Greatest anchor in history

Chapter 2
Wu Yong: Since ancient times, the king is the first to capture a thief!The anchor's strategy is correct! (appreciative face)

Zhuge Liang: Well, there is no problem with seeking skills, but I don’t know how powerful the anchor is. (questioning face)
Guan Yu: Looking at the body of the enemy army, I am afraid that the anchor... More than good. (serious face)
Xiang Yu: Don't raise other people's ambitions and destroy the anchor's prestige!

Bruce Lee: 6666!

……

"Stop it all for me!" Stopped the subordinates who came forward, with bald little fingers digging their earholes, swaying and swaying away from the crowd, and said with a smile: "What did you just say? You want to challenge me one-on-one?"

"That's right! One on one! Do you have the guts?"

"Hmph! Enough seeding! Success! I will practice with you today!"

"You, you can think clearly, I, I have practiced!"

"Haha, is that right!?" As he spoke, the bald head tore off the skirt of his body, and immediately, the terrifying tattoo was revealed.

The green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, and the old cow on the waist, he is a man in the Jianghu. Not to mention, his bald head and one arm are as thick as Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs.

As expected of a gangster, the eyes of the bald head almost burst into flames, and Zhang Xiaoqiang is afraid that all he can shake at this moment is tears.

"Let's start!" Clenching his fists, the bald phalanges made a series of crisp sounds, he twisted his neck and moved forward steadily, while Zhang Xiaoqiang, on the other hand, was like a listless rabbit jumping left and right.

"Hmph, come on, hit me!!" Only two seconds into the opening, the bald head punched himself twice in the cheek, signaling Zhang Xiaoqiang to beat him.

This was naked contempt, but Zhang Xiaoqiang was happy when he heard this.

What I thought was: Emma!There is such a good thing!Which angel elder sister gave me a big gift!When the limelight is over today, I will definitely serve you well with smoking and drinking tomorrow.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw out a hundred punches, which hit the bald head's right cheek.

"Crack!" The voice came cleanly.

However, the expected KO did not appear, and the bald head did not move at all. Instead, Zhang Xiaoqiang let out an "Ouch" and stepped back a few steps with his fists in his arms.

"Finished?" He opened and closed his mouth twice, touched his shiny forehead with his bald head, and then fixed his eyes: "You're done, it's my turn!"

After the words fell, the bald man stepped forward and punched horizontally. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even have time to react. He flew straight out like a kite with its string broken, and fell heavily to the ground a few seconds later.

"Damn it! You still have to fight me one-on-one just like the mother! Come on! Give me a good lesson!"

"yes, Sir!"

Following the bald head's order, fists and feet rained down, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was beaten up by four gangsters.

Guan Yu: What the old man said, the anchor can't do it. (proud)

Xiang Yu: What a fool! (despise)

Zhu Bajie: The anchor was beaten and made a million dollars a month! (smile)
Bruce Lee: 6666!

As a nerdy otaku, how could Zhang Xiaoqiang endure such atrocities?

No, after a while, he felt that his consciousness began to blur.

And at the critical moment when Zhang Xiaoqiang's life was in danger, the system sound that disappeared for a long time reappeared.

"The live broadcast interaction starts, and the highest reward will be given management privileges."

Immediately after the "stream of consciousness" began to scroll, prompts appeared continuously:

Xiang Yu presented the anchor with 0.1 Yangshou coins.

Zhang Fei presented the anchor with 0.1 Yangshou coins.

Hu Sanniang presented the host with 0.5 Yangshou coins.

Sun Wukong presented the anchor with 0.3 Yangshou coins.

……

Bruce Lee presented the anchor with 3 Yangshou coins.

"The reward is over, the statistics are in progress..."

"Congratulations to Bruce Lee for getting the right to manage live broadcasts!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Xiaoqiang trembled involuntarily as if he had typed the word "hundred".

Seeing this scene, the gangsters around subconsciously stopped their movements.

The bald head also sensed that the situation inside was not right, and stepped forward in two or three steps: "Fuck! What a fucking waste! This will stop belching! Hey, boy, why don't you pretend to be dead for me!?"

After saying that, the bald man kicked Zhang Xiaoqiang's back.

The blood spurted, and at this moment Zhang Xiaoqiang only felt the prehistoric power in his body scatter and surge wildly.

