The Flash Knight

Chapter 59 If you start fighting, this will be another pretentious routine
"Well done, boy from the east, don't subdue them with violence, but choose civilized arm wrestling to subdue them. Your noble character is admirable. No matter you win or lose, I support you."

An elderly onlooker sticks a cane and shouts in support of Lin Li's behavior. In his life experience, violence has caused too much destruction and death, grief and anger, hatred and jealousy. Lin Li's behavior is quite similar. Compared with fighting directly, the anger, hatred, destruction, or death caused by each injury is much more civilized, so the old man praised him without hesitation.

"What, arm wrestling? The Chinese Kung Fu that you agreed to fight ten times?"

"Oh NO, please, hit me to the flesh, I want to see the power of Chinese Kung Fu."

"Chinese kung fu arm wrestling? Are you kidding me?"

Some young people are dissatisfied with this result. A dripping and powerful battle is what they desire. Excitement, death, and destruction are the themes of young people. Arm wrestling is not as good as direct fighting.

These young people who want to watch blockbuster movies are taught by the elders around them without hesitation. They have experienced more, and they know the consequences and disasters brought about by violence. A dispute is a good solution.

On the red plastic table with the Coca-Cola logo, the table was dry with some dust and dead leaves. Lin Li swept the chair clean with his arm, and then Hengdao sat there immediately, with his right elbow on the table. A strong man with a broad waist.

"Ten people, you, whoever comes first."

Jets and the others looked at each other in blank dismay. None of them thought that Lin Li's small arm was really that weak, but anyone who had seen Lin Li smash a basketball, and Lin Li's fearless, calm and calm demeanor, no one would Dare to underestimate.

Although this arm looks so weak compared to each of them.

In the end, a black man with a relatively upper-middle build among the ten people sat in front of him.

The black man was sweating profusely, his muscles were knotted, and his size 7 basketball uniform was rumbling.

Lin Li's hand was held, and the big sweaty hand wrapped his hand, only the fingertips were visible.

Started by Jets yelling.

"Three, two, one!"

From the very beginning, the scene became hot instantly, and the voices of cheering from the crowd were endless.

"Come on, black number 7."

"Use your strength, use your breastfeeding strength, and defeat the boy from the East!"

"Chinese Kungfu Come on..."

After the start, within 1 or 2 seconds, black man No. 7 choked up his strength, wrinkled veins appeared on his face and arms, swimming horribly, and more sweat came out of his pores.

In the 3rd second, the No. 7 black man began to tremble, the strength was limited to the trembling, and his right hand was even fouled against the bottom of the table.

Lin Li didn't pay attention to it, his hands were stuck there like steel, motionless, and even his face and arms were very calm and calm, which was in sharp contrast to the appearance of No. 7 black man, who was dripping with sweat and bursting out with blue veins.

Lin Li saw that it was almost done, and gave the black man enough time to show his strength, so he exerted a little force with his hand.

"One" 'Bang' No. 7 Negro was completely defeated.

"Two" 'Bang' 3 whites are down.

The "Three" 'Bang' No. 5 whites are a complete loser.

"Four" 'Bang' No. 4 Negro was completely defeated.

"Five" 'Bang' No. 9 Negroes utterly defeated.

At this time, Lin Li could no longer count. This right was snatched away by the onlookers. They blushed, as if they were fighting, and shouted in unison with excitement.

"Six" 'Bang' No. 8 whites are down.

The voice became louder and louder, and every strong man who wrestled with Lin Li was completely defeated within three seconds of appearing on the stage, arousing the enthusiasm of the crowd.

"Seven," 'Bang' Black No. 6 was completely defeated.

The young crowd stared wide-eyed and exhaled exciting numbers.

"Eight" 'Bang' No. 8 whites are down.

The hearts of the onlookers were beating violently, they couldn't control them, and their blood was surging, wishing that this was themselves, and they could fight against the crowd by one.

"Nine" 'Bang' No. 2 whites are down.

Jets, who was left with the No. 1 jersey, stared wide-eyed, watching a tall, burly, sturdy, strong and powerful man being knocked down by that small arm.

If you haven't tried it, you can't understand this gap at all. Watching people who are much stronger than Lin Li being defeated, this difference, the contrast, is hard to believe.

Before the competition, he also thought that it would be a difficult battle, after all, the opponent could crush a basketball.

But the special code is instant kill, massacre, massacre, and there is no power to resist. If the enemy didn't deliberately exert force after three seconds, he would have lost from the beginning.

But even if he loses, he still has to try this powerful power.

In the warm and enthusiastic atmosphere of the crowd of onlookers.

He solemnly held Lin Li's right hand.

Just at the beginning, a question appeared in his mind.

Am I bringing down the pillars of the earth?

three seconds.

The onlookers stared at the phone timer and the two of them closely, looking back and forth nervously.

"Ten" 'bang' No. 1 white, Jets all over.

When the time came, as they expected, ten people were completely defeated.

The onlookers screamed loudly, yelled and roared with excitement, and punched the sky with their tightly clenched hands.

"You are really amazing, super powerful."

"You are super super super super powerful, I adore you..."

"Chinese Kung Fu is amazing. I want to go to a Chinese university and learn Chinese Kung Fu..."

"Your strength and character conquer anyone. Welcome to America, amazing Oriental."

"I'm going to find a Chinese boyfriend, it's so cool..."'

The onlookers were obviously over-excited, and some even saw that Lin Li was going to take a Chinese university entrance exam, traveled to China, and even asked for Lin Li's contact information. Of course, they were rejected.

In the noisy park, it lasted for a while before it stopped. This scene really made Americans who worship individual heroism unable to extricate themselves.

When Lin Li stood in front of the ten people in Jeters, the noise around him gradually subsided, and he watched the final result quietly.

At this moment, nine people lined up behind Jetes, and Jetes stood in front, facing Lin Li.

He was solemn, with a serious face, without the previous playful laughter.

He bent down and bowed to Lin Li, a 90-degree bow.

He said sincerely and solemnly: "I apologize for what I said to you, I sincerely apologize, there is no falsehood, I admire you, I admire your character, you have strong force and did not commit violence, but turned around and told us, respect Every person, every race, every nation."

"Sorry, I shouldn't have insulted you, insulted your country."

Jets bowed and roared.

Behind him, the nine people also roared hoarsely.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have insulted you, insulted your country."

The sparrows were silent.

One minute later, Lin Li said: "Get up, one minute is up, I hope you will also know how to respect other Chinese, not just me."

There was warm applause at the scene, and the applause gave Lin Li great strength, the respect he won for himself and his country, not to mention whether they would respect other Chinese, but when they wanted to insult a Chinese, If he will remember what happened today, then it will be possible to stop the insulting words in his mouth. This is what Lin Li can do. It cannot change his mind, but it can remind him.

The applause was also given to Jeters for his sincere admission of mistakes. From the beginning to the end, he admitted his mistakes very seriously. He never thought of denying or running away, but confronted his mistakes head-on.

Most of the onlookers looked at Lin Li and Jeters with admiration.

After Lin Li finished speaking, he turned and left.

Jets said to Lin Li's back: "I will, thank you, you taught me respect."

"May I be your friend? I'm Jets of Jeep Jotun Street."

Lin Li ignored it, leaving everyone a back view, and left the park.

(End of this chapter)