The Super Special Forces King

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Back?How is it possible, how is it possible to give up the immediate advantage, it is not Zhang Feng's character.

As he moved forward, Zhang Feng’s speed increased again, and to the naked eye, the bandage he was wearing began to ooze red blood, and his physical skills exploded, thinking that the high load on the skeletal muscles would heal the wounds. Cracked again.

Do not retreat but advance!

Han Twelve never thought that the opponent could speed up, and he did not push the opponent back!

Zhang Feng's body swiftly approached, raising his arms to block the thighs and legs that Han Twelve pulled out. This place was the softest and did not bear much impact.

And after the block, he hooked his thigh with the arm of his hand, lifted it up, and at the same time threw out his leg to hit the supporting leg of Han Twelve.

It's a simple move, but at this time it is extremely useful.

Of course, Zhang Feng controlled her strength when she got out of her leg, otherwise her leg bone would be broken if she stepped down.

Han Twelve, whose body was lifted and lost its center of gravity, could not stop it at all. The supporting leg suffered severe pain and his body fell backward, but he didn't wait to land, but he felt like he was being lifted.

Whoosh!

Zhang Feng copied Han Twelve's legs and directly moved her twice in place, and threw it directly at Han San, who was rushing over to prepare for support.

The twelfth Han Dynasty felt like he was flying out.

The boss of Han San's eyes widened, and he wanted to catch Han Twelve, otherwise she would fall like this, which would definitely not be easy.

But this thought only took a moment, and he completely gave up.

He clearly saw the two steel cones in the hands of Han Twelve and her sharp stiletto heel. In order not to leave a few blood holes in his body, he could only open the Han Twelve One. Planting Pingsha Luoyan patted on the ground, and after struggling for a few times, he was completely unconscious.

Han San also stopped. Since there was no way to join forces with Han Twelve, there was no need to rush over.

Zhang Feng looked at Han San's expression quite admiringly. He didn't rescue Han Twelve for the so-called comradeship. You must know that if he rescues Han Twelve, it is not a rescue at all, but a harm!

If he takes the rescue, but does not say whether he can be rescued or is injured by the sharp steel cone of Han Twelve, he will also take the first shot and seriously injure him while he is preparing to save people.

Will he rescue or give up at that time?There is no choice at all.

Once he is abolished, Na Han Twelve also means'death!'

In a real fight to death, the comrades are injured and must be treated if conditions permit, but if conditions do not permit, then it is correct to kill the opponent first and then rescue.

There is also Han San's ability to stop instead of rushing over, indicating that his mind is very delicate, and he is very smart and not reckless, which is why Zhang Feng admires him.

"I admire you very much, but it cannot be a reason for me to let you go." Zhang Feng speeded up and rushed towards Han San. Although the distance got closer, his speed continued to improve.

Only when you feel Zhang Feng's speed positively can you feel how terrifying it is, if you don't look at it from a distance, you can feel it.

Han San felt that he could not judge Zhang Feng's position at all, he could only bite the bullet and smash it out with his hard fist, and he kept his strength, so that he could recruit and defend in time.

Moreover, what he is most confident of is his own strength, believing that even if the strength of the collection hits Zhang Feng, it will inevitably cause sufficient damage.

There is also his fast speed, which means that his strength will be relatively weak, and this is his own opportunity.

Thinking of this, Han San quickly attacked with jabs in turn, controlling his longer arm to control the distance, and squeezing his back fist to make a final decision!

Zhang Feng quickly walked around Han San, did not rush out, nor did he rush out, he was waiting.

The two of them lasted for about half a minute, and Zhang Feng's speed dropped slightly, as if he was physically weak.

Han San's eyes suddenly brightened, and the chance to wait finally came!

Swish...Two front jabs control Zhang Feng's position and distance. The heavy fist squeezed in his right hand rounded and crossed the arc and blasted towards Zhang Feng's head. The Russian-style fist swung, fiercely speaking. Yu.

The corner of Zhang Feng's mouth sneered, his body leaned back, his fierce fist almost wiped the tip of his nose, while he leaned back, his left leg bounced and the toe hooked straight to Han San's crotch, sulking insidiously. foot!

Han San's face changed completely!

Immediately buckle the two knees inward to resist the yin feet, the posture looks like a twisted little girl, cough cough, but his giant man of more than two meters makes such a movement, don't mention it...

But the result is that the yin feet that I wanted to resist did not appear at all. The lifting of the left leg was just a false move. He twisted his waist and bent his right leg through the middle of Hansan, and then placed his toes on his chest. Bounced out!

boom!

The tiptoes and Hansan's chin made a brief and intimate contact.

The picture is still solidified. Han San's head is tilted back sharply, with a painful look on his face, while Zhang Feng's upper body is almost horizontally in the air, his left foot is bent and his body is flat, and his right leg is drawn out. It looks like an'upside down golden hook', but it's a pity that Zhang Feng is not playing football, but Han San's chin.

This foot Zhang Feng is full of 70% of the strength, because the chin is the most vulnerable part of the human body. If it is hit hard, it will be shocked, and life will be threatened.

Again, Zhang Feng couldn't bear to hurt them with such a baby bump.

Han San finally lost his intuition. Zhang Feng landed on his back and touched the wound on his back. Finally, there was a sharp pain, and the blood oozing from the gauze became even more red.

Enduring the severe pain, stood up from the ground, walked to the place where he threw away the clothes, picked it up, and put it on again.

Wandering in front of Chen Wanru, greeted all the team members to stand in front of her, and said in a deep voice: "Under my introduction, my name is Zhang Feng. Now who else is not convinced can stand up, do you?"

Looking around everyone, no one was unconvinced.Of course, they were convinced. The two strongest fighters in the team were not Zhang Feng’s opponents. They were'killed' without even having a chance to fight back, and it seemed that the opponent was still injured. How could this be possible? Not convinced yet.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Zhang Feng nodded and said: "It seems that you are all convinced, very good! Remember my name, and I will gradually get to know you! But to be honest, I will tell you some Disappointed..." He shook his head slightly.