Red Dead Redemption

A heavy snow stormed in the second half of the night, and when people opened their eyes, they found that it was a vast white world outside.

New York is located in the cold temperate zone, with mild and short summers and cold and long winters.

Although the heavy rain in the first half of the night released a lot of water vapor, it can be regarded as the first snow since the beginning of winter, and the fluttering snowflakes are still the size of goose feathers.

The snow covered less than half of his calf, and when he took a step, there was a crunchy crunch under his feet.

When the snow weighs on the branches, when the birds fall or fly, there is always a large piece of snow rustling off.

Stepping into the wine cellar, the air changes from dank to warm.

Open the iron door, the lights in the secret room are bright, and Bullseye is sitting cross-legged on an iron bed.

Seeing Hong Fei entering, his eyelids trembled, and then he lowered his head and said nothing.

The sound of Hong Fei's footsteps echoed in the empty room. The sound gradually approached, and Bullseye's fist clenched involuntarily.

"How many times did we fight?"

Hearing the question, Bullseye said without hesitation, "Two hundred and nine times."

Hong Fei nodded slightly: "That's right, get up, I'll hold back my strength, and finally call you again to make up the whole thing, and then I'll send you away."

Hearing this, Bullseye raised his head suddenly.

Hong Fei smiled and nodded.

Bullseye immediately stood up and shook his arms. In the past month, his arms have almost recovered with the help of Hong Feite ointment.

Hong Fei turned around and walked towards the door, opened the iron door, and stood sideways.

Bullseye narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Go out to fight, it's snowing today, let's see the snow scene."

Bullseye didn't believe it: "Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?"

Hong Fei shook his head: "You can't run away."

Bullseye gritted his teeth and stepped out of the iron gate with a sullen face.

The two walked out of the wine cellar one after the other, and after they came to the open lawn buried by snow, Bullseye turned and stopped.

Turning around, he saw Hong Fei standing five meters away and beckoning to him.

Bullseye's gaze was firm, his feet twitched, and all of a sudden he burst into strength.

The recovery of his arms not only perfected his attack, but also made his body extremely coordinated, so he no longer had to drag his slack arms like a burden as usual.

Hong Fei's eyes were slightly open, the hair on his body suddenly rose, and his skin was instantly stretched and tense. However, on the whole, his body was completely relaxed, his muscles and bones were weak, and he could not see the slightest intention to fight.

Muscles and bones should be loosened, skin and fur should be attacked, every step of the way, and a virtual spirit is in the middle.

The fur is on the outside, and the bones are on the inside. This is the sign of looseness on the inside and tightness on the outside.

In kung fu, there is movement and stillness, which is the trend of yin and yang.

The inside is loose and the outside is tight, it is the harmony of movement and stillness, the harmony of yin and yang. When facing the enemy, it can naturally flourish and move unintentionally.

Compared with Frank's, Bullseye's punch was a little less fierce, but it was also a little bit more sharp.

This is in line with his identity as an assassin and killer.

The fist broke through the wind and came to the front door, and the rapidly approaching fist shadow quickly enlarged.

Hong Fei's shoulders sank, like an iron bull entering the mud, sinking quickly.

His fist brushed the ends of his hair, and Bullseye only felt that Hong Fei disappeared from his eyes. When he turned his eyes down, he saw Hong Fei's wrists pressed against each other, his fingers spread wide, and he was holding up diagonally and attacking Bullseye's armpit.

Bullseye's forward punch was not at its limit, and Hong Fei went upstream. At first glance, it seemed that he took the initiative to send it to the door.

In an instant, Hong Fei changed his palms into claws. When he was trapped, his fingers clamped the two groups of muscles outside Bullseye's shoulder bones like iron pincers.

There are sensitive and fragile arteries and nerve plexuses under the armpit. If it is hit hard, the whole arm will be instantly shocked like an electric shock, and it will become unbearable.

At this time, Hong Fei was locked, and the strength condensed by Bullseye's entire arm immediately collapsed, and his complexion suddenly changed.

If Hong Fei were more ruthless, turning his hands inside and outside tightly, not only would his bones be disjointed, but his muscles would be broken, his nerves would suffer severe pain, and he would lose his combat effectiveness in an instant.

But it doesn't have to be that way right now.

