The Close Special Soldier

Zhao Yang clenched his fists, blue tendons on his arms suddenly appeared, his eyes cold as if from the Arctic circle.

Master Kong stepped forward, then opened his mouth to Zhao Yang and said, "I'll have a meeting with you. If you win me, I won't interfere in this matter any more."

As soon as Zhao Yang's eyes brightened, he stared at Master Kong with a puzzled face and asked, "really? Are you telling the truth? "

Master Kong said positively: "of course, I Kong Rusheng always keep my word."

"Good!" Zhao Yang said to the middle-aged man who called himself Kong Rusheng, "come on."

Kong Rusheng stepped on the ground with both feet, then rushed to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang turned around and ran out. Zhao Chen frowned and yelled at Kong Rusheng: "Master Kong, be careful not to be fooled by him!"

However, Kong Rusheng didn't seem to hear Zhao Chen's words, and he kept chasing Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang's feet on the ground, his body jumped up, and then soared up, his feet on the Bush, jumped up again, and then stepped on the branch, and then flew forward several meters. In short, Zhao Yang only needs a little something to fly forward for a few meters, and the speed is much faster than usual.

Kong Rusheng looks at Zhao Yang like this, his eyes brighten, and a smile appears at the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect to see a master of internal skill here. His lightness skill is good.

Then he saw Kong Rusheng also jumped up, just like Zhao Yang, flying up in mid air and catching up quickly.

Two masters of lightness skill are chasing each other, keeping a distance of five or six meters. Kong Rusheng finds that the young man's lightness skill is not equal to his own. He is more excited. What does that mean? It shows that he can have a good fight.

After running for nearly two kilometers, they came to an open place. Zhao Yang stopped. Then they saw him turn around and face Kong Rusheng.

"Which school is the younger brother from?" Kong Rusheng fists Zhao Yang and asks.

Zhao Yang hummed coldly: "no comment!"

Kong Rusheng was not angry either. He said with a smile, "since you don't want to say it, let's have a fight." Without saying a word, Kong Rusheng rushed to Zhao Yang.

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The next moment, two people turned around at the same time, looking at each other, Kong Rusheng patted his chest with his hand, then grinned and said to Zhao Yang: "your fist power is very big."

Zhao Yang also shrugged his shoulders. Just now, his shoulder was also hit by Kong Rusheng's fist. At this time, he was in a faint pain. If it wasn't for the genuine Qi in his body after eating the Dragon pill, he could use the Qi to protect his body. Kong Rusheng's fist would be enough for Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang looked at Kong Rusheng and said, "I made you master the iron cloth shirt! Good

Kong Rusheng said with a smile: "your Kung Fu is also good. Come on, let's have a good fight this time. "

Kong Rusheng flashed again and rushed to Zhao Yang.

This time, the triple force of Zhao Yang's sequel blows at Kong Rusheng. Kong Rusheng doesn't dodge Zhao Yang's fist because he has a iron cloth shirt to defend himself, so he chooses to use his fist to fight Zhao Yang's fist. Generally, the enemy suffers because his iron cloth shirt has very good defensive ability.

With a loud bang, Kong Rusheng suddenly stepped back a few steps. He only felt that three forces came from Zhao Yang's hands, one more powerful than the other.

Then, under Zhao Yang's three forces, Kong Rusheng's right arm and the iron cloth shirt on his shoulder were broken one by one. He felt pain in his right hand. Since he trained the iron cloth shirt, he seldom felt pain in the process of confrontation. As a result, he felt it again today.

Zhao yangke didn't give Kong Rusheng any chance to breathe. After the blow, he pushed his feet on the ground and ran after Kong Rusheng.

Kong Rusheng is also not a fuel-efficient lamp. After being bombarded by Zhao Yang's triple strength, he immediately adjusted his pace and center of gravity to meet Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang clenched his fists with both hands, and a straight fist went through Rusheng's chest. Kong Rusheng dodged to avoid Zhao Yang's blow. Then he hit Zhao Yang's temple with a left hook.

Of course, Zhao Yang won't be hit so easily by the other side. He just slipped, flashed to one side, and then kicked Kong Rusheng with a whip.

Bang, Kong Rusheng didn't dodge. He reached out his hand like lightning, grabbed Zhao Yang's foot, and then pulled to his side to drag him.

