The legend of the strongest special forces

Chapter 8 The Power of the Dark Soldier
The box was full of smog, and seven or eight burly guys were sitting on the right side.

Wearing black vests, black military trousers, and long military boots, they look like thugs following Jia Dapao.

The people on the left are in suits and leather shoes, with a dignified appearance.

At this time, in everyone's arms, there is a chick with heavy make-up.

With cigarettes in their mouths and wine glasses in their hands, they were enjoying themselves as they exchanged glasses.

And Jia Dapao in the middle is shirtless, wearing a big gold chain as thick as a finger.

There is a tiger tattooed on his chest, and there are wolf heads on his arms. This image alone proves that he is definitely not a serious businessman.

Especially the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, with a face full of ruffians, who is holding a cigar in his arms and hugging a plump chick, looking Ling Tian up and down.

"Let me ask you, the night before yesterday, did you order someone to demolish a house in the employee area of ​​the cement factory!"

Ling Tian's eyes were cold, staring fixedly at Jia Dapao on the opposite side.

His voice was not loud, but with an invisible majesty.

"So what?"

Jia Dapao leaned on the sofa with a sneer on his face.

He just wants to let everyone know how powerful he is, to make an example of others, and to see who dares not to move.

"Okay, then I'll ask you one last thing, I want to die!"

With his eyes straightened, Ling Tian stood there like a sharp knife.

Under the introverted spirit of death, the principle of the dark soldier is that every blow must hit. Before he is ready to make a move, he is integrated with the earth.

Maybe Ling Tian's hiding ability is not very good compared to first-class experts, but for these rookies, they didn't feel the invisible murderous aura.

"Hahahaha, good boy, you are so crazy, then I am telling you clearly, I want to die, what can you do to me!"

Hearing this, Jia Dapao immediately laughed, stroking his bald head while looking at Ling Tian who was standing at the door.

And what he said made the guys in suits and leather shoes on the left laugh.

Ling Tian is not short, but he is definitely not burly. His coat hides his streamlined and sexy curves.

Compared with the hulking thugs who stood up on the right, he was really vulnerable.

Not only these guys, but even the chicks in their arms looked contemptuous and trembled with laughter.

"Okay, then I will satisfy you!"

The required answer was already clear, Ling Tian stepped forward and left.

Looking directly at Jia Dapao in the middle, the thugs around him were just trash to him.

"Boy, you are tired of living!"

A thug near the door was naturally the first to bear the brunt.

Seeing Ling Tian stepping in, he threw his fist and smashed it.

The thick and powerful arms brought a strong wind, and rushed towards Ling Tian's face in a whistling manner.

Not dodging or dodging, Ling Tian didn't even blink his eyes.

As soon as he raised his hand, his left hand directly clasped the opponent's right fist, and the fierce fist wind stopped in mid-air.

"waste!"

The thug was stunned for a moment, and Ling Tian shot his right fist like lightning.

The fist slammed the opponent's front door, the front teeth splashed, and the strong man fell to the ground on his back.

"ah!"

Killed a guy with a few gestures, and the box exploded immediately.

Several other thugs reached out, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, and smashed it down.

"Clap clap clap..."

Before the wine bottle arrived, Ling Tian's feet had already picked up wind, his right whip leg swept across the room, and several smashed wine bottles shattered.

The shards of glass were flying everywhere, and the chicks screamed in terror.

And Ling Tian was like a ghost, circling around these people back and forth.

Turning around, letting a guy's fist pass, Ling Tian had already come behind him.

He grabbed another guy's wrist with his left hand, flipped his wrist, and that guy fell to the ground with grinning teeth.

If he had been slower, his arm would have been broken, and at the moment he fell, Ling Tian slapped the back of his right palm, directly hitting the face of the strong man who was rushing beside him.

This mouth directly knocked out a few of his teeth, almost at the same time, Ling Tian bent down, and while avoiding a wine bottle, he barbed his right foot.

The first guy just turned around at this moment, and the flying wine bottle was slicing his face.

As the wine bottle shattered, he protected his head with both hands, but he didn't expect Ling Tian's back kick to hit him directly on the lower abdomen.

With a groan, that guy fell to the ground, his face was covered in blood and he hugged his lower body, he was really rolling all over the floor.

With three punches and two kicks, Ling Tian knocked seven or eight thugs to the ground lightly.

With a spotless body, he continued to walk forward as if nothing happened.

Maybe he is injured, but against this kind of guy, he can hit half a dozen with his eyes closed.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

Seeing Ling Tian approaching, Jia Dapao, who was frightened crazy, came back to his senses.

The madness in the panic made him stretch out his hand, grab a machete from behind the sofa, step on the table, and rush directly at Ling Tian.

The machete came in front of him, but Ling Tian still didn't dodge.

With a thrust of his left hand, he directly clasped the opponent's wrist, and the condescending sharp blade stopped less than ten centimeters above Ling Tian's head.

The right fist slammed out and hit his lower abdomen. Jia Dapao suddenly felt pain as if his lower abdomen was being pierced.

The burning pain made him couldn't help but let out a scream, but Ling Tian's hand had already clasped his belt.

As soon as his arms were strong, Jia Dapao on the platform was overturned to the ground, and the machete in his hand fell down, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

In the dark box, there was screaming at this moment, and those chicks hugged their heads and curled up on the sofa, not daring to move.

As for those guys in suits and leather shoes, they hid in the corner with nowhere to escape.

They pushed each other and blocked each other in front of them, for fear that the mad lion would tear them apart.

"Murder! Murder!"

Mummy, who walked in with Ling Tian, ​​was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground.

I have been here for several years and have seen fights, but this is definitely the first time I have seen such a terrifying state.

"Shut up!"

Ling Tian stretched out his hand, grabbed an apple from the fruit plate on the table, and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

Mommy bit the apple and kept nodding, for fear that Ling Tian would destroy her altogether.

Those thugs don't even have the strength to get up now.

One by one fell there with grinning teeth, if Ling Tian didn't bother to maim them, I'm afraid they would have died long ago.

"Snapped!"

He picked up a wine bottle and smashed it directly on Jia Dapao's bald head. Blood was scattered everywhere along with the beer, and Ling Tian kicked his calf with his right foot.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking suddenly made Jia Dapao's screams even more tragic, but that was not the end.

As soon as Ling Tian stretched out his hand, he grabbed his waving left arm, flipped his wrist and buckled at the same time, the sound of his hand bone breaking echoed in the box again.

If his mother's hand was broken by him, he would have to pay for it.

"Okay, this is to repay my mother's pain. Since you choose to die, I will fulfill you."

Grabbing Jia Dapao's throat, Ling Tian's hands were tight enough to easily pinch his neck.

Looking at Jia Dapao with protruding eyes, Ling Tian still had a calm expression on his face. It wasn't the first time he pinched someone's neck.

(End of this chapter)