dognovel Chapter 153 Waiting For The Good Show!
Chapter 153 Waiting For The Good Show!
Chapter 153 Waiting for the good show!
Bang!
Dad's fist hit Leng Feng's chest with a loud bang.
Leng Feng snorted, took two steps back, and the two separated.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and shook his sweaty head.
"I haven't played for a long time, so my body is really a little stiff."
"But now, I have to get serious."
Dad looked at Leng Feng, showing off his fists with contempt in his eyes.
"serious?"
"Do you think it will be useful if you take it seriously?"
Leng Feng stared at the old minister with ice-like eyes.
"If I hadn't seen your skin color, I wouldn't have believed you were Chinese."
Dad said: "But no matter how strong you are, it is impossible to leave here alive today."
"Really?" Leng Feng looked at his father with pity. The man in front of him was powerful and experienced. He was indeed a formidable enemy.
It's a pity that his brain has been completely burned out by the bullshit glory of the United States, so that he can't even see that he has no time to take care of himself.
The warm-up is over and it’s time to get down to business.
Dad looked at Leng Feng with a sneer. He was taller and stronger than Leng Feng.
He had the advantage in strength and physical fitness. He had no idea what this little Chinese special forces soldier could do to defeat him.
He watched Leng Feng take the initiative to charge towards him again and throw out a fierce punch.
The punch was fast and hard. Even if Leng Feng used his arm to block, Dad was still confident that he could directly break the opponent's hand bones with one punch!
The opponent's only option is to dodge!
But even if you dodge, it won't be useful.
Dad is taller, has longer arms, and has longer strides than Leng Feng.
He was already prepared for the pursuit, and based on his experience, he was sure that even if Leng Feng could escape his subsequent pursuit, he would still have to pay a heavy price!
It's just that...this Chinese special forces soldier didn't dodge? He chose to block hard?
The sneer on the father's face became even worse. If this is the case, then you should die!
His fist movement sped up a bit again, and when he was about to make contact with Leng Feng's arm blocking the side of his neck, Leng Feng suddenly turned his palm over, leaned forward suddenly, and caught his father's wrist.
Dad was stunned, what kind of move is this?
The next second, he only felt a pulling force from his wrist. The pulling force was not big, but it was enough to make his body, which was ready to go, lose its balance and stagger forward.
At the same time, Leng Feng's figure suddenly flashed by relying on this pulling force, and passed by his father in an instant.
Before Dad could come to his senses, Leng Feng grabbed Dad with his backhand, pressed his knee on his back, and broke him with all his strength.
Click!
There was a crisp sound.
Not just dislocation, but also bone fracture.
Dad's entire right arm hung down limply, and a heartbreaking pain hit him instantly.
After losing his right arm, Biao Zheng's combat ability dropped instantly.
His face was instantly covered with sweat caused by the severe pain, but not a single scream occurred during the whole process.
He threw a backhand punch with his left hand. The next second, there was another "" and "pop" sound, and his left hand was also grabbed by the wrist by Leng Feng.
Click!
There was another crisp sound.
Dad's left hand was also dislocated.
The severe pain caused his entire face to twist, and he reluctantly slammed into Leng Feng's head. A fist suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and then quickly enlarged.
"Boom!" A muffled sound resounded through Dad's mind. He fell to the sky. Just as he was about to turn over, another punch hit him hard in the face.
He lay down weakly, his dislocated and fractured arms no longer able to support his body. But compared to the physical pain, what was even more unacceptable to him was his own collapse!
Are Chinese people so strong?
Is this an exception or is it a common phenomenon?
He didn't know that Leng Feng had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and the fighting skills he had mastered were not something that crooks like them could fight against.
Leng Feng picked up his fist from his father's face. The father lying on the ground had no power to fight back.
"How's it going? Do you still think you Americans are the best in the world?" Leng Feng looked at his father condescendingly and sneered.
Dad finally came to his senses. He glanced at the sky through the broken roof with only the steel frame left, and his eyes fell on Leng Feng again.
The eyes that were already bloated were hooked, losing their sharpness [but gaining a lot of craziness.
"You are indeed very powerful, but do you think you won?"
"To tell you the truth, all you despicable Chinese people will be buried with me!"
Dad is almost crazy, but he has not lost yet, he still has his trump card.
Lying on the ground, he clearly felt the vibration of the ground, which was the resonance caused by the rolling of the tank tracks.
The undulations of the ground were felt by his body touching the ground, and he felt that the sound was so beautiful.
He knew without looking that dozens of tanks had appeared in the direction of the factory at the rear and were heading this way.
This is a tank of the Red Turban Army!
In other words, this was originally a tank belonging to Dad.
Although he is fighting as a mercenary this time, he is a member of the American C1A, and C1A has been operating in black Africa for too long.
It took so long that he didn't need to kill Audu at all to be able to control at least one-third of the Red Scarf Army's armored forces!
".々This is a force you cannot resist. Give up your struggle."
Dad said, coughing violently.
He didn't care about his own life or death, he just wanted to watch these Chinese people die.
"Leng Feng, tank troops are coming!"
The sound of footsteps sounded, and Lao He and others finally cleared out the last few mercenaries and came over with the expatriates.
The Chinese expatriates were extremely nervous. They looked at the tanks in the rear and were at a loss.
"What should we do now (Qian Zhao)?" the expatriate boss asked He Jianguo in a panic.
He Jianguo looked at the gun in his hand and was equally desperate.
Are you going to use a sniper rifle to fight tanks?
impossible!
He didn't know the miracle Chen Fang had created in Badie, so he naturally didn't consider this possibility. The only way he could think of now was to escape.
But among the expats there are wives and children!
"What to do!" he shouted.
He turned back and looked at the team of expatriates. They were driving tractors, and the speed could not reach above 60. It was impossible to escape the pursuit of tanks at such a speed.
Are you asking him to leave his woman and children behind and run the negotiation first?
This is impossible!
Faced with the despair of the expats and Lao He, Leng Feng was very indifferent.
"Don't panic."
He said with a relaxed smile: "We are waiting here!"
"Wait and watch a good show!".