But what Lin Mo didn't know was that the two of them were completely infuriated in just one round. Everyone thought that Lin Mo could not resist the attack of Death, but they didn't expect that the two of them would even be equal! You should know that Death is nicknamed Iron Fist. Those who dare to fight against Death either died or were on the way to death, but Lin Mo actually did it. Everyone thought this game was getting more and more interesting.

"Well, you guy is pretty good. He actually punched me without any injury. But I only used half of the force just now, so you have to be serious next."

The god of death smiled very easily and made a sudden move again. His two fists bombarded Lin Mo like raindrops! Lin Mo was in a defensive state, just protecting himself from being injured, allowing the god of death to swing his fists like rain.

Li Hei in the audience couldn't help but said to Li Tianlong next to him anxiously: "It seems something is wrong this time. This god of death is too perverted. Look, Lin Mo doesn't even have a chance to fight back. How can he fight? It's really not possible. I'll just call someone now. Even if I take Lin Mo away, I can't watch Lin Mo be beaten to death on the stage!"

Li Tianlong shook his head and said, "I don't think so. You see, although the husband has been being beaten, is he really injured?

The guy named Death took a long time to work, but Mr. He didn't even step back. What a terrifying ability to resist the attack. It's really uncertain who will win. Just wait patiently. I think Mr. He should know."

The two of them were talking in vain. The god of death had punched hundreds of times. Even the god of death, who was as strong as a bull, was breathing a little rapid.

After the death stopped, Lin Mo put down his arms. However, the forearms under his clothes were swollen, and even his fingers were trembling involuntarily. This was the instinctive reaction of the nerves after suffering a strong blow.

"I'm very curious. With your strength, you shouldn't just fall into working hard for others in such a small boxing gym."

Lin Mo looked at Death with curiosity. At first he thought that Death was not as strong as that, but after testing it, Lin Mo found that this guy's strength was almost the strongest among the people he had ever seen! But at the same time, Lin Mo was also very puzzled. With such strength, if you are at least not good, you can go to Longcheng to find a real rich man to be his bodyguard. Just say that the salary of a month is more than the money you earn here, so why bother making money with your life?

The god of death smiled disdainfully and said, "You kid is very responsible. I signed a contract with their boxing gym. Of course, I have to work hard for them. Don't play emotional cards with me. Although you have good strength, I really can't bear to beat you to death, but I can't do anything about the way you choose yourself."

Before he finished speaking, the God of Death rushed up again. When he was still a few meters in front of Lin Mo, he jumped, intending to use gravity and his arm strength to directly deal with Lin Mo! Because from the dozens of rounds he had just met Lin Mo, the God of Death could also see that Lin Mo had a strong ability to fight and hit, and ordinary boxing techniques could not do anything to him.

However, at the moment when the God of Death fell, Lin Mo's body suddenly fell backwards, but when it was about half a meter away from the ground, he stopped steadily on an iron bridge. Then Lin Mo supported the ground with one foot, and kicked out with his right foot the moment the God of Death arrived above him! Lin Mo's operation was completely inconsistent with human mechanics. Not only did he not fall down, but he also supported his body with one foot, and even had the spare energy to kick it! Even God of Death did not expect that Lin Mo was not a human action, but it was too late when he realized it. Moreover, he was still in the process of falling and could not change his moves at all. He could only watch Lin Mo kick his chest.

With a bang, the god of death fell to the ground, but was already under the ring.

Lin Mo stood up, smiled slightly and said, "Sorry, you're out."

The God of Death was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "Don't worry, I can afford to lose.

You are very strong!"

After saying that, the God of Death turned his head and planned to leave, but the host was anxious. If even God of Death could not beat this boy, then their boxing gym would be embarrassing tonight. He quickly called Death, but God of Death turned around and stared at the host with a sharp look and asked, "What, do you still want to stop me?"

Being stared at the god of death like a poisonous snake, the host couldn't jump out a word when he came to his mouth. He just swallowed with sweat, showing a smile that was even worse than crying: "No, you can do whatever you want..." Back in the audience, Lin Mo said to Li Tianlong and Li Hei indifferently: "The purpose has been achieved, let's go."

Li Tianlong and Li Hei were both in a dull state at this time. When Li Tianlong heard Lin Mo talking, he nodded quickly and did not dare to ask more questions.

But Li Hei didn't know Lin Mo's situation and was puzzled: "Aren't we going to smash the situation?"

Li Tianlong pulled him, and the guy realized that something seemed wrong with Lin Mo.

When he got outside, Li Hei looked up and down at Lin Mo, then asked: "You have no problem, will you get any internal injuries?"

Lin Mo shook his head, took out a cigarette and lit it, but even his hands were trembling when he picked up the cigarette.

After seeing this scene, Li Hei said with shame: "I'm so sorry, I'm too reckless. I think you're not in good condition now, so let's go and check it out."

"No, I'm not that delicate, just send me home."

After taking a few sips of cigarettes, Lin Mo felt that his condition was a little better. It was a blessing. Fortunately, Lin Mo used his strategy to win the other party at the critical moment, otherwise he would hold on and Lin Mo felt that he was really going to be carried away today.

The power of this god of death is far beyond Lin Mo's imagination. With the strength of this guy that Lin Mo felt, he can spend dozens of rounds with his master. I really don't know where such a pervert emerged! And at the same time, Lin Mo was also very curious about the identity of this god of death. With such a terrifying strength, there are probably only a few people who are stronger than him, but why do they just act like such a boxer who works hard under Zhao Tiezhu?
Chapter completed!