Chapter 173: Fighting to the bitter end with a small minority

The second floor of Jinzhou BBQ restaurant.

Lin Lang, Ma Xiaofei and Marry Yang were happily eating skewers and drinking beer.

Lin Lang suddenly received a system prompt in his mind. He learned that his enemies had come to his door. He instinctively stood up and said, "Oh no! Li Haonan has called for someone to retaliate!"

"Ugh..." The lamb skewers in Ma Xiaofei's hand suddenly lost their fragrance.

Marry Yang's face changed instantly after hearing this, and she asked anxiously, "What should we do now, Xiao Pa Cai?"

Lin Lang ordered without hesitation: "The two of you hide in the bathroom on the second floor of the barbecue restaurant immediately, lock the door, and don't come out no matter what noise happens outside."

"I will call you out after I solve these problems. Do you understand?"

Marry Yang replied with a worried look on her face: "I understand! But if we hide, what will you do, Xiao Pao Cai?"

Lin Lang hurriedly replied: "You guys being here will distract me, stop nagging and hide quickly!"

"It's right to listen to Alang, Marry, come with me!" After hearing this, Ma Xiaofei pulled Marry Yang and quickly hid in the bathroom deep in the second floor.

"Little Pata, be careful!"

Marry Yang reluctantly hid in the bathroom on the second floor, very worried about Lin Lang's safety.

Ma Xiaofei locked the bathroom door tightly, feeling very nervous and also worried about Lin Lang's situation.

Just as Ma Xiaofei and Marry Yang hid in the bathroom, dozens of thugs armed with sticks and machetes rushed up murderously, scaring the diners on the second floor of the barbecue restaurant so much that they hid in the corner with their heads in their hands, fearing that they would be accidentally injured or splattered with blood.

"Brothers, come on, kill this little bastard!"

Lin Lang picked up two beer bottles on the dining table and rushed towards dozens of armed thugs without any fear. With an explosive flying knee strike to the head, he knocked down one of the armed thugs in an instant.

The gangster was hit in the face by Lin Lang's flying knee, and his nose was broken with a "crack". He fell to the ground in the chaos, blood gushing out of his nose and mouth, and screaming in pain.

A gangster with a crew cut and a scar on his face swung a pickaxe handle on Lin Lang's shoulder, and the handle broke with a "crack".

Lin Lang, who possessed the passive skill [Vajra Body], felt the pain of being hit by a pickaxe, but his body did not suffer any damage.

It can be seen from this that Lin Lang's skin touch nerves and pain nerves are no different from those of ordinary people, but his passive skill [Vajra Body] can resist damage, making his skin of steel and bones invulnerable to swords and guns.

Lin Lang, who was hit by a pickaxe, became extremely angry instantly. With a bang, he smashed a beer bottle on the head of the thug with a crew cut. The thug groaned, staggered back, and blood flowed down his cheek.

This is not finished.

Lin Lang, a ruthless man of few words, stabbed the broken beer bottle in his right hand into the cheek of the crew-haired thug with a "puff" sound, causing the thug to fall to the ground and scream in pain.

Being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself.

I have to say, Lin Lang is really fucking ruthless when he fights!

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang was hit on the head with an iron pipe. Although it did not cause any injury, it was very insulting. The 1.8cm thick iron pipe was bent when it hit Lin Lang's head.

"Fuck! Is this guy so stupid?" The thug holding the iron pipe was a little confused.

"Damn it! Let's fight. I hate it most when others mess up my hair!" Lin Lang cursed and smashed the other person's head with a beer bottle.

There was a loud "bang" and the gangster who was hit by Lin Lang's beer bottle had a bloody head and was grimacing in pain.

Then, Lin Lang did the same thing and stabbed the broken beer bottle in his left hand into the cheek of the gangster holding the iron pipe. The man fell to the ground and rolled around in pain, screaming in agony.

"Fuck! This grandson is so fucking cruel!"

"Brothers, fight to the death! Avenge our injured brothers!"

"Swish..." A machete brushed past Lin Lang's ear and chopped past him, it was extremely dangerous.

Lin Lang dodged a thug's machete and kicked another thug in the stomach. The thug screamed and was kicked by Lin Lang, flying more than two meters away, knocking over a dining table and falling to the ground in pain.

Lin Lang's moves were as fast as lightning, and each move was full of power and skill.

"Bang!" A gangster swung a baseball bat and hit Lin Lang hard, but Lin Lang dodged it flexibly. At the same time, Lin Lang elbowed the gangster directly on the temple, and the gangster fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, two more thugs rushed up and slashed at Lin Lang with machetes.

Lin Lang ducked his body to avoid the fatal blow, then raised his knee suddenly and hit a gangster in the abdomen with a fierce knee. The gangster immediately bent over in pain.

Lin Lang hit the opponent on the back of the head with his elbow. The force of the blow was just right. It was not fatal but it knocked the opponent unconscious and unable to get up.

At the same time, Lin Lang grabbed the wrist of another gangster and threw him violently over his shoulder, smashing him to the ground, causing him to cry out in pain.

The chaotic battle was as fierce as a storm.

Lin Lang fought harder and harder, his moves becoming more and more ferocious, trying to defeat the enemy with one move, and he would not back down until he got there.

In the chaotic fight where the few were against the many, Lin Lang was like a tiger descending from the mountains, unstoppable.

