[I'm a damn, you young man don't talk about martial ethics. Is there anyone who plays like this? You have played so many times in a row. Can't you change your brother or something??]

[Bastard, do we group of old martial arts practitioners want face? You really plan to choose our group, right? You must force me to fight with you, right?]

[Okay, very good, young man, you successfully angered Grandpa B. Today, Grandpa B will let you know what it means to have someone outside the sky. I'm going to be dead!!]

Seeing that Li Xiaoming had completed it so easily and walked around the square with a big stone, the remaining three middle-aged men were speechless and cursed mmmp in their hearts.

But no matter how much he scolds, a man is spitting and nailing.

So after Li Xiaoming carried the big stone, the middle-aged man also went up to carry the big stone and carried it on his shoulders. Then he took heavy steps and began to carry the big stone around the square.

"Lao Bing, we have lost four consecutive games. You can't lose anymore. If you lose again, we will become a laughing stock. Come on, Lao Bing!!"

"Yes, Lao Bing, we have lost four consecutive games, and we still lost to the same person, so you must not lose anymore. If we lose again, we will have no shame to stay in this area!!" Seeing that the strong man was walking hard, the remaining two middle-aged men hurriedly shouted loudly, asking him to hold on.

Hearing the words of the two middle-aged men, the strong middle-aged man who was about to lose weight, gritted his teeth, endured the overload of his body, forced himself to carry the big stone in one breath and walked around the square.

It was when he walked around and returned to his original position and put the big stone back on the ground that something bad happened.

Because of the overload of his body, the middle-aged man directly backfired when he put down the big stone, that is, when he lost the heavy pressure of the big stone, he directly suffered a backlash, and blood flowed out of his nose and mouth.

Seeing the middle-aged man bleeding from his nose and mouth, a familiar acquaintance immediately came out and sent him to a nearby hospital like four other middle-aged men for treatment.

When I saw the second-rate man who looked like a middle-aged man at this time, I didn’t want to play because it was so scary. "I’m so scary, I can’t play this anymore. This is all a group of madmen, just playing some sports competitions. As for how they all play with their lives, it’s so scary, a group of madmen!!"

However, the second-rate guy didn't want to play anymore, but the remaining two middle-aged men refused to let him go.

After the middle-aged man was sent away, they looked at the second-rate and Li Xiaoming and said, "We still lost this time. Now we still have two competitions to go through, one is harder than the fist, and the other is a competition for who can eat it.

I am the leader of the team and the hardest one, so I will compete with you in this competition.

You two will come out and accept my competition challenge. Our way of competing this time is to hit the huge rock with your fists. Whoever can't stand it first will lose!!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, Li Xiaoming immediately stood up to accept his challenge, but the second-rate man suddenly pulled him and said, "Wait and hit the huge rock gently, and then shouted "I can't win anymore, you can't win anymore, if you continue to win, we can't live without here!!"

"Well, okay, I wanted to continue to beat them, but if you speak up, I can only let you go appropriately."

After nodding to the second-rate, Li Xiaoming took the lead and walked to the front of the huge rock and punched it on the huge rock. Then he immediately possessed the drama spirit, covered his fist, blushed, sweating, and said with pain; "Brother-in-law, I can't do it anymore, I can't stand it anymore, my hand seems to be injured, I admit defeat in this game..."

"Hahaha, we finally won a game. In order not to let you say that I won the victory, I will let you see what the hardest fist is..." Seeing that Li Xiaoming gave up and had a very painful expression on his face, the middle-aged man who wanted to be harder than Li Xiaoming's fist, he smiled happily and proudly.

There is nothing to be happy or proud, but I am afraid that when someone is happy or proud, I often can’t control myself and I can’t help floating up, and after floating, I’ll be done...

Now, after laughing happily and proudly for a while, the middle-aged man actually smashed his fist hard on the huge rock in front of the second-rate and Li Xiaoming with all his strength.

Then with a crack, the huge rock broke instantly?......Ah, I said it wrong. The huge rock is fine, it's still there, it's broken down the middle-aged man's hand bones.

After watching the middle-aged man speechlessly, the second-rate man looked at the fat middle-aged man and asked helplessly, "Now you are no longer zero victory. Even if you win another game, you will lose, and if you lose another game, you will still lose, so I think there is no need for us to continue to compete. What do you think?"

"No, we lost the competition just now. Our situation is that you won six games, and we didn't win a single game, so we have to continue to compete next!!" Faced with the helplessness of the second-rate man, the fat middle-aged man directly told him that the competition had to continue.

Faced with such a group of persistent mad monsters, the second-rate no longer wanted to say anything. He pointed to the restaurant opposite the square and said, "Then let's go there to compete for eating buns. Let's compete, and then whoever eats more will win?"

"We...well, okay, I accept your competition request. Let's go there and compete for eating buns now." There is nothing to compete in the square, and it is also troublesome to buy buns here, so the fat middle-aged man finally agreed to the second-rate boy's request to compete in the hotel.

After seeing the fat middle-aged man agreeing, the second-rate boy took him and Li Xiaoming to the hotel opposite the square.

After walking to the restaurant, the second-rate man ordered forty buns without talking nonsense. Then he and the fat middle-aged man sat there and began to compete for who could eat faster. Li Xiaoming was driven by the second-rate man to eat buns by himself.

The reason why the second-rate boy drove Li Xiaoming aside to eat buns was because he was not kind enough to let him let the water go without success.

In addition, the second-rate guy was worried that if he won the last competition, the middle-aged men would have to pester them, so he planned to play by himself and let the fat middle-aged man win happily...

It’s just that the idea is good, but the reality is helpless.

Under the deliberate release of the second-rate man, the fat middle-aged man finished the fifteen buns one minute earlier than the second-rate man.

However, the fat middle-aged man who beat Erruizi was not only not happy, but instead looked directly behind Erruizi, and then two lines of tears fell down.

Seeing the tears of the fat middle-aged man, Erliuzi thought to himself [Good guy, this competition is not easy to win. I was so excited that the master cried. Oh, it’s worth it!!]

After thinking about it, the second-rate boy stepped forward and patted the fat middle-aged man on the shoulder and said, "Win and lose are common in military affairs. Even if you are defeated today, you are still honored...."

"Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow...You are so bullying. One person beats us seven times in a row. Is it that difficult to put water on us once?

I won’t play anymore, I won’t play anymore, I won’t play anymore, I’m too bullying. Eat thirty buns by myself. Is this tm something that people can do?” Before the second-rate guy finished speaking, the fat middle-aged man ran out and left crying.

When the fat middle-aged man heard the words of the second-rate boy, he was a little confused at first, but when he looked at Li Xiaoming, he was speechless.

There were ten buns in a basket. Li Xiaoming had three steamers and three empty bowls of lean meat porridge. In other words, this guy had already eaten thirty buns and three bowls of porridge...

"You can't wait until he leaves before eating. Get up quickly. We will pay the bill and leave, so that their families will come to you later.
Chapter completed!