Seeing that the situation might get out of control, the abbot was sweating profusely and discussed with Pentheus:

"This... take turns fighting our twelve security guards. If you are knocked down by one of them, you lose. Do you agree?"

"Well..." Pentheus, who clearly regarded his opponent as nothing, said in a pretentious manner, "I want to ask the young master for his opinion."

So he looked at me inquiringly, and I nodded, which was considered to be my agreement with him.

"This guy named Lin is so confident." Some people whispered.

"No, Lin Biao's descendants are just kidding. Hey, do you know the relationship between Putin and Lin Biao? That is his father... No, I can't go on talking..."

He's still the same guy who likes to brag.

"His bodyguards can really defeat twelve people. The people hired to watch the show this time are quite a few Sanda masters."

"I think it's funny. Just now, Black King Kong easily knocked away two security guards."

Amid everyone's speculation, in order to prevent the situation from getting out of control, the organizers selected the five strongest security guards and took the stage in the most scientific order. They hoped that through a wheel battle, Pentheus would be exhausted, so that the remaining security guards would We can continue to maintain order.

"Okay, here's the first round, with Master Lin's bodyguard Peng Peng facing off against player Wang Hu from the city's Sanda team. Player Wang Hu is characterized by his sharp boxing style and strong kicks..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Hu was swept across the face by an uppercut from Pentheus, and he was infinitely close to the fear of death. He stood there blankly, covered in sweat, and finally said tremblingly:
Chapter completed!