Lin Lang dodged and evaded in the chaotic close combat. Every attack was like a hammer hitting a drum, and every dodge seemed easy.

A gangster swung the steel pipe in his hand and hit Lin Lang hard.

Lin Lang turned sideways and grabbed the iron pipe. Then, he pulled the gangster in front of him with great force and punched him hard in the face.

The gangster who was hit by Lin Lang's punch started bleeding from his mouth and nose. His body went limp and he fell to the ground, fainting.

"Damn it!"

"Go to hell!"

A gangster holding a dagger took advantage of the chaos and stabbed Lin Lang in the abdomen, but it was like stabbing into a hard rock. He was stunned and wondered, "What's going on?"

Lin Lang hit the thug holding the dagger with his head hard, causing his eyebrow bone to be broken and he fell to the ground in pain, holding his forehead with his hands, his head buzzing with pain.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang let out an earth-shaking roar, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, like an enraged beast, and a powerful and terrifying aura emanated from his whole body.

Lin Lang entered the violent mode and used his brute force to unleash a powerful Vajra Arm. This blow was like a thunderbolt, with unparalleled power and speed, smashing hard into a bald thug.

The bald gangster had no time to react. He was like a kite with a broken string. He was knocked flying in the air by Lin Lang, and then he fell heavily to the ground headfirst with a dull thud.

What's worse is that due to the great impact when landing, the bald gangster's front teeth were knocked out. He spat out three teeth from his mouth with a mouthful of blood, and a broken front tooth was swallowed into his stomach.

The bald gangster fell to the ground, screaming in pain, and struggled to get up, but his body was no longer under his control and he had completely lost his ability to fight.

"Click..."

Lin Lang was hit on the back with a machete, leaving a big cut on his shirt, but his flesh was not injured at all. The gangster who attacked Lin Lang with a knife was so shocked that he was stunned.

Because the feeling of hitting doesn't feel like chopping a person, it's more like chopping on an iron plate.

"Damn it! How dare you sneak attack me?!"

In a rage, Lin Lang turned around and threw a Judas elbow at the face of the knife-wielding gangster. There was a "click" sound, and the gangster fell to the ground with a broken cheekbone, screaming in pain.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

Lin Lang's fist was like a hammer. Every time he threw a punch with all his strength, a gangster would fall to the ground.

Dozens of armed thugs rushed to the second floor of the barbecue restaurant aggressively. After a fight, one third of them were knocked down by the ruthless Lin Lang.

The gangsters gradually realized that they were no match for Lin Lang, but they still refused to believe it and kept rushing forward waving sticks and machetes, shouting and rushing towards the lone Lin Lang.

Lin Lang's ferocious attack made it impossible for the gangsters to resist.

Lin Lang was a weak man, but he fought with his bare hands against dozens of armed thugs. Li Haolong, who was standing in the distance watching the fight with a machete, was stunned and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Fuck!"

"Brother, what kind of ruthless guy did you provoke? This guy is too good at fighting, right?" Li Haolong was so shocked by Lin Lang's fighting ability that his scalp went numb.

"Uh……"

Li Haonan's jaw was broken by Lin Lang. He felt a sharp pain when he opened his mouth. He replied with difficulty, "Agu, I don't know who this grandson is. There is no big man who is so capable of fighting in the underworld of Longhai, right?"

Li Haolong looked at the sharp machete and said with a guilty conscience: "Damn it! Looks like I've met a tough guy today!"

"..." Li Haonan was shocked to see Lin Lang punching a small gangster, and each kick was as fast as lightning, which made him completely stunned.

In an instant, the arrogant and domineering gangsters fell at Lin Lang's feet in a mess, with wailing sounds one after another.

In the end, there were only less than ten armed thugs left on the field. They were very afraid of the extremely ferocious Lin Lang and instinctively retreated.

"Fuck!"

"I just slashed him twice, but he was unharmed. This guy is so fucking weird!"

"Yes!"

"This guy can actually use his arms to block a machete. Is there really such a skill as Iron Shirt in this world?"

Lin Lang hooked his finger and said provocatively: "Don't be scared, keep fighting!"

Lin Lang exuded an invincible aura. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes as he pressed forward step by step. The remaining thugs all showed fear on their faces and retreated with sticks and machetes in their hands.

Lin Lang's eyes were cold and fierce, his clothes were covered in blood, all of which were the blood of his enemies. Every step forward was accompanied by the oppressive feeling of a king's aura.

"Uh……"

Li Haonan hid behind his eldest brother Li Haolong and said weakly, "Agu, if we can't win, why don't we just run away?"

Anger arises from the heart, evil comes from the courage.

Li Haolong glared at Lin Lang with a fierce look in disbelief, holding a machete and pointing it at him. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "We all have two shoulders and one head, what are you afraid of?"

"Brothers, come with me, let's beat this bastard to death!" Li Haolong made up his mind and rushed towards Lin Lang with a machete in hand.

There were less than ten armed thugs left. They were shocked to see their boss Li Haolong leading the way and slashing at the unarmed Lin Lang with a knife. They could not help but rely on their courage and rush forward again, rushing towards the weak Lin Lang with their weapons.

"Hurry up and don't waste my time!" Lin Lang calmly took the starting stance of Wing Chun.