Text Volume 1 Into the Rich Family_Chapter 83 Violence
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Han Dong rarely uses violence to solve problems.
However, when it came to the end, I didn't mind.
Today's events are particularly obvious, if he doesn't follow Min Hui's wishes, there will only be more trouble in the future.
He is really taboo that someone is always staring behind his back like a poisonous snake.
Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the studio that's about to open.
offended Min Hui, he and Zheng Wenzhuo wanted to run on Sanshou Street, I am afraid it will not be easy.
On the contrary, Tan Sheng didn't have as much care as Han Dong had in his heart.
All that is important is money, and Brother Hui said that after "teaching" Han Dong well today, he can get 100,000 yuan.
I heard the brother below mention that Han Dong is good.
Tan Sheng, a master who used to be a professional sanda player, never took it to heart.
No matter how powerful ordinary people are, they are also vulnerable. Even if Han Dong had been a soldier before, he was equally disdainful.
The so-called veterans, Tan Sheng doesn't know how many he has come into contact with, and there is almost no difference from ordinary people.
The only difference is one more veteran gimmick.
"Xiao Tan, be merciful. ”
Min Hui glanced at Liu Jianmin and ordered casually.
said so, the coldness in his eyes made Tan Sheng, who had been with him for a long time, aware of it.
Tan Sheng he: "Brother Hui, don't worry, I have measure." ”
The sound fell, shook his neck, and in the sound of firecracker-like dislocation of the cervