How bad guys are made

Chapter 75

If ordinary people saw this battle, their calves would already be weak and they would collapse on the ground desperately begging for mercy. How could the big man know that this weak-looking kid would fight as soon as he said it, and what frightened him even more was the force of that hasty kick. It was so big, the big man's fleshy face was distorted in an instant, as if his intestines had been kicked, he let out a miserable howl, and slammed heavily into the van behind him.

It's better to strike first, this is what the old cripple told him when he was very young, so Wen Dong didn't say anything, let alone asked why these people arrested him, and started beating directly.

"You're courting death!" The person who got out of the car with the big man saw that his companion was knocked down by the other party at once, a stern look flashed across his face, and the machete in his hand slashed at Wen Dong's body regardless.

Wen Dong was startled, and quickly turned sideways to hide. The machete in the man's hand looked directly at the telephone pole beside Wen Dong, and a spark popped out with a "clang", which was particularly harsh on the quiet street. .

"Grass mud horse!" Wen Dong suddenly became angry. If he slashed at himself with this force, he would be half disabled even if he didn't die. Grabbing the big man's wrist, he jumped up suddenly, and bumped into the man's chest with his knee raised.

This big man was obviously more banned than the one just now, he let out a muffled grunt, and staggered back a few steps.

Perhaps it was because of the elixir that day, Wendong felt that after taking the elixir, he was particularly handy in fighting. Whether it was strength, reaction, speed or the military boxing and taekwondo owned by the province, they were all his own, followed by a side kick Kicking on the big man who staggered backwards, the forbidden man finally staggered and rolled on the ground.

"Shut up..." The door of the van opened again, and a big man driving the car and the person in the back seat jumped out of the car with gloomy expressions. The person who got out of the car behind him was holding the same bright machete in the car, but it should be that kind of machete. A knife without a sharp edge can cut a little skin on a person at most, but how many injuries will be caused to the bones under the skin depends on how hard they cut.

"The idea is hard, scrap him!" Seeing that the two who got out of the car first were basically scrapped before he got out of the car, the driver frowned, feeling a little shocked in his heart, but only a little shocked , he is no better than these gangsters, although he is also ruthless and good at fighting, but he is a veteran, so it doesn't matter if anyone here sees it, since this kid doesn't get in the car, then he is useless here up.

Suddenly aware of a strong wind coming from behind, Wen Dong quickly hid to the side, and then saw a blade passing by his shoulder, Wen Dong's eyes flashed a coldness, as if there were eyes behind his back, an elbow The blow hit the neck of the attacker behind him hard.

The man let out a muffled grunt, and the blade in his hand seemed to be unable to hold it, and it slammed into the wall and fell to the ground with a loud clang. His body also slammed heavily on the wall next to him. Turned over and passed out.

It took Wendong less than a second to deal with this person, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a fist that he couldn't dodge hit his head with a fierce wind. If you hit him with a fist, even if you don't get a concussion, you will lose your fighting ability directly.

Can't escape!This idea flashed in Wendong's mind. This person's attack speed is really too fast. Of course, this is not very fast for Wendong, but the timing of this person's attack is very accurate. Wen Donggang To deal with a sneak attacker is just the time when the old power has just disappeared, and there is a gap in the future for the new power. Wendong can't escape no matter what.

Although he couldn't escape, Wen Dong reluctantly raised an arm to block the vital parts.

"Bang!" A powerful fist hit Wen Dong's arm that was barely lifted in time. The huge force made Wen Dong feel like his arm was broken, and then his arm was ruthless due to the force. It slammed on his head hard, although Wen Dong's resistance counteracted a lot of force, he was still dizzy and his body shook.

"Boom!" Without waiting for Wendong to react, the big man who was driving immediately flew up and kicked Wendong's chest fiercely. Wendong seemed to be able to clearly hear the muffled sound of the bones in his chest, As if the giant wood struck by the bell was mounted on the body, Wen Dong was kicked away with great force, and his body slammed into the electric pole behind him.

"Hehe, it looks like he's still a trainer..." The big driver smiled disdainfully. He was very aware of the strength of his kick. Most people would definitely have their ribs broken by his kick. The thin guy in front of him might not be that serious. But at least it will lose its fighting power.

"Small bastard! Fucking shit!" The big man who was kicked into the car at the beginning showed grim eyes. He would never have thought that he would be subdued by this kid in one move. If the brothers in the field knew about it, he would die of laughter. ?He swung the machete and slashed at Wen Dong's shoulder.

Wen Dong suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of angry coldness, and then he raised his foot and kicked the big man standing in front of him fiercely.

