Urban Iron-Blooded Soldier King

Looking at Mr. Ruan's attack, Dong Wenfeng sighed with admiration. The other party's skill was very good and his combat experience was very rich. He deceived himself with a false move, and then went straight to his throat.

The throat is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. If he really grasps it, he may die.

Mr. Ruan's eyes flashed with complacency, and the strength of his claws increased a bit. His eyes at Dong Wenfeng were like looking at a corpse again.

His strength and speed have reached the peak. He is confident that no matter who comes, he can't avoid his blow, but he can't!

However, the next second, Mr. Ruan was stunned and looked incredible.

His wrist was tightly held by Dong Wenfeng, and he could no longer save a penny.

"This... How is this possible?!" Mr. Ruan lost his voice and exclaimed, his eyes full of horror.

All along, he is very confident about his speed. Maybe someone can surpass him, but he should never include the guy in front of him!

But just now, seeing his own hand, he was about to grasp the other party's throat. The latter was able to come first, blocking his inevitable blow!

Mr. Ruan couldn't help but get a chill from the soles of his feet to his forehead. You know, at their level, it's very difficult to improve his reaction speed, not to mention that this guy is so much faster than himself!

How terrible his strength should be!

"The skill is good, but it's just good." Dong Wenfeng said calmly.

Mr. Ruan felt Dong Wenfeng's contempt and a sense of humiliation came to his heart. As the king of war in Southeast Asia, his pride did not allow anyone to dare to treat himself like this!

"You die!" Mr. Ruan roared, and another fist smashed at Dong Wenfeng's face door.

"Overestimate your strength!" Dong Wenfeng flashed a trace of ridicule in his eyes, loosened the other party's palm and also punched.

Bang!

Their fists collided in the air and made a dull noise.

The huge impact force forced Mr. Ruan to step back involuntarily and draw a long footprint on the ground. After about ten steps, Mr. Ruan stood firm.

From time to time, severe pain came from his left arm, which made him frown.

Especially when he saw Dong Wenfeng standing in place, his face was even more ugly.

He lost the competition just now!

"Boy, you successfully angered me!" Mr. Ruan's voice was low and seemed to suppress his emotions again.

"So what?" Dong Wenfeng disdained.

"Hehe, I'll let you feel the taste of life is better than death soon!" Mr. Ruan smiled grimly, took out a small blue pill from his pocket and swallowed it.

"Fortifier?" Dong Wenfeng shook his head and sighed, "do you people in Southeast Asia have no brains? Anything with such side effects can be eaten as a pill. "

Fortifier is a drug developed by the military in Southeast Asia. It can stimulate people's potential to the greatest extent. According to the test, it can increase a person's speed and strength several times in half an hour.

When Dong Wenfeng fought with Southeast Asian special forces, each other would carry this medicine, so he recognized it at a glance.

Of course, the side effects of this drug are great. The light ones need to rest for several months, while the heavy ones will damage their physical functions and even die.

"Can you recognize the strengthening agent?! Who the hell are you? " Mr. Ruan said sternly as soon as his pupils tightened.

"Ghost!" Dong Wenfeng said word by word.

"What?! Are you a ghost? " Mr. Ruan exclaimed, looking incredible.

In the security departments of various countries, the name of the ghost can be said to be unknown to everyone. It can be said that every time he performs a task, he is full of tricks, which frightens the special forces of various countries!

Moreover, he has maintained a record that no one can match so far.

All the tasks he participated in failed!

This makes him a legend in the special forces world!

The cold sweat soaked Mr. Ruan's back in an instant. He had an impulse. Now he ran as far as possible.

After all, the name of the ghost is too frightening. It's not something you can provoke!

But soon, Mr. Ruan calmed down. He looked at Dong Wenfeng, sneered and said, "boy, you almost cheated me! The ghost has been famous for a long time. How can it be about 30 years old! "

The ghost has always been mysterious, and no one has ever seen his true face. However, when the general special forces enter the battlefield after selective training, they must be in their early twenties, so we speculate that the age of the ghost should be nearly 30 now.

They had no idea that Dong Wenfeng had entered the battlefield in less than a year of military training.

"It doesn't matter whether it's right or not. If you dare to be presumptuous in China, I'll let you pay the price of bleeding!" Dong Wenfeng's eyes flashed, and his momentum changed. He was like a sharp sword out of its scabbard, with a sharp edge!

"What a big breath! I really don't know the height of heaven and earth! " Mr. Ruan sneered that his medicine had begun to take effect.

His whole body swelled, his clothes had broken, and many muscles were exposed, like rocks.

Ferocious, terrible!

"Boy, take your life!" Mr. Ruan roared. He wanted to wash away the humiliation just now with Dong Wenfeng's blood!

Before the words fell, Mr. Ruan's body came to Dong Wenfeng like a flash of lightning.

Listening to the sound of cutting through the air, Mr. Ruan quickly and incomparably punched and rushed straight to Dong Wenfeng's face.

The fist came very fast. At the moment of breathing, it was ten centimeters in front of Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng had a meal at his feet, and his body moved hard to the side. His fist wiped Dong Wenfeng's hair and hit the air.

A fierce look flashed in Mr. Ruan's eyes. The strength of his arm had not been removed. A whip leg took Dong Wenfeng's lower body.

Dong Wenfeng's body retreated and escaped the blow again.

Seeing that the two attacks failed to do anything, Mr. Ruan's body soared, his speed increased again, bullied him and launched a crazy attack on Dong Wenfeng.

Mr. Ruan hit one after another. The attack was like a tide. Every part of his body became his means of attack. Obviously, he tried his best.

However, Dong Wenfeng looked very leisurely. He dodged Mr. Ruan's attack with his hands in his pockets. Each attack of the latter rubbed his body and was dodged by him.

Dong Wenfeng is not ready to fight back for the time being. Since he left the blade of God, Dong Wenfeng has been away from the battle. His body is about to rust. This time, he finally met a fairly good opponent. He wants to have a good time.