Reborn Dad, I Got Rich From Selling Tea Eggs

Chapter 357

Faced with his provocation, Huang Mao spat on the ground with disdain, raised the iron bar, and said viciously: "Brothers, let me do it! Don't beat them up tonight, we are not brothers of the Lotus Gang!"

More than 70 gangsters, more than 20 people rushed forward at once. They each held iron bars in their hands, with fierce faces, and they were not easy to provoke.

Lin Jue asked the brothers to form a circle and form a defensive formation.

"Be careful not to be hit by their iron rods, grab their weapons! Be careful not to be surrounded!" Lin Jue shouted.

"Okay, big brother!" They mustered up their momentum and rushed up to fight with them.

Lin Jue focused on dealing with the enemy in front of him, Huang Mao, who was not afraid of death, squeezed in front of him and said with a smile: "Hey, your brothers have been dismissed by us. Now you are the only one left, be afraid! How dare you beat me with a whip so arrogantly!"

Huang Mao held up the iron rod and quickly attacked him. The stick almost fell on Lin Jue's face, but the moment it touched the bridge of his nose, he raised his hand and grabbed it.

He was so strong that once he grabbed the yellow-haired iron rod, he couldn't move at all. With a dark face, he threw the iron rod away, clenched his fists, and attacked his abdomen.

But Lin Jue lifted her foot and kicked her three meters away.

The whole person flew out.

The gangsters on the side were secretly surprised, and they all rushed forward to besiege Lin Jue, and were directly punched by him.

In less than a while, the more than 20 people who led the battle all lay down on the ground, crying and crying.

The gangsters in the back all had dark faces when they saw this, and when the boss called them over, he didn't tell them that Lin Jue fought so hard.

Isn't he just a restaurant chef?

How can the strength be so great?

The scene fell into a brief stalemate, Lin Jue waved to them, and said with a smile: "You guys from the Lotus Gang are only capable of this? The rest, why don't you let them all come here. Let's solve it at once, don't waste time. I was still rushing home to tell the kids bedtime stories."

"You guy, don't be arrogant! The people who fought with you just now are the weakest brothers in our gang, and the next ones will be the elites!" one of the big guys shouted.

They sent more than forty people to play at one time, Liu

Xiao Ming and the others barely supported the flying attack.

Their physical strength was obviously not as strong as Lin Jue's, and their movements were much slower than before.

A gangster seized the opportunity, picked up an iron rod, and swung it directly at the back of Liu Xiaoming's head. After being spotted by Lin Jue, he kicked him away.

Liu Xiaoming came to his senses and shouted gratefully: "Brother, thank you for your help!"

"Don't be distracted, the strength of this group of enemies is indeed stronger than before! You have already consumed a lot of stamina, and it is still a bit reluctant to deal with them. Divide into two teams and work together! Don't fight alone!"

Lin Jue ordered to go on, and the eight people quickly divided into four teams and handed each other's backs to each other.

Once they cooperate, the pressure shared on their respective shoulders is instantly reduced.

The enemy's face became more and more ugly. The battle, which was thought to be over in just a few minutes, turned out to be entangled with Lin Jue and the others until now.

Half an hour later, the second group of more than forty people also lay down on the ground in unison, each with a lot of color on their bodies.

Huang Mao struggled to stand up and shouted: "Lin Jue, don't be complacent! The battle is far from over, and the remaining ten people are the most powerful fighters in our gang! Brother Heizi, you are the second best in Wing Chun Eighteen generations of disciples! His strength is beyond your imagination!"

"That's right, Brother Heizi help us avenge! Beat Lin Jue to the ground!"

"We have exhausted most of their physical strength, and they are now holding on, and they can be knocked down with a few punches!"

Among the ten people who have been watching from the sidelines, there is a strong man in a black mandarin jacket. His expression is calm, and his attitude is obviously much calmer.

Heizi folded his hands and asked Da Jiang next to him, "Da Jiang, you fought with that young man named Lin Jue before, what do you think of his strength?"

Dajiang had a fight with Lin Jue before, and it can be said that he lost completely, but he is not as arrogant as other gangsters, he is still very self-aware.

"Lin Jue's strength is unfathomable. Even in the multiplayer melee just now, he only showed less than half of his strength." Da Jiang gave a very high evaluation.

He has absolutely no confidence in this battle situation.

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Heizi frowned, and said seriously: "You have a high estimate of his strength. Then if he fights with me, what do you think is my chance of winning?"

"I'm afraid the odds of winning are less than 30%. I don't mean to look down on Brother Heizi, but Lin Jue can only be described as a monster." Da Jiang was quite honest.

"It's only 30%... Hehe, it's been a long time since I met such a powerful opponent. I don't know if our boss will come here in person and whether we can draw with him. This kid, if you can be friends with him, it's best not to be an enemy. Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll die a miserable death.” Heizi was unexpectedly a very humble person.

A few men next to him frowned and said to him, "Brother Heizi, should we fight or not?"

"If you surrender without finishing the fight, the boss will definitely blame us when we go back. But if we fight, I'm afraid we will lose."

"Look at them being beaten all over. To be honest, I don't want to go up to die. If it can be solved gently, it's better to solve it gently."

Heizi thought for a while, then nodded and said, "You guys can stay here, I can go up alone. There is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices. After I go back, I will explain to the boss."

"Understood, thank you Brother Heizi." Da Jiang nodded.

Lin Jue helped several injured brothers to the gate and let them rest.

At the same time let Liu Xiaoming stay and protect them.

"You stay here to guard them, and I can fight alone." Lin Jue said.

Liu Xiaoming frowned and said: "Brother, can you do it alone? I can still fight, and I will go with you."

"No need. Your physical strength is almost exhausted. If you continue to fight, you will be easily injured by the opponent. Anyway, there are only ten opponents left. I can deal with it alone, which is more than enough." Lin Jue stretched his muscles and bones.

The fight just now consumed less than one-third of his energy.

He only regarded it as the end of a warm-up exercise.

To be honest, he also hoped to meet an evenly matched opponent and have a good fight.

It's a pity that these opponents basically couldn't withstand his attacks of more than three punches, they were really too weak.

He didn't expect that the thugs from the Lotus Gang were all of this level.