God-level Bodyguard in The City

Chapter 129: I'm Stubborn, That's How Willful

"Brother, is he the king of the deadly wrists? He looks weak?" Said Hercules and the one-eyed scar, and the flesh of his face seemed to tremble to the ground at any time.

"Don't underestimate him. Since I told you to come here, he has already beaten his wrist to win over a thousand people. Look at his hand, like black iron." Although the one-eyed scar can't get used to it Shen Ming, but he did win with fairness and justice all the way to the present, which makes one have to admire.

"Really? But is there really a way for that hand to fight me?" Hermit Wang sat on the chair opposite Shen Ming with a smile, but the chair was slightly deformed by the fat on his hips. .

"Boy, I'm a Sumo wrestler of the Henggang level-one pays to the right, someone sends the nickname Hercule King, to see how your right hand breaks fast, I don't bully you, just use your left hand to face it!" Gang members, but still keep a few athletes' rhythms.

"Do you want to keep the stern tube in your right hand? It's so arrogant." Shen Ming, who was so tired with sweat on his face, was still arrogant, and put his dark right arm on the table that day.

I was scorned, and one look was fierce, "boy, are you looking for death?"

"The" warm-up "is over, starting with you, everyone in the future will do my best." Shen Ming said calmly, but drew a laugh.

"Don't hesitate, do you guys like to talk about sex?" Scar was also ironic.

"Enough! Don't compare any more!" Kanako finally couldn't stand it anymore. She stepped forward and stopped, and had long forgotten about the propaganda in her mind, and now she was only worried about the iron arm of Shenming. "Let's go now, the event is over!"

"Let's go, okay, just leave your hands and gold." One-eyed scar sneered.

"It's okay, you continue your work, I continue mine, and will not disturb you." Shen Ming tired and looked pale and smiled, without the slightest fear and remorse, and never promised Ganako.

Kanako had some regrets, why she wanted to be so stubborn to come to this life, so that Shen Ming was involved in this danger that did not belong to him at all.

"Boy, if you look down on people so much, just play bigger!" One pair took out two short knives from the back of the waist, and nailed the knives through the wooden boards from underneath both sides of the simple table, like breaking through window paper. Easy. Anyone who loses will be pierced by the knife on the spot. The **** pictures make the mosaic technician who has been preparing for a long time hungry.

"Fat to fat, you kind of create the atmosphere," Shen Ming praised.

"Frightened to call dad, I'll make you lose quickly." Fatty smiled with a shake.

"Hurry up? Hurry." Shen Ming urged to interrupt the arrogance of Hercules, a large electric pole-like hand was placed on the table, and a crunching sound came from the corner of the metal table. Overwhelmed quickly.

Shenming's black hand and the fat hand were held together, just like the difference between an adult and a baby.

"Why? To that extent?" Kanako chuckled.

"It's cruel enough, it's just wayward." Shen Ming smirked.

"I won't let anyone chop your hand, even if everyone kills everyone here." Xiao Yi was ready to fight back.

"It's started!" The silent start of the century confrontation, the King of Hercules howled, and the muscles under the fat of the arm burst into a bomb-like force, suppressing the dreary arm to just a few millimeters before the short blade, from Looking aside, it looks like Shen Ming's arm is almost broken.

The arms of both men were shaking, and the veins in Shen Ming's black hands bulged.

"Boy, it's so energetic!" Hercules Wang has countless wrists in his life and has never encountered such a powerful enemy. You must know that he is a monster who can lift a two-hundred-pound sumo wrestler with one hand, but there is no way. Push the heavy arm down a further 1 mm.

"I see, you really are not a mass production type garbage, and you do have a bit of power." Shen Ming took a deep breath, "Give you a chance to say,‘ Diaoyu Island is heavenly, I can make you lose faster. ”

This provocation really exposed the blue veins on the forehead of King Hercules. You must know that he was very fat and had blue veins on his face, which showed that he was angry to burst blood vessels.

"Fuck the dog! Go to death! Go to death! Go to death! Go to death!" Hermit Wang roared on the ground, firing like a cannon once, Shen Ming's arm pressed down a few millimeters again, the tip of the knife had already Slicing his skin, the blood dripped down the blade.

The audience in front of the TV was calling, and the host was cheering, but Ganako was covering her mouth with tears in her eyes, and Xiao Yi was ready to explode.

In an instant, Shenming breathed once, power was transmitted upward from the soles of the feet, and the muscle-controlling technique was launched again. Shenming, like a monster, banged the arm of the King of Power in the opposite direction and pressed it on the table.