However, the bald man's kick completely disrupted this balance.

At that moment, a bastard's spirit gushed out from the depths of Zhang Xiaoqiang's "chrysanthemum".

"puff!"

Accompanied by the sound of "sweet and domineering", all the bandits scattered like birds and beasts.Including the bald man, everyone covered their noses and backed away!

That's right!At this critical moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang farted.

This fart was so powerful that it shocked the world and the gods. Zhang Xiaoqiang drove away the gangsters with the power of his fart. This was absolutely unprecedented and unprecedented.

After waiting for more than a minute, the gangsters recovered from the aftertaste of their farts.

The bald man stroked his shiny forehead, and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang in anger.

"Damn you! You're playing tricks on me! I have to kill you today!"

The castration is menacing, the bald head ligated muscles and blue veins riot, like dragons swimming in its veins.

When he got close, the bald head suddenly raised his right fist, and hit Zhang Xiaoqiang's curled up body angrily.

at this time! !Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was lying on the ground almost indistinguishable from the dead, suddenly leaped into the air as if he had been spattered with chicken blood.

Immediately shouted loudly: "I hit!!"

Hearing the sound, the bald man was taken aback for a moment, and immediately before his eyes, a size 42 striped sole was like a giant dragon rushing straight to his face!

"Snapped!"

Take off!Turn!Like a whip whip, the bald head turned backward like a spinning top.

Then 180 degrees, 360 degrees, 720 degrees, the body turned faster and faster, and finally formed an illusion, raising dust.

When the turn weakened, the settled bald man wobbled and collapsed on the ground.

The whole audience was shocked, the gangsters were all dumbfounded, and the reversal of the plot on the field made them look at each other in blank dismay.

But soon they reacted and turned their eyes to Zhang Xiaoqiang's position.

only……

Without waiting for the gangsters to move further, a hip-hop rap suddenly came from the air:

"A gallop forward, a left hook and a right hook! Anyone who offends me is in danger!"

"Use the nunchuck quickly, hehehe!"

The soles of the feet are windy!Fast as lightning!Zhang Xiaoqiang found a discarded skipping rope from nowhere, and he tied a knot into it and turned it into a nunchuck.

And it's just such a "broken" thing, it's just being played by Zhang Xiaoqiang like a tiger, and it's cold.After a short time, all the bandits were knocked to the ground by his lightning speed and the jingle of bells.

End the trend!Stand still!Zhang Xiaoqiang made a very elegant POSS, immediately touched his nose, and his eyes fell on the last bandit.

"You, don't come here! Come here again and I will call the police!"

He frantically took out his mobile phone from his pocket, but because he was too nervous, the mobile phone fell to the ground.

The gangsters at the end were dumbfounded. He looked left and right, looked forward and back, and immediately seemed to have made some decision. He resolutely drew the Senhan machete that had just been thrown on the ground by the bald head, and then waved his backhand, making a sharp move with the knife. The stick hit his forehead hard!
Looking at the bald head again, after a short rest, he gradually regained consciousness after being kicked and passed out.

It's just that the big face that was originally tough and distinct, now looks like the scene of a disaster that has been bombed by a nuclear bomb. Tears, feces, blood and foam are all over the place, and the swollen skin is almost indistinguishable from the gourmet Goubuli steamed stuffed bun.

The bald head obviously hasn't figured out what happened, and his four eyes are full of subordinates lying on the ground.

At this moment, the back of his neck suddenly tightened, and then the whole person was pulled off the ground under the strong force, and he stood completely upright, and the bald head could see the other person's face clearly!

"Yes, it's you!?"

"Hmph! It's me! Just remember, next time I will do this kind of dirty trick of bullying women..."

After a pause, Zhang Xiaoqiang reached out and tore off the small psoriasis advertisement posted on the wall, stuffed it into the bald man's mouth, and said while stuffing it: "This time I told you to eat paper, next time I want you to eat glass!! "

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and jumped up. At the same time, he flew out and kicked steadily to smash the 2-meter-high lighting street lamp. The glass splashed everywhere and the light was dim.

Looking at the ghostly figure gradually disappearing into the darkness, the bald head muttered to himself in an extremely trembling voice: "Then, that's Li... Bruce Lee!!"

(End of this chapter)