As soon as the man on the side of Li Yunsheng finished explaining, Fan Hu, who had an excited expression, sat down on the table in front of him, and then waved to him:

"Come!"

This look is like a gambler who has been holding on for several months but hasn't been on the table.

Seeing this, everyone around looked at Li Yunsheng with a look of self-seeking blessings.

However, what they did not expect was that the fat young man didn't hesitate, moved a chair and sat down opposite Fan Hu.

"Sir, have you promised me?"

He looked at Fan Hu with a "naive" look on his face.

"Of course I agreed, but you must wrestle my arm!"

Fan Hu said anxiously, and as he said, he placed his right hand on the table, eager to try.

"Does it just be a wrestling with you, or must you have a wrestling to win you?"

Li Yunsheng asked very carefully.

If it were his original personality, of course he was not so long-winded. But after taking this disguise of Wuying, some of his body movements and speaking habits would also disguise the person's appearance. This is also the reason why Wuying is difficult to see through.

"Just because you want to beat me too? Stop dreaming."

Fan Hu seemed to have become a different person, just like an addict who had an alcoholic attack on smoking.

"Come on, come on, don't talk too much. As long as you have a breath, I will take you to the Yellow Crimson Camp. Even if you die, I will cremate the body in the Yellow Crimson Camp."

Seeing Li Yunsheng hesitating and hesitating, he became more impatient, and his other hand kept slapping the table and urging Li Yunsheng.

"Haha, Lord Fan, you have to be careful. I am very strong and I haven't lost the wrestling arm yet."

Li Yunsheng smiled and said, rolled up his sleeves and placed his hands on the table.

The two of them had about the same thickness, just one black and one white, one strong and one fat, one about the same as a thick iron rod, and the other looked very much like a pig's trotter.

Zhang Lianer, who was watching the fun behind, also squeezed to the table at this time. When she saw the loose fat on Li Yunsheng's arm, she frowned.

"Little fat man, you are full of fat, your strength must not be as strong as him, so don't die."

She kindly reminded her.

"If the little girl doesn't understand, don't talk nonsense. I'm very strong!"

Li Yunsheng gave Zhang Lian'er a white look.

"Then whatever you want."

Seeing that his kindness was beaten into a donkey's liver and lungs, Zhang Lian'er snorted, and then he started to be a spectator as if he was not concerned about his own affairs.

"Jijiwai... are you ready?"

Fan Hu looked at Li Yunsheng with an unhappy look. If it weren't for the oath to restrain him, he might have torn the fat man who was slow in front of him.

“It’s ready.”

Li Yunsheng nodded with a smile, looking confident.

Fan Hu was already very upset when he saw him, but when he saw his confident appearance, the fire in his stomach suddenly became angry.

He grabbed Li Yunsheng's hand with a "splash" and then started counting down directly:

"Three, two, one, start!"

"Bang!"

The word "Start" at the beginning fell, and an arm was pressed on the table with a "bang".

However, what made everyone look at each other was that the arm pressed on the table was not from the "little fat man", but from Fan Hu.

This scene was like a pig's trotter pressing a cow's hoof on the table, which was particularly strange and incredible.

"I won."

Li Yunsheng let go of Fan Hu's hand and said with a hint of gratitude.

"No, no, you wait, wait..."

Fan Hu glanced at his hand, then scratched his head suddenly, as if there was something very important that he didn't remember.

"I was careless just now, it doesn't count!"

He sat up straight, his eyes red, and looked at Li Yunsheng like a mad cow and said:

"One more!"

Although this was very unreasonable, his murderous aura was still silent for the people around him, so no one dared to come out to speak a fair word for Li Yunsheng.

"This time, you count down three numbers, it's fair!"

Turning his head and looking at Zhang Lian'er, he said.

Hearing the word "fairness", everyone couldn't help but curse Fan Hu in their hearts.

Zhang Lian'er may have been shocked by the surging murderous aura of Fan Hu, and did not refute it.

“Are you ready?”

She glanced at Fan Hu and Li Yunsheng.

"Mr. Fan, don't be careless again this time."

Li Yunsheng seriously warned Fan Hu.

"bring it on!"

Fan Huze glared at Li Yunsheng and snorted coldly.

After saying that, "Pig's trotter" and "Cow's trotter" were held together again.

So Zhang Lian'er didn't talk much and counted down.

"three"

"two"

"one"

"start!"

This time the winner was not immediately separated, and the two of them stood still in a stalemate.

But someone soon discovered something was wrong, because although the positions of the two hands had not changed, their expressions were very different.

Fan Hu, who should have been very relaxed, now sweat beads on his forehead were emerging one by one, and the blue veins on his cheeks and arms also burst out, clearly looking like he was trying his best.

Looking at the "little fat man" again, he was calm and calm, and could not see any panic or difficulty, but the snow-white "pig trotter" was left to Fan Hu to break it hard, but he didn't move at all.

For a moment, everyone was confused and felt that the scene in front of them was a little unreal.

In fact, Li Yunsheng won so quickly just now, and most people around him thought it was just an accident. After all, both of them can see with obvious clarity and physical fitness. It is basically impossible for the "little fat man" to defeat Fan Hu in arm wrestling.

This is also one of the willingness that Fan Hu proposed to re-compete and others did not make much sense.

It is precisely because of this that the scene in front of them feels incredible.

"How much effort did Lord Fan use?"

Everyone heard the "little fat man" suddenly ask Fan Hu.

At this time, there was still time to talk, and everyone gradually believed that he had been very strong before.

But Fan Hu had no intention of talking at this time, just glared at Li Yunsheng and began to continue exerting force.

"Did you have used 100% of your strength?"

Li Yunsheng said again.

To be honest, Li Yunsheng himself was a little annoyed by the person he pretended to be. He just got some benefits. If he had a little ability, he liked to show off his image everywhere.

But if you don't follow the personality that the person's soul remembers in Wuxiang Face, it will be easy to disguise yourself, so Li Yunsheng himself had to endure it.

Fan Hu was obviously very angry by Li Yunsheng's words, so he took a breath and then cursed:

"I have no strength at all, just wait for death!"

"Oh, then it seems that I can only use all my strength!"

"Little Fatty" exclaimed in a humble voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yunsheng's "fat hand" was squeezed hard, accompanied by a "crackling" sound of bone cracking, Fan Hu's hand was instantly twisted and deformed.

Then with a loud "bang", Fan Hu's arm was pressed on the table by Li Yunsheng's pig's trotters again.

"I tore you up!"

Fan Hu, who was ashamed and angry, suddenly lost his mind and grabbed Li Yunsheng like lightning and raised it above his head.

Seeing that Li Yunsheng was about to be torn in half, a full-blown scolding exploded in the restaurant:

"Lao Qi, you are presumptuous!"

As soon as the sound appeared, Fan Hu, who was originally angry as a bull with red eyes, suddenly stiffened his body and his originally turbid eyes began to become clear.
To be continued...