The reverse force was too big and too fast, and the King of Power still kept the smirk on his face, and his arms had rotated 180 degrees. The short knife pierced the King's forearm, but this was no longer the source of his pain.

Shen Ming's strength twisted his upper arm bones, and the white broken bones penetrated his fat and muscles and penetrated the body. His arm turned into an incredible shape.

"Hey ... isn't it a joke?" Hercules' eyes widened and he couldn't believe it, but his right arm had lost consciousness. Only severe pain made him dull for 3 seconds before screaming and falling to the ground.

With a bang, the table burst into a pile of sawdust like a flower, and the scene was so shocked that the mosaic technician forgot to code the broken hand.

"It's a pity that the table was broken." Shen Ming smiled and leaned down to pick up the ten gold bars from the ground, looking provocatively at the gangsters standing in line behind the King of Power, "We will continue to change the iron table, but I said It ’s time to warm up and go all out. You better insure your right hand. ”

Shen Ming, like a devil from hell, scared a bunch of gangsters into speechless speech, and many of the following gangsters have quietly left. Gold is good, but it is not necessary to use an arm to change it? Everyone wants to keep eating out!

"What's your name? Tianchaoren ..." Let his subordinates lift up the King of Hercules, one-eyed Scar looked at Shen Ming with awe, and even changed his name.

"Shen Ming is from the Shen's Security Office in Linhai City, Tianchao," said Shen Ming, turning his head while looking at the camera on the photographer's shoulder in standard obituary, "Listen my name and see my face. No matter where you are, I will find you, even if you die, I will dig you out of the grave. Use your blood to repay my Shen family's blood debt! "

Shen Ming's intention to kill was released to the whole country. It was simply a person provoking a country. At this moment, in an ancient Lao country courtyard, accompanied by falling cherry blossoms, the two old men were playing Go, and Shen Waner, wearing a kimono, was quietly brewing green tea.

"Shen Chongyang's adopted son ... I didn't expect him to be alive. Looking at the muscle control skills, it should be Nirvana." The old man in charge of the sunspot looked at the TV and smiled. "Waner, evaluate you Cheap brother, right? "

"I've seen him in the dynasty, and it feels really strong, but I still can't learn to control my emotions. To rush to our land for a little bit of hatred, it's just death." Shen Wan'er didn't even frown. After beating for a minute, he calmly put two cups of tea in front of the two old men.

"Nirvana is indeed rare, but in front of my 'work', it is nothing but the pedantic existence of the old times." The old man in Bai Zi, wearing a white coat of a scientist, smiled and blocked.

"Ignorant juniors, let him be proud for a while, and when he dies, Waner I allow you to bury him." The old man Zizi was extremely generous.

"Thank you, President." Waner bowed respectfully.

Shen Ming became famous in the First World War, and Cangko Kanako and her anti-gangster campaign slogans spread through every corner of Dongjing. The Treaty of Gold finally ended with the gangsters of Dongjing in the desert and it was a great irony.

Everyone sees not only the weakness of gangsters, but also the hope of anti-gangster bills. It turns out that those fierce guys are not fearless. It turns out that in the face of absolute power, they are just a group of more ugly waste.

Kanako ’s winning percentage is increasing exponentially, and so is the pain.

His right hand was no longer able to continue driving the smart, so the car was taught to Akita and Lia to drive. Shen Ming twitched in the van.

"Give me a knife!" Shen Mingqiang gritted his teeth and said to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi handed a fruit knife to Shen Ming, and saw that Shen Ming cut more than 30 blades in his dark right arm in front of everyone, and the high pressure caused the blood to splatter almost, even Splashed onto Kanako's face.

The blood flow in the arm was like injection, but Shen Ming leaned on the seat like nothing, holding a bag of glucose, drinking in his mouth, hanging a plasma bag directly, and transfusion of blood from the other hand.

After bleeding for 3 minutes, the bruise on his arm finally faded, and the blood no longer flowed outward. But his face was pale.

"You're playing too much!" Xiao Yi cursed while bandaging Shen Ming's arm. "Look at you being hurt like this. If those hooligans weren't scared away just now, do you think you can keep this hand?"

"If you can't keep it, you can cut at least 10 more, which is enough." Shen Ming's plan is not packed with tickets, everything is luck.

"Mr. Shen Ming, ah Li Aduo!" Kanako bowed with tears in her nervous eyes and thanked him. I am grateful for the help that Shen Ming gave to his propaganda activities, and also for his dedication to almost losing his arm for his wayward demands.

"It doesn't matter, the bodyguard is used to do these things." Shen Ming smiled.

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