The giant

Chapter 33

"Sneak attack!" Jin Dao took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of razor-sharp tiger eyes. The scar on his face slowly squirmed like an earthworm, twisting and repeating the same movement, looking very disgusting.

"It seems that you are from the special forces, but didn't your instructor teach you the trick of not being tired of cheating?" Lu Fan swayed out of the elevator and said with a smile: "I want to show me off, be careful not to lose money by stealing chickens. "

"Interesting, that's the only way to be my opponent." Jin Dao kicked the fat man lying at his feet away, clenched his fists and moved away from the fighting posture.

Watching his movement of changing positions with his feet, Lu Fan smiled nonchalantly: "Military boxing? You are also very interesting."

"Stop rambling, come and have a fight!" Jin Dao shouted loudly.

Lu Fan curled his lips: "Be careful of being beaten until your old mother can't recognize you."

"Fart!" Jin Dao frowned, shouted violently, and swung his fists.

Bang bang bang bang!The two pairs of iron fists collided violently, Jin Dao's face changed drastically, and the pain from his knuckles made him clearly realize the gap between him and his opponent.

There was a smile on the corner of Lu Fan's mouth, he met the attack of the golden knife lightly, and his fists were not like fists, but more like a little girl's fists and embroidered legs, coping with it one after another.

"What are you doing!" From Jindao's point of view, this kid didn't take it seriously at all, it was naked contempt for him.

"Just kidding, what else can you do?" Lu Fan said with a playful smile.

"I'll kill you!" These words completely enraged Jin Dao, he took half a step back, and his ferocious military boots swept towards Lu Fan's face like a whirlwind, and his whole leg roared towards Lu Fan like an iron whip.

Lu Fan's eyes moved slightly: "Whip legs!"

"If you want to go to the fighting field, your legs and feet must be king." Legs are the most powerful attack method in actual combat. They are fast, ruthless, and strong. They often hurt muscles and bones, and blood splatters on the spot. Whip legs just inherit this advantage. , like a tiger sweeping its tail, and as fast as a flying bird.

The wind swept his legs, but Lu Fan was still standing still like a virgin. When the foot was about to touch his body, he quickly raised his elbow and bent his arm to block the left side of his body, boom!
Amidst the muffled sound of a strong piercing into the flesh, Lu Fan opened his palm with his arms back, grabbed Jindao's calf, twisted it vigorously, and threw him backwards!

clack clack...

Jin Dao landed on the ground in a disorderly manner, and stepped back a dozen steps on the concrete floor. His right foot trembled and his ankle swelled up a lot.

"I haven't made a move yet, so you can't do it?" Lu Fan rubbed his sore wrist and smiled relaxedly, "Come again."

"Looking for death!" Jin Knife gritted his teeth and swallowed, and suddenly ran towards his opponent.

The murderous aura condensed around his body, coupled with the fast running, it was like a tornado with substance, wrapped in a shell and blasting towards Lu Fan!

"This is the real thing." Lu Fan put away his contemptuous smile for the first time, and the killing intent condensed on Jin Dao was a familiar smell.

Teng!
The golden knife suddenly soared into the air only two or three meters away from Lu Fan.

He still chooses to attack with self-righteous footwork.

The body spun quickly, and the two legs also spun quickly, one long and one short, strangling the opponent's head!

This was his most powerful blow. The fragile cervical vertebrae of human beings would never be able to withstand such a strong twisting force. On the battlefield in the past, Jin Dao used this move to hunt and kill [-] terrorists, killing them all with one blow. He rested his head on his shoulders and died.

His opponent is Lu Fan. He doesn't expect to kill this kid, he just needs to show him some color. Killing people in the city will cost you your life.

The intricate insignia on the soles of the Russian military boots drew closer in his eyes, Lu Fan turned around suddenly, staggered Jin Dao's long legs and strangled him, then hugged his waist, twisted it with force, and threw Jin Dao straight out.

boom!
Jin Dao landed on his back, and fell hard, feeling like his bones were about to fall apart.

