Hong Kong Film: Predator, join Hung Hing to start the game

The steaming hot spring water is gurgling and bubbling outwards.

In the middle of the hall, three men were drinking.

Seeing Jiang Feng and the others suddenly appear,

They all raised their heads and looked at them with piercing eyes.

Among the three men, the one with the most fierce appearance,

A bald man in furs,

A thick gold chain hung around his neck, exposing his firm chest muscles.

On the opponent's two big flower arms, there is a tattoo of a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

This bald man looks like a master fighter at first glance.

His neck is thick and short, not easily controlled,

The two ears are typical dumpling ears, rolled inwards,

It should be formed by long-term practice of ground skills such as wrestling.

The two sitting in front of this bald man,

It looks ugly, even a little rustic.

The person on the left has a dark complexion and unusually thick limbs and bones,

Doesn't look like a gang member,

On the contrary, it is more like a farmer who has been working in the farmland for a long time.

Another, with a stubble and dirty clothes,

The hair is also messed up like a chicken coop,

It looks like a miner who just climbed up from the mine.

The unkemptness and shabbiness of these two men,

It was in stark contrast to the bald man wearing fur and wearing a big gold chain.

It would be hard to believe if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes.

Such three people with very different temperaments,

They would actually nest in the underground palace and drink together.

Jiang Feng recognized it immediately.

That farmer-like man,

It should be the goal of their trip, Jiang Haishang.

Not only because this guy had a crude hatchet by his hand,

But because of his eyes,

The eyes that ignored all life revealed an evil light.

The three of them didn't talk much,

Instead, they stood up unanimously,

A ferocious expression appeared on his face.

Maybe for them,

No matter who comes down,

They are all their prey, even playthings.

Nothing is crueler than playing with life,

Also more interesting things.

Jiang Feng glanced at the three of them, expressionless,

He said lightly: "One on one, I will hold the line."

Lian Haolong nodded, and strode out,

Pointing to the sharpest-eyed, most ferocious farmer,

He hooked his fingers at the other party.

Jiang Haishang looked at the big fat man in a suit and leather shoes in front of him,

A cruel smile appeared on his face.

He is content with this prey,

Because the opponent's aura is very strong, and it suits my appetite.

He loves to slash the strong,

I like to see the original strong self-confidence of those people,

From the moment I met myself, I began to collapse.

He likes to trample all these strong men under his feet,

Because only in this way will he be able to prove all the time,

You are the strongest one.

Seeing Lian Haolong taking the first step,

Picked out the best guy.

Ma Dongxun shook his head, seemed a little upset,

He strode forward and waved at the other dirty miner-looking guy.

"Xiba! It's up to you!

Boy, come here!

Let me see if the knife in your hand is as short as your dick! "

Ma Dongxun spoke Korean, and he didn't care if the other party understood it or not.

But looking at the other person's expression, it should be understandable.

Wild Beard grinned grimly, the dagger in his hand fluttered up and down,

Dazzling like a butterfly wearing flowers.

Swish!The shadow of the knife all over the sky turned into a cold light, piercing Ma Dongxun's heart.

The speed of the knife is extremely fast!And the angle is tricky.

The series of knife shadows just now,

still stay in the opponent's retina,

But this fatal knife had already gone straight to the chest.

Snapped!

Ma Dongxun opened his eyes wide and slapped him casually,

Unmistakably slapped Ye Huzi's knife-holding wrist,

Slapped the blade aside.

Yehuzi's eyes flashed sharply, swish, swish, swish!

Three times in a row, the knife went straight to the opponent's vital point.

The expression on Ma Dongxun's face gradually became serious,

His arms waved, one slap, two slaps, three slaps (aedi).

Each palm slaps each other's wrist bones,

Make the stabbing trajectory of the knife deviate.

This weird defense method still produced a strong contrast.

It gives people a feeling of Zhang Fei piercing needle embroidery,

Or the weird illusion of seeing a hulking bear dancing a ballet.

When Jiang Feng saw this scene, he immediately knew what was going on.

Regardless of Ma Dongxun's domineering physique,

His reaction speed is obviously different from ordinary people,

This should be a special talent,

It is too powerful to be used in fighting.

Wild Beard's knife fails each time,

Although the knife is not out of hand,

But his wrist bone was aching,

This sense of powerlessness was something he had never faced before.

On the other side, Lian Haolong and Jiang Haishang have already fought.

The hatchet in Jiang Haishang's hand whistled like a wind,

Every knife cut was fast and fierce.

His sword skills are fierce and sharp, more threatening than Wild Beard's dagger.

However, Lian Haolong obviously came prepared,

In his palms, at some point, a pair of iron crutches appeared.

Hold the crutches with both hands, protect the forearm with an iron rod,

It is equivalent to having a pair of iron arms, not afraid of swords.