Chapter 13 Fighting Side by Side Against the Enemy
Han Zijian was very calm, he didn't even move a step, and after avoiding the long-haired man's second fierce long punch, Leng Ling'er, who was watching the battle from the side, also smiled.
At this moment, the drizzle has stopped, and the fog is getting thicker, after carefully observing the two people again, confirming that they did not bring firearms, Leng Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief and secretly analyzed:
With bare hands, even if there are pipes/iron-making tools, dealing with these two men who look quite powerful is a piece of cake for Han Zijian, and it seems that it is a foregone conclusion to catch these two unlucky captives back today.
It's been a long time since I've seen Hanzijian really fight, and today is a rare opportunity, so I have to watch and learn it.
After taking a few steps back, Leng Ling'er clasped her hands to her chest, she leaned on the warm front cover of the car, held the weapon that had been loaded in her hand, put it in her sleeve, and did not forget to be vigilant and wait for the changes.
On the battlefield, the long man fired two punches in a row, both of which were empty, followed by the third punch and the fourth punch, and the punch was full of strength, the fist was windy, and the punch was more ruthless than the first punch.
Han Zijian still dodged left and right unhurriedly, and did not rush to make a move.
He probably wanted to get to the bottom of it first to see how strong this person was.
After a few faces, after a few moves, Han Zijian had already concluded from the long-haired man's punching technique:
This person must have been in the barracks, and he used the standard routine of military grappling and fighting.
Seeing that the long-haired man was a little angry after four consecutive punches missed, Han Zijian couldn't help but laugh and ridiculed:
"Hehe, the little kung fu I finally learned in the department/team, I haven't practiced for a long time after I was discharged from the army, and I have almost lost it by you. ”
"Phew, don't hide, take my punch. ”
After the long-headed man's four-plate axe was over, although he was a little angry, his fifth punch still smashed like lightning.
"Hehe, the master is not a rammer, is it difficult to stand stupidly and wait to be beaten!"
However, this time he didn't wait for his fist to get closer, Han Zijian sneered and took the initiative to raise his fist to meet it.
I saw two strong fists, quickly staggered in the air, Han Zijian's right arm was two centimeters longer than the long-haired man, and the fist speed carrying the strong wind was obviously one second and one millimeter faster than him.
"Bang!"
After a dull blow, the long-haired man felt that he had been inexplicably hit hard in the chest.
In a dull pain that could not be screamed, the long-haired man who had been deflated by a punch was so embarrassed that he couldn't breathe normally.
He didn't bother to put his fists away, so he covered his chest with one hand, opened his mouth wide and hurriedly begged for oxygen, and then spread it out in a piece of sludge.
At this time, the pain of lack of oxygen and aggravation of pain had already suffocated the long-haired man, and his face was immediately flushed, and sweat was like rain.
Sure enough, it was seen through by Hanzi Jian at a glance.
This long-haired man really had a few years of special forces career, and he relied on this hole card that he thought he was the king bomb, so he was very brave to make the first move.
But at this time and then, after returning to the place after being discharged from the army, and after being a personal bodyguard for a few years, he spent every day drinking and drinking, and this person had already been emptied by wine and girls.
However, with his skills, if he dealt with three or five or seven gangsters, he would definitely be able to hold up the scene, but he was unlucky today and hit Han Zijian's hand headlong.
"Just you two times, go back and practice hard for another twenty years, you are not your master's opponent, sit down and rest obediently, let that stupid big man try again," Han Zijian pointed at them again and smiled.
The first time I saw Han Zijian so hurtful, and at this moment, he was a kind of naughty and cute that he had never seen before, Leng Ling'er, who was watching the battle, had been amused by the sunny lover who lived in this heart.
Before the bald man could make a move, he was despised by his opponent, and naturally he was angry.
He also used a particularly contemptuous look, after glancing at the long-haired man who was unbearable at the moment, he suddenly punched the 'evil wolf out of the heart' with a fierce fist and rushed up.
The height is about the same as this bald man, but he is not as fat as the Hanzi Sword, and after a left-handed side float, the beautiful one let this punch pass.
Faced with this man's well-known moves, Han Zijian finally lost his patience and kicked him directly on his oncoming leg bone.
The bald man who was suddenly hit by the cold and unexpectedly lost his balance immediately after being kicked, and he plopped on the ground, coming to a classic, old-fashioned style.