"Aw..." The big man seemed to hear the sound of an egg being crushed by a huge wheel, and let out a horrible howl from his mouth. The blade in his hand slipped in response, and his body slowly bowed into a shrimp shape.

"Bang!" Wen Dong's eyes became more and more vicious, and then he jumped up with the force of the electric pole behind him, and he raised his knee and hit the big man's jaw hard.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spewed out of the big man's mouth. I don't know if it was the blood from his teeth or his tongue. His body weighing nearly [-] kilograms suddenly left the ground and hit the wall behind him heavily. Slowly limp down.

"Boy, aren't you being too ruthless?" A serious look flashed in Fan Qiang's eyes, and he asked himself that he could do this too, but that would have to be done under the condition of his own energy accumulation, and the thin-looking kid in front of him He did it just now when he was seriously injured by being kicked by himself and was still sitting under the electric pole. Could it be that he wasn't injured?

"Ruthless, you are paralyzed!" Wen Dong was so angry that you still have the face to call me ruthless?If I didn't do this, I'm afraid that I would have been lying here like a puddle of mud with my limbs broken. The more Wen Dong thought about it, the more angry he became, and he threw his fist at Fan Qiang.

Fan Qiang was very aware of the strength of this kid, so he quickly parried and crossed his hands to block Wen Dong's attack. Wen Dong's fist directly swept Fan Qiang's crossed arms, making a muffled 'bang'.

Fan Qiang resisted the soreness from his arm, pinched Wen Dong's wrist with a twisted hand, and twisted it vigorously.

A sneer flashed across Wen Dong's face, he opened his hand and grabbed his wrist, pinching it tightly like a vise, Fan Qiang frowned tightly in pain from the huge force, his years of fighting experience made him very nervous. Knowing clearly that his wrist was not broken, the hands that twisted Wendong's arm increased their strength again.

And because Wen Dong pinched Fan Qiang's arm tightly, Wen Dong's arm was swollen with veins, and it was as difficult to twist as an iron bar. Then Wen Dong pressed Fan Qiang's hand on Fan Qiang's arm He squeezed his hand and twisted it violently.

It was too late to say it, it was so fast, the strength contest between the two only took more than a second, and Fan Qiang was shocked to find that one of his arms was captured by Wen Dong, Fan Qiang looked shocked , It can be seen that this kid's proficient technique is not as simple as he has practiced before, and he has obviously undergone systematic training.

"Capture? Have you ever been a soldier?" Fan Qiang struggled hard but couldn't break free, and said with a face full of shock.

"Crack!" Wen Dong didn't answer, what greeted him was the crisp sound on his arm and the pain that pierced his bones!
"Aw!" Fan Qiang finally let out a miserable howl that couldn't be provoked. His arm was crippled, and it was directly twisted.

Wen Dong directly kicked Fan Qiang to the ground. Fan Qiang's face was already pale with pain, beads of sweat rolled down his face and forehead, and one hand was tightly grasping the disused arm. , his lips were trembling and he couldn’t speak, he regretted so much now, the boss asked him to go with him just for insurance, and he also complained that the boss was making a big fuss, just such a small leader of the company can be subdued by just one person, And he regretted that he followed the boss's words, but regret was useless.

Wendong looked coldly at Fan Qiang, who was silent on the ground and just stared at him. These four people obviously wanted to destroy themselves. If they hadn't had military boxing and taekwondo body protection, I am afraid that they would be the same now. Her limbs have been broken, and she can only spend her life in bed. Who on earth hates herself so much?Wen Dong's eyes became more and more cold, and he slowly squatted in front of Fan Qiang: "Who sent you here?"

Fan Qiang looked at Wendong coldly, without saying a word.

A strange sneer curled up at the corner of Wen Dong's mouth, and he gently lifted his foot and stepped on Fan Qiang's broken arm, crushing it.

"Ah!" Fan Qiang finally couldn't help opening his mouth and let out a scream.

"It seems that you are not dumb. Tell me, who is it?" Wen Dong lowered his head and looked at Fan Qiang with a smile. His white face and smiling face looked like a demon.

Wendong felt that it was necessary to find out who that person was. After all, no one wanted to be missed so much. Even if he knew it, he had no evidence, but at least he could know who it was. Wendong was very vengeful.

"Hehe, why don't you say it? You are just a dog. Is it necessary to work so hard for your master? If I break your hand, do you think your master will keep this useless dog of yours for the rest of your life?" ? If you think you can still walk and be useful, I don’t mind knocking off your dog legs.” Wen Dong slowly picked up Fan Qiang’s other hand, and the other hand picked up Fan Qiang’s hand on the ground. The machete knocked on the cement floor with a 'dangdang' and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)