Zhao Yang stretched out his left foot, directly kicked Kong Rusheng, forced to let go of Zhao Yang's leg. Under the huge inertia, Zhao Yang's body flew forward.

After landing, Zhao Yang staggered back a few steps, and then he stood firm.

At the same time, on the other side of Murong Bingyun, Zhao Chen stood in the same place and walked back and forth. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he was. Especially when he remembered what Zhao Yang had done before and the losses he had suffered in front of Zhao Yang, Zhao Chen finally couldn't help it. He said to Hans, "Hans, look at them, I'll have a look."Hans hates Zhao Chen very much, but he is his own employer. In addition, if he wants to leave the jungle, he must rely on him. If he falls out with him, and he won't let himself leave the island, he will have to become a savage and live a primitive life. So he had no choice but to promise Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen takes out two pistols and runs to Zhao Yang and Kong Rusheng. He has already thought about it. As long as he finds Zhao Yang, he can immediately shoot at Zhao Yang in the dark and kill him with one shot. In this way, the game is over.

Hans, holding a pistol in his hand, sat on the ground with a cigarette in his other hand, and then read to Murong Bingyun and Liu Qiang: "I know you Huaxia people today. It's unreasonable. We are invited to deal with Zhao Yang, but we don't trust us and find other people."

"Do you know what professional ethics are? Do you know what professional ethics is? As killers, since we take your money, even if we die, we have to do a good job for you. Now that you've invited us, trust us. "

Hans was obviously very indignant. He put out his cigarette butt, lit one more cigarette, and then continued to curse: "Chinese people, they are rubbish without words! What stupid rubbish

Murong Bingyun said coldly to Hans, "do you still work for him?"

Hans sneered, and then said to Murong Bingyun with a smile: "Oh, dear beauty, you know, he is my employer. He gave me money and asked me to serve him, so I have to serve him well. In addition, if I fall out with him and he doesn't let me leave here, I will become a savage in my life. I'm not so stupid."

Liu Qiang obviously didn't understand English. He yelled at Hans in Chinese: "Hello! My father's leg is still bleeding. Get some ointment to help my father stop bleeding, or he will die! "

Murong Bingyun looks at Liu Guodong leaning weakly behind the tree. She lowers her head and turns pale. At a glance, she knows that it's because she was shot in her thigh and lost too much blood. She is also worried in her heart. She says to Hans, "can you help me stop the blood in my partner's thigh?"

Hans looked at the weak Liu Guodong and sneered: "it's none of my business! You Chinese are so dishonest and cunning. Why should I save you? "

Hans stood up and stretched his back to Murong Bingyun. Then he looked at the place where Zhao Chen disappeared and fell into meditation.

Murong Bingyun looks at Liu Guodong's face more and more pale, and his heart is more anxious. Just now Liu Guodong's performance moved Murong Bingyun. He and Zhao Yang met for the first time last night, but in the end, they were able to make such a response in a critical moment. It's really moving.

At this time, suddenly Murong Bingyun heard a weak creak from his head.

She subconsciously raised her head and saw a man lying on a branch three meters above her head. It was the speechless Xiaohai. Xiaohai was lying on the branch with a dagger in his hand. He grinned at Murong Bingyun and raised the dagger in his hand.

Murong Bingyun immediately understood what he meant. She nodded to Xiaohai and motioned him to throw the dagger down.

Xiaohai cleverly put down the dagger and just fell behind Murong Bingyun. Then Xiaohai quickly climbed up the tree trunk and hid on a branch with thick leaves.

Just at this time, Hans turned around, but fortunately Murong Bingyun had lowered his head. She was holding the dagger that Xiaohai still had in her hand, and was slowly cutting the rope tied to her hands with the dagger.

Hans went to Murong Bingyun and squatted down, his eyes full of evil smile.

"Oh, dear, you are so beautiful. Although I hate Chinese people, I don't hate beautiful women. Since it's boring to stay here, I think we should have something to do with each other. " Hans smiles, reaches out his hand and touches Murong Bingyun's face.

Murong Bingyun twisted his body a few times, turned his head to one side and hummed to Hans coldly: "take away your dirty hands!"

Hans laughed even more happily. He said with a smile, "honey, the way you struggle excites me. I like the feeling."

On one side, Liu Qiang angrily scolded HanStone: "son of a bitch! Beast! Let go of your hands and don't touch my sister-in-law! "