Mad dogs also need a certain amount of strength to be able to bite anyone they see.
I grew up in the yard.
He was also involved in the army, so exercise was indispensable.
The power he burst out in an instant was terrifying...
Like iron pliers.
Keep squeezing your palms.
And seeing that Zhou Xing didn't respond, his strength was still increasing.
For an ordinary person, the pain would have been unbearable and the body would have bent down.
Zhou Xing sneered.
It's a pity that...he found the wrong person.
After genetic optimization, his physical fitness has already reached the limit of human beings. No matter how hard he trains, he will never be as perfect as him.
Work hard.
Zhou Xing has never been afraid of this.
I really thought he was a soft persimmon who could be kneaded at will.
Surging strength.
pouring out at this moment.
Zhou Xing's palm began to exert force, and he counterattacked instantly... Lin Xuewen's strength seemed insignificant in front of this, not worth mentioning at all.
Lin Xuewen felt Zhou Xing's strength, his expression changed slightly, he gritted his teeth and was about to exert his strength, ready to go all out.
But he was shocked to find out.
His strength, in front of Zhou Xing, was instantly dissolved like a flood breaking down a river embankment.
Instead, it was his right hand, the bones made an overwhelming creaking sound, and heartbreaking pain burst out.
Fingers and hearts!
This is no joke, even if he is a mad dog, when he was a child, he faced the lessons from his family and refused to let go.
In the army, you develop your iron will.
But as long as he is a human being, he will have weaknesses. Such pain made his whole face instantly distorted, becoming congested and red.
Extremely painful.
His body began to tremble, and cold sweat continued to flow down. He struggled to raise his head, but found Zhou Xing looking at him with a calm face.
Lin Xuewen immediately knew that he had underestimated Zhou Xing. This man looked thin, but he had strength that did not match him.
Even if I try my best, I can't break free, just like the monkey trapped under the Wuzhi Mountain by the Tathagata.
Unable to move.
Zhou Xing looked at Lin Xuewen playfully, this guy... indeed had some tricks up his sleeve, and he actually managed not to make a sound under such circumstances.
However, Lin Xuewen's limit has been reached, and he has just begun.
Zhou Xing added a little more strength.
This ray of strength became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Lin Xuewen couldn't bear it anymore, and a heavy cold sweat flowed from his forehead.
Lin Xuewen let out a scream, and then took it back. His eyes were red, veins popped up on his forehead, and he glared at Zhou Xing: "Let go."
Zhou Xing sneered, let go of his hand, and looked at him indifferently: "Aren't you holding my hand all the time and not letting go, why is it like this again now?"
Lin Xuewen felt Zhou Xing's hand let go, and his whole body relaxed instantly. He kept hissing in his mouth, grinning and gasping for air.
I shook my right hand, but the pain still hadn't dissipated. When I lowered my head, I saw that it was already somewhat red, swollen, and even white.
Zhou Xing stood there, unmoved.
His identity is obvious to all, and he is considered an extremely precious existence throughout China.
Lin Xuewen went straight to himself.
First, he ridiculed him in front of the public, and labeled him as unfilial, just to make him lose face.
Forget it... But Lin Xuewen wanted to rely on his own physical strength to force Zhou Xing to make a fool of himself in front of everyone.
If Zhou Xing had not been genetically optimized, he would have capsized in the gutter, unable to bear the pain, screaming in public, and even curling up uncontrollably.
Needless to say.
Even if Zhou Dingshan comes forward in the end, his reputation will be completely ruined and he will become a laughing stock in the entire Kyoto.
This is no longer as simple as a small show of force, but an extremely vicious intention.
Zhou Xing would naturally not hold back.
After a while, Lin Xuewen came to his senses and looked at Zhou Xing in shock: "I didn't expect... I actually underestimated you. With such strength and being Mr. Zhou's grandson, why don't you think about it carefully?"
Mr. Zhou seeks glory."
"I hang out with people like Xiao Wang every day."
"Oh... I almost forgot, you are quite high-profile in Shanghai. You are live broadcasting in public, and you have a meager account. The number of fans is about to exceed 100 million. Xiao Wang is just talking about Internet celebrities. You just opened a website.
The red companies are even worse."
Lin Xuewen waved his hand again calmly: "Birds of a feather flock together, and people fall into groups. But with my good intentions, I persuaded the wrong person."
The reason why he is called Mad Dog.
Even if you refuse to accept the fight... If you suffer a loss this time, you have to retaliate on the spot. Even if you are covered with bruises, you have to bite off a piece of the opponent's flesh.
Otherwise, it will be like a dog-skin plaster sticking to the other person until you vent your anger.
Zhou Xing's status is high.
But he is not inferior. As long as he is not seriously injured, it is not a big problem. He can be at home with him.
Others are afraid of him, but he is not afraid.
Zhou Xing did not reply to Lin Xuewen at all, but waved to the waiter not far away. After a while, a handsome-looking waiter handed him a hot towel.
Zhou Xing spread out his right hand and wiped it carefully with a hot towel.
Lin Xuewen saw this scene.
There was a slight gloominess in his eyes.
"Ah………"
Zhou Xing casually threw the towel on the ground, looked at Lin Xuewen, and sneered: "Are you pretending to be your mother?"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone in the restaurant was stunned, even Lin Xuewen was stunned.
It's like they are at their level.
I can also say swear words...and my quality is not that high, but these are only for jokes.
When both parties have equal status, unless they are fighting to the death, it is impossible for them to utter dirty words.
Everyone is out there, just trying to save face.
Even if they are in a row, they all put themselves into battle to see who is better.
Besides, it’s in Kyoto.
Everyone looks up but doesn't look down, so how can they completely break up with each other? It seems like Wang Xiaocong and Lin Xuewen have a lot of conflicts. At most, their words are thorny.
It is rare for someone like Zhou Xing to scold him directly when he comes up.
The rest of the people in the restaurant looked a little strange.
This Lin Xuewen is a mad dog, and Zhou Xing's temper doesn't seem to be any better, but now it looks... getting more and more exciting.
Zhou Xing didn't wait for Lin Xuewen to speak, but continued: "Others say you are a mad dog, and you are indeed worthy of your reputation. I have no grudge against you, so just catch me and bite you."
"If you are a real man, don't use these high-sounding words. Everyone knows what you think. Those words make me want to vomit because of their hypocrisy."
"If you really have a problem with me, you can use real swords and guns to attack me. I will take them all... Stop barking here."
Zhou Xing's expression turned cold: "Let's see if you give me this power, or if I smash your dog teeth completely and see if you can still scream!"