Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

AI generates new generations of evil gangs

"Honey, be careful!" Zhou Mengyao was extremely nervous.

"Mengyao, stay away!"

Lin Lang clenched his fists so hard that they made a crackling sound and rushed into the chaotic crowd like a ghost. He immediately used a self-sacrificing kick, knocking a thug who rushed up to him to the ground. He then punched him again, knocking out several of the thug's front teeth.

"Brothers, come on, beat this bastard to death!"

Lin Lang dodged the attack nimbly. He turned around and kicked down a knife-wielding thug, then followed up with a whirlwind kick, knocking down another fat and strong thug.

Because the other side had more people and more power, and almost all of them were attacking with weapons, Lin Lang sometimes dodged sideways and sometimes lowered his head to avoid them. One of the pickaxe handles was not dodged in time and fell on Lin Lang's back, breaking the pickaxe handle. Zhou Mengyao felt very distressed when she saw it.

Lin Lang roared like a tiger or a dragon, turned around and threw a Liang Yi Elbow with all his might, knocking the thug holding the pickaxe handle to the ground. The thug wanted to get up and continue fighting, but was shocked to find that three of his ribs were broken by Lin Lang, and he instantly lost his combat effectiveness.

"What the hell!" Jiadai was completely stunned. He didn't expect that Lin Lang was a practitioner of Bajiquan.

Then, Lin Lang was seen using offense as defense. He seized the opportunity, rushed forward suddenly, and kicked several thugs to the ground with a series of kicks.

At this moment, Lin Lang suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him. Without time to think, he turned around and kicked sideways, kicking a gangster who was slashing at him with a knife more than three meters away, and the gangster fell miserably at Jiadai's feet.

The knife-wielding thug who was tragically knocked away by Lin Lang's side kick fell to the ground, holding his stomach and gasping for breath in pain. He instantly broke out in a sweat and couldn't get up at all.

"Oh shit!"

"Who is this grandson? How can he be so good at fighting?" Jiadai was so shocked that his scalp went numb.

At the same time, Lin Lang took a step sideways and kicked a gangster in the hip. The gangster was knocked to the ground by Lin Lang, his face distorted in pain.

Lin Lang blocked a blow from a club with his arm, then rushed close and suddenly delivered an elbow to the opponent's center, knocking him to the ground. The opponent covered his chest with his hands, his face turned pale in pain, and he was almost sent to hell by Lin Lang.

"Fuck!"

"Brother, kill him!"

Sticks and iron pipes were swinging and hitting Lin Lang like raindrops.

Lin Lang used all his strength to perform a high sweep kick, knocking down four thugs holding sticks.

After landing, Lin Lang immediately followed up with a sweeping kick, knocking down several armed thugs. Then Lin Lang turned around and kicked a knife-wielding thug to the ground.

Seeing Lin Lang being so brave, Jiadai's younger brothers couldn't help but feel timid.

When someone can't win, some people try to play dirty. A gangster with shifty eyes approached Zhou Mengyao with a dagger in his hand.

Lin Lang, who was caught in a fierce fight in the chaotic crowd, used his [Super Hearing] echolocation function to scan that a gangster was approaching Zhou Mengyao with malicious intent.

So, Lin Lang hurriedly launched a set of fierce combos, using Brazilian kick + fatal elbow + high sweep kick + Muay Thai flying knee, a set of smooth and fierce small combos, knocking down the thugs who were close to Lin Lang to the ground one after another.

Then, Lin Lang took a running start and threw a double flying knee into the air, knocking down the thug who was holding a dagger and deliberately approaching Zhou Mengyao. The thug fell to the ground screaming in pain, and the other party was in so much pain that he doubted his life.

Because Lin Lang used the acceleration of the running start, the instantaneous jumping power, and the explosive power of raising his knees, this running start and double flying knees generated an impact force of 1800 kilograms.

Therefore, the gangster who was hit by Lin Lang's flying knee will remember Lin Lang for the rest of his life and will never forget the beating.

"Uh..." Zhou Mengyao was completely stunned.

Lin Lang was chasing and beating up dozens of armed thugs alone. This blood-boiling scene was so exciting that it made Zhou Mengyao's adrenaline surge. It was even more exciting than winning the car racing competition.

At the same time, a group of armed thugs chased up, waving sticks and machetes, and ruthlessly attacked Lin Lang and Zhou Mengyao.

"Honey, be careful!" Zhou Mengyao was frightened and warned in a startled voice.

At this moment, Lin Lang's eyes were full of determination and resoluteness. He held Zhou Mengyao tightly, as if she was everything in his life.

Lin Lang raised his arms and roared, his voice was like thunder, shaking the people around him and making them tremble.

Lin Lang's roar was like a ferocious lion pouncing on a group of spotted hyenas, with endless majesty and domineering.

Lin Lang moved flexibly among the crowd, and every strike was a fatal blow. His fists were as hard as steel, and every punch was powerful, making people feel a strong force.

Lin Lang's movements were so swift and powerful that the gang of thugs were unable to resist.

At this moment, Lin Lang seemed to have transformed into an invincible god of war, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.

Facing such a brave Lin Lang, Jiadai's brothers were simply unable to resist his attack. One after another, the hooligans were knocked to the ground by Lin Lang, groaning in pain.

However, Lin Lang did not stop his attack. He continued to rush towards Jiadai with his iron fist, with a domineering and arrogant light flashing in his eyes.

Jia Dai's face turned very ugly. He didn't expect Lin Lang to be so good at fighting. What he thought could be easily solved has now become so difficult.

Watching Lin Lang approaching step by step, Jiadai couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Evil comes from the courage, and anger comes from the heart.

Jia Dai, who was standing in the distance supervising the battle, stared at Lin Lang with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and immediately offered a reward: "Brothers, come on, whoever can cripple this Hai Lao, I will give him a fucking reward of 200,000!"

As the saying goes, there will always be brave men when there is a big reward. When Jiadai's younger brothers heard that they could get a reward of 200,000 yuan if they crippled Lin Lang, they all went crazy and attacked Lin Lang with weapons.

Lin Lang was not afraid at all. He dodged the oncoming knife and grabbed the man's wrist. He twisted it hard and the knife fell to the ground.

Lin Lang kicked the man away and at the same time grabbed an iron pipe and swung it wildly to fend off the armed attacks from many of his younger brothers.

Lin Lang blocked left and attacked right, with the iron pipe in his hand flying up and down. Wherever he went, the enemies were hit by the iron pipe in Lin Lang's hand. Some of them had their arms broken, while others had their heads broken and bleeding.

Seeing this, the thugs who were outnumbered attacked even more frantically.

Lin Lang was surrounded by enemies, but he showed no fear. His moves were fierce, and each of his attacks was as powerful as thunder. The weapons of the gangsters were useless in front of him.

Lin Lang shuttled among the gangsters like a gust of wind. The iron pipe in his hand turned into phantoms, and gangsters kept falling down.

Zhou Mengyao watched nervously from the side, her heart beating wildly, and she was worried about Lin Lang.

The battle entered a white-hot stage. Lin Lang shouted loudly, his aura surged, and he swung the iron pipe in his hand violently, repelling several gangsters who were rushing in the front at the same time.

Suddenly, Lin Lang seized an opportunity and angrily threw the iron pipe in his hand at Jiadai who was standing in the distance supervising the battle. Jiadai was hit on the head by the iron pipe because he could not dodge in time. Blood immediately flowed down his cheek.

"Fuck!"

Jiadai covered his head which was smashed by the iron pipe thrown by Lin Lang, and his head was buzzing with pain. He never thought that Lin Lang would throw the iron pipe in his hand away and hit him on the head.

"Oh shit!"

"Isn't this a sudden disaster?!"

Jiadai, who was furious, gritted his teeth, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, he raised the baseball bat in rage and smashed it towards Lin Lang.

Lin Lang did not dodge or avoid, but raised his arm to block the blow from Jia Dai's baseball bat, and kicked Jia Dai to the ground, humiliating him with contempt: "You are used to picking on weak people, but today you hit a wall, didn't you?"

Jia Dai climbed up from the ground with great pain, holding his bleeding head and yelled, "Come on! Kill him!"

Jiadai's younger brothers rushed forward again, holding sticks and machetes to protect Jiadai, and once again started a group fight with Lin Lang.

Lin Lang fought alone against many people, but gradually gained the upper hand. His skills were agile and fierce, and his moves were swift and invincible, making Jiadai's brothers complain bitterly.

"Brothers, kill him!"

Lin Lang dodged a sneak attack by one man by leaning sideways, snatched the opponent's machete with his backhand, and swung it forward, cutting the clothes of a gangster and causing blood to seep out.

Seeing this, the other thugs retreated a little, but a few thugs who didn't believe in evil continued to attack Lin Lang with weapons. Without exception, they were all wounded by Lin Lang's knife and bled.

"Fuck!"

"This grandson is too fucking cruel, Boss, shall we retreat quickly?!"

Dozens of thugs were beaten by Lin Lang and fell to the ground outside the bar. The screams of the brothers were endless, and the sound of them intertwined together was so miserable.

There were less than ten thugs left. After seeing Lin Lang wielding a knife to fight back and injuring several people in succession, Jiadai's younger brothers finally gave in and began to retreat cowardly instinctively.

But Jiadai was still shouting in defiance, yelling at his men not to be scared and to come together and cripple Lin Lang.

It’s a pity that Jiadai’s younger brothers were all frightened by Lin Lang. They were like a group of spotted hyenas fearing a mighty and brutal lion. No one dared to step forward and seek trouble.

"If you're brave enough, come and fight me yourself!" Lin Lang, with a machete in his hand, was filled with murderous intent. He walked towards Jiadai step by step, with a strong aura and a full sense of oppression.

"Uh..." Shocked to see that all his subordinates had become cowardly, Jiadai retreated back in fear.

Lin Lang suddenly rushed forward and slashed at Jia Dai with a knife. Because Lin Lang was too fast, he rushed to Jia Dai with a knife in the blink of an eye.

"Dangdang..."

Jiadai was forced to swing a baseball bat to block Lin Lang's machete. His hands became numb from the shock of Lin Lang's attack, and he did not hold the baseball bat tightly in his hand, so he was blown away by Lin Lang's attack.

"What the hell..." Jiadai was shocked.

Then, Lin Lang, whose eyes were red with anger, slashed at Jiadai's head with a knife, which frightened Jiadai so much that he gasped and thought to himself, "I'm dead this time..."