again for the last time, sign quickly, I won't embarrass you, if you don't obey, my group of bodyguards are not as easy to talk to as I am!"

"Sick man of East Asia, hurry up and sign, or I will break your dog legs."

The bodyguard spoke triumphantly in Chinese with a Bangzi accent.

Originally, Lin Li was not so angry, but when he heard the bodyguard say the sick man of East Asia, he immediately exploded.

A joke, of course it is true that a weak country was bullied and ridiculed by the big powers to be the sick man of East Asia, but your Bangzi country was a vassal of China at that time. Although you are doing well now, you are still a vassal of the beautiful country. You have never even had the most basic sovereignty.

He even told himself what the sick man of East Asia was.

Lin Li directly punched the bodyguard on the right arm.

There was a click, and there was a crisp bone cracking sound. The bodyguard who was still in a daze didn't know what happened. Lin Li made another move, grabbed his other arm, and directly twisted it off.

In an instant, a black belt in taekwondo was instantly killed by Lin Li.

Park Jong-un was stunned. He looked at the bodyguard who was rolling on the ground in pain, and shouted to the rest.

"What are you still doing in a daze, give it to me!"

Bangziguo loves to act aggressively, so seeing their proud taekwondo being directly practiced by Lin Li, they couldn't bear it. More than a dozen bodyguards swarmed up to teach Lin Li a lesson.

Unexpectedly, instead of teaching Lin Li a lesson, he was caught and beaten by Lin Li instead.

In less than a minute, more than a dozen people were beaten by Lin Li and couldn't get up. Lin Li showed no mercy to this group of sticks who dared to show off their power in front of him, and they all beat them hard.

The group of people who fell down either had broken arms or broken legs, and they would no longer be able to live a normal life without recuperating for a few months.

"This is your Taekwondo? Is it a joke?"

After the beating, Lin Li still taunted him.

"This..." Park Jong-un had already overestimated Lin Li's strength, but he still underestimated him in the end.

Looking at the embarrassing situation in front of him, he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Ding, congratulations on your top taekwondo skills." The system prompt sounded.

As soon as Lin Li finished cursing taekwondo, the system gave him top-notch taekwondo skills, which somewhat embarrassed Lin Li.

The bodyguards knelt on the ground one by one and begged for mercy.

"Grandpa, please forgive me. We are the sick men of East Asia. We are the sick men of East Asia. You are so mighty, like a magic pestle from the sky. You are really the god of Tai Sui in the world. You don't remember the faults of villains, please forgive us!"

The bodyguard begged for mercy, and Park Jung-eun panicked even more. He quietly wanted to escape, but Lin Li grabbed him.

"Want to run?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Young Master Lin, you see, I just found this group of trash to test your kung fu, so don't take it seriously."

It's really faster than flipping a book.

Seeing that he couldn't run away, Park Jung-eun went from uncle to grandson.

"Hehe, misunderstanding? I'm not a person who likes to be misunderstood."

There was killing intent in Lin Li's eyes, and Park Jung-eun trembled with fright. If Lin Li made her lose her arms and legs, she would be in big trouble.

"What on earth do you want to do? Let me tell you. I am the young master of a chaebol. If you dare to do anything to me, my father will definitely not let you go!"

"Hehe, then I won't even let your father off. Don't threaten me with the old man. We will settle our affairs by ourselves. Come on, give me the contract!"

Lin Li took out the contract and handed it to Park Jung-eun.

"Don't even think about it, you dare to insult me ​​like this, be careful, I will let my father beat you, it hurts."

Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Li punched him in the face, and immediately the kid had panda eyes.

"What are you talking about, louder, I can't hear you?"

Lin Li covered his ears with one hand, using it as an amplifier.

"I said, I eat, I eat!"

Only those who had been beaten knew how painful Lin Li's fist was hitting his body. Afraid of continuing to be beaten, Young Master Pu grabbed the contract and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it in a hurry.

"Look, it's over!"

Seeing his cowardly look, Lin Li felt bored and strode away.