With one hand behind his back, Lu Fan hooked his finger at him with the other.

Anger exploded, Jin Dao's eyes were bloodshot, his figure flashed, and he rushed forward again.

In the corner of the parking lot, Bai Ya's eyes widened nervously, and she threw her phone on the seat beside her.Ever since Fatty appeared, she had received a call from Lin Xue, telling her not to interfere.

Just a few minutes ago, Bai Ya was extremely shocked by the battle between Lu Fan and Jin Dao. She knew very well how skilled Jin Dao was in charge of the security work. In the bodyguard team, one enemy is more than ten, but in Lu Fan's hands, they are as weak as a three-year-old child. This scene is simply too terrifying!

boom!
The whole body of Jin Dao who jumped on him was sent flying again.

Kang dang
This time he was not so lucky. His body slammed into the front bumper of an off-road vehicle, and the scar on his face was twisted into a ball of lumps in pain.

"Be serious, don't fight like gangsters." At some point, Lu Fan had a rubber stick in his hand, which belonged to the fat man.

The fat man was paralyzed beside him, his eyes were lost and his expression was numb.

"Ha!" Jin Dao yelled frantically, and launched another sprint, every part of his body was wrapped in a thick murderous aura.

boom!
A hot sap hit his face, Jin Dao's head became dizzy for an instant, and he fell to the ground twisting Yangko.

"Come again!" Lu Fan lightly weighed the rubber stick in his hand, it was warm.

"You're dead!" Jin Dao's eyes were red, he unzipped the zipper on the camouflage combat uniform, took off his jacket and vest, revealing a strong muscle group covered with scars and gunshot wounds, and pulled out a sharp fangs and dagger from his waist .

A jungle assassination tool for special forces of the Reaper Order, a Nepalese purple-gold dagger!

The blade presents a three-sided front, with blood-letting grooves on both sides, which can easily cut through the flesh and penetrate deep into the bones. The black and white tiger pattern is gorgeous all over the handle, giving people a bloodthirsty and violent visual impact at a glance.

"The knife is good." Lu Fan nodded in praise, without any fluctuations in his expression.

The corner of Jin Dao's mouth twitched a few times, is this kid still human?He is a bit stronger than the special soldiers in terms of psychological quality, not to mention his skills, and he has not seen his way clearly until now, and he has been defeated one after another, and he is almost at the end of his rope.

"Hurry up, get to work in a hurry." Lu Fan shrugged his shoulders impatiently.

"You asked for this, go to hell!" Jin Daosha's eyes were red, he didn't care about the legal framework, at this time he only had one enemy in his eyes, one belief, to defeat the opponent and cut his throat!Invisibly, he regarded the underground parking lot as a battlefield.

The bright blade pierced the air, the golden knife clenched the handle with its backhand, and kicked away with a side kick with its left foot. The whaling fork shook off a dazzling brilliance, and stabbed fiercely at Lu Fan's neck.

Lu Fan stood there shaking the rubber stick, showing no intention of dodging.

噗

It seemed to be right on target, and the sound of the blade tearing flesh made Jin Knife very happy. When he looked closely, it was the rubber stick that the dagger pierced through.

The corner of Lu Fan's mouth curled up in a treacherous arc, and he punched Jin Dao's abdomen. The tyrannical force of his body made Jin Dao's back arch into a curved bow. Before he could fall, Lu Fan quickly grabbed his right arm , followed the trend of pulling, twisting, and unloading, three consecutive movements pulled the golden knife back, dismantled his arm, and snatched his weapon.

With a "bang", Lu Fan kicked Jin Dao away, pulled the rubber stick from the dagger, and threw it to Jin Dao.

"Are you convinced?" Holding the knife, Lu Fan narrowed his eyes, and made a pretentious trick, walking towards the golden knife.

"Don't accept!" Even if he died in battle, the word surrender is not in the dictionary of the special forces. Jin Dao held his right arm with his left hand, gritted his teeth and snapped the bones back together, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly.

(End of this chapter)