Bullseye gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain, and threw his fist at Hong Fei's temple with the other hand.

But the real ultimate move is not here, but his calf that bounces without a trace.

Lift her yin legs.

It's not upright and bright, but it's really powerful, and the place it attacks is even more sensitive and powerful than the armpit.

Both up and down, if a little carelessness is concerned, he can turn defeat into victory.

Hong Fei withdrew his hands without hesitation, raised his fist to protect his ears, and lowered his palm to protect his crotch.

There were two muffled sounds, and the snowflakes on the shoe splashed.

Bullseye's strength is really not small, but Hong Fei's bones are obviously harder, his body does not move up and down, his horse steps are steady, like a statue of pure copper poured from the inside out.

Failing to hit a single blow, Bullseye immediately closed his hands, his fists turned into flat palms, and his five fingers were only pressed together, directly into Hong Fei's eyes.

The peak of the finger is like a knife, and its strength is piercing through. If it is hit hard, I am afraid that his fingers will be directly inserted into the eye socket.

Hong Fei raised his palms, from the shoulders to the elbows, from the elbows to the wrists, and even the five fingers.

What is even more bizarre is that his footsteps are very low, and the treads are gentle, as if wading forward in muddy water. He walked through the snow one step at a time, and the snowflakes rustled toward both sides, as if a snake was walking under the snow.

The footwork swayed and buckled, and the body moved sideways to the left side of the bullseye, the lower palm turned up, the back of the hand caught the left arm of the bullseye, and it seemed to stick to one place, and the palm turned and pushed.

Taking advantage of the situation, Bullseye's arms and even his upper body immediately turned to one side. He was annoyed in his eyes, and he stepped out in a rush, and the snowflakes rose high, but this step helped him stop the stumbling in advance, but seeing him The upper of the shoe bulged suddenly, and it was almost collapsed by his foot.

Turning around, he turned his toes, and his waist drove his right leg to attack Hong Fei's calf from a low position amid the splashing snow.

Boom!

The footsteps of the morning bell and the twilight swayed, and Hong Fei took one step forward to seize the middle door.

His arms stretched out like eagles, and his palms pierced through, hitting the bullseye's abdomen.

Bullseye immediately flew into the air, and the kicked leg came back without success.

Fortunately, the snow was soft and Hong Fei pulled back his strength. Two seconds after he landed, the bullseye carp stood up straight again, and the fire-like eyes gradually became crazy.

In the past month, Hong Fei had already seen that Bullseye's spirit was extremely abnormal.

As someone else, losing more than 200 battles in a month, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com may have been reluctant to take action, even if forced to deal with it hastily.

But Bullseye didn't.

This kind of spirit can be said to be more courageous, but he has more indescribable ruthlessness and desperate madness than others.

Bullseye attacked again, and kept shouting without objection.

Hong Fei twists and turns around under his feet, swings the buckles in a circle, avoids the front with his palms and hits an incline, circles the circle and makes dots, and rotates around the bullseye as the center.

And the bullseye, which is the center of the circle, can only keep turning around to deal with Hong Fei's attack, which is connected with shadows and swift as a gust of wind.

As time passed, Hong Fei shot faster and faster, and the rapid and short crackling sound seemed to urge the snow between heaven and earth to fall faster and faster.

Correspondingly, Bullseye's shout turned into a howl like a beast.

Hearing his voice, the gap between Hong Fei's eyebrows became tighter.

After a while, Bullseye's howl not only did not decrease, but became more and more mad. His eyes had lost the agile color, more like a beast dissatisfied with taming.

Seeing this, Hong Fei's brows gradually loosened.

He pushed the bull's-eye's fist with one palm, turned around and turned back, his strength circulated in a circle, and his palms also followed the trend and held out.

This move hit Bullseye's chin, and his head immediately tilted back. After folding it, it was almost close to his back. His heavy body rose up into the air, leaping several meters and then fell heavily.

Hong Fei stood with his hands closed, and at some point in the snow, his feet had already stepped into a circle with an arc approaching perfection.

Looking at Bullseye's effort to turn his head, the corners of his mouth bleeding rapidly, but his limbs did not move, he couldn't help shaking his head.

Frank, who was quietly watching the battle just now, stepped forward.

Before waiting for him to speak, Hong Fei said, "There's no help."