The Super Special Forces King

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Zhang Feng strolled to the fighting area and looked around.

At this time, Moslicki, who had been waiting for a long time, also walked out.

Looking around, Zhang Feng's first sight was not Moslikski walking out, but Tolski.

Tolsky's hand had obviously undergone an operation, and it was tightly wrapped in gauze.At this moment, his eyes stared at Zhang Feng extremely viciously.

The doctor who performed the operation has told him that his hands are likely to have sequelae.

How can he not hate Zhang Feng, his right hand still needs to be used to hold the gun, and he needs to pull the trigger.

Once the sequelae are left, it will slow down the shooting speed, which is absolutely fatal when encountering an enemy on the battlefield.

I don't know what he thought of, a cold smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. Soon, soon, he would become worse than himself.

Noting Torski's expression, Zhang Feng's heart murmured, could there be any conspiracy?

But think about it, if you talk about conspiracy, you can say that you are their ancestor.

It's best not to play any tricks in front of yourself, otherwise don't blame yourself.

Moslikski walked to the fighting area, took off his training uniform jacket, pulled the thin gray-green half sleeves inside with both hands, and tore it abruptly, revealing a chest full of thick chest hair.

There was a low growl in his throat, and the muscles on his body bulged high, like a human-shaped brown bear.

Zhang Feng simply moved his neck and made a soft noise, but he did not take off his clothes.

Taking off his clothes was to make the activities more convenient, but Zhang Feng felt that it was unnecessary.

Tolsky's eyes were extremely fierce, staring at Zhang Feng fiercely, as if he had murdered his father.

Zhang Feng also put away all his contempt, and the lion must fight the rabbit with all his strength. He didn't want to accidentally turn the window in the gutter.

Compared with patience, how could Moslickiski be better than Zhang Feng.

He took the lead and grew up tall and strong, Moslikski rushed directly to Zhang Feng with his arms.

Zhang Feng didn't move, seeing that his shoulder was about to hit his body, he turned to one side, took two steps back, and flashed over.

With a missed hit, Moslikski let out a low growl again, and the big slap of the fan slapped Zhang Feng directly.

Zhang Feng sneered at the corner of his mouth, leaning back, directly letting the opponent's attack fail.

Two consecutive times without even touching the edges of Zhang Feng's clothes, Moslikski's irritable temper became irritable, and he directly spread his arms around Zhang Fengxiong and hugged him.

Zhang Feng has no doubt that if he is held in his arms by the opponent, he will immediately be hugged and thrown off the court.

And even less wanted to have an intimate contact with his thick chest hair.

Take two steps back directly!

"Coward who can only hide!" Moslikski missed again, sneered in a deep voice.

"Really? Then I'll have fun with you!" Zhang Feng replied unceremoniously, just as the trial was over and it was time to do it.

At this moment, Zhang Feng's right hand hanging on his waist suddenly shook his wrist.

Moslikski has personally tried the taste of Zhang Feng's playing cards, and the bloodstain on his neck is still there!

So seeing Zhang Feng's little action, he immediately thought that the other party was going to use playing cards, and his body rushed directly to the side.

"silly!"

Zhang Feng taunted unceremoniously.Where are the playing cards of Rush, just teasing him to play.

The voice fell in the ears of Mosley Kesiji who had fallen on him, and he was immediately embarrassed, and his heart was not good, so he wanted to get up immediately.

But how could Zhang Feng give him such an opportunity.

Rushing to the front, Zhang Feng deliberately imitated the black man's action of kicking Tian Zhuang who had fallen to the ground, and hit Moslikski's cheek with a low whip leg.

Moslikski was not Tian Zhuang, and his eyes were not fascinated by the sand, so when he saw Zhang Feng's kicked leg, he directly raised his fist and smashed it, wanting to face Zhang Feng head-on.

Naturally, Zhang Feng is not Tian Zhuang. His leg strength is only 70% of his own strength, and 30% is left.

So when the sole of his foot was about to collide with his fist, he suddenly retracted his leg, touched the ground, twisted his waist, and kicked back with a kick.

Snapped!

An extremely crisp voice sounded, Moslikski's flying directly upside down, half of his cheek covered with footprints, already slightly red and swollen.

The corners of Pukan's mouth twitched again, and the expert would know if there was any, he had already seen that Moslikski was not Zhang Feng's opponent, and even the difference between the two was not even a little bit.

But he couldn't directly call to stop the competition, because this was the challenge Moslikski offered on his own initiative, and only his voluntary surrender would succeed.

Facing the fallen Moslikski, Zhang Feng did not continue pursuing, but stood still.

When he got up from the ground, he sneered and said, "As long as you shout out loud and surrender, I will let you go, how about it!"

surrender?Also shout out loud, this is the biggest insult to a soldier!

Moslikski's facial features were almost twisted together, showing the extent of anger.

Turning two big swings, whirring, slammed directly at Zhang Feng.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance, you can surrender at any time!"

Zhang Feng backed up two steps and flashed Mosliksky's powerful fist.The body burst out suddenly and rushed directly.

Moslikski was overjoyed, a good opportunity.He immediately hit the uppercut and took Zhang Feng's chin.

But at this moment, Zhang Feng's body suddenly moved half a step to the left, easily avoiding his fist.Sweeping the leg still directly hit the hemp of Moslikski's calf.

hiss.Taking a breath of cold air, Moslikski's body was unstable, and he couldn't help but lower.

As he bent his body, he saw a knee that was constantly enlarged in his eyes, and quickly raised his arm to block it.

boom.

The tremendous strength made his arms feel sore, but his head also lifted.

At this moment, Zhang Feng's fist also fell on his face.

Boom boom boom!

Moslicki was constantly backing away, Zhang Feng was constantly moving forward, his fists were still falling on the Moslick driver's face.

Zhang Feng only used 30% of his strength, otherwise Moslikski would have fallen to the ground and passed out.

He just wanted Moslikski to taste what it was like to be beaten into a pig, even his mother could not recognize it.

When Zhang Feng stopped his fist and stood still, Moslikski was still shaking his head, screaming in his mouth, he had been completely beaten.

Zhang Feng said again at this time: "Moslikski, should you consider what I said now, as long as you surrender."