This bald man, who weighed an estimated weight of 180 pounds, was thrown to the ground, and after he got up angrily, he gritted his teeth and glared fiercely, and suddenly took out a refined short sword, danced a sword flower, and pounced again.
Facing the flying sword dance in front of him, Han Zijian didn't dare to despise it, he began to turn left and right to avoid it, and began to look for fighters.
After a few more thrilling rounds.
Han Zijian found that this bald man was much more powerful than the long-haired man.
This person's footwork is steady, and his swordsmanship is sharp and orderly, just from his agile hands, you can know that this fat guy is really a practitioner.
The most important thing is that the bald man's set is more exciting, and after the famous swordsmanship that he can't say for the time being, although he didn't hurt Hanzi's sword in the slightest, he didn't lose his mind because of this, and messed up his steps and techniques.
After another sword missed, I saw that the bald man suddenly closed his momentum, then adjusted his posture, immediately held the short sword back, changed to a set of weird Tai Chi swordsmanship, and pounced on it again in a hurry, and wiped it towards Hanzijian's neck with a fierce 'old man tapping rubber'.
Seeing the swordsmanship of the right way he walked this time, Han Zijian didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly leaned back to lower his waist, and then bent his hands upside down, and after letting go of the cold and shining sword blade, he kicked again, and flicked it towards his block.
The bald man seemed to have been on guard, and when he saw that another sword missed, he hurriedly fled sideways, and sensitively dodged the important kick of Hanzi's sword.
In this way, the two fought for more than ten rounds, but they couldn't tell whether you won or lost.
But Hanzijian found that this bald man used to use these swordsmanship, that is, these swordsmanship, and his routine was too positive, so he would not be flexible.
The long-haired man, who had been paralyzed on the ground to recuperate, had probably recovered his vitality at this time, and seeing that his bald companion had been fighting for a long time, he took a deep breath, got up quietly, and then held a dirty brick, and together with the bald man, he pounced on the Hanzi sword at the same time.
Leng Ling'er, who had already itched his hands and feet and wanted to participate in the war, and was watching the battle from the sidelines, did not give up the monitoring of the long-haired man, and when he saw his sudden sneak attack, he naturally refused to agree.
After a coquettish shout, Leng Ling'er only used two steps to run, then jumped high, and then used a beautiful air spin double flying kick, like a black shadow, to fly towards the long-haired man's hand holding the brick.
"Ahh
After hearing only a ghostly scream, the long-haired man, already holding the dirty brick, smashed back into his face.
Suddenly, his miserable nose was flattened, his bitter lips were crooked, and the hot, salty, sour, and spicy ones immediately flowed all over his face.
Han Zijian, who was still entangled with the bald man, after hearing the ghost screams behind him, hurriedly looked back, and saw Leng Ling'er directly defeating the enemy with one move, and he was happy to praise it in his heart, and immediately became more excited.
Turning his head and smiling, after giving Leng Ling'er a thumbs up, Han Zijian directly 'flew over the stream', and flew directly behind him with two somersaults that made people can't help but cheer.
Today is considered to have met a tough master, the bald man panicked, afraid of being attacked from behind, hurriedly turned around, and stubbornly rushed towards Hanzijian.
Finally, when the bald man held the sword with both hands fiercely, and used the 'ramming man thirsty to split the big watermelon' with one move that had been used twice, and came to the hood again, Hanzijian was already waiting for him a second in advance.
This time, there was no need to avoid it at all, Hanzi Jian turned sideways and used a move 'Drunken Tiger Play Kick', after a missile with one foot, the bald man's right wrist artery was numb, and he had already received a heavy blow.
Immediately afterwards, I saw Han Jian quickly turn around and take a steady step, and then another move 'Stubborn Tiger Hitting the Stone', his fists worked together, and smashed the side waist of the bald man.
After Han Zijian completed this kick and fist in one go, in the cry of the bald man, his short sword had already drawn a flashing arc and flew towards Leng Ling'er.
Leng Ling'er was happy when she saw it, and immediately used a graceful jump, and then wrapped her hand in the air, and easily captured the short sword.
Look at the bald man again, although his face is bitter at the moment, tears and snot have been beaten out, but he gritted his teeth and stretched out his waist with one hand, as if he wanted to dig out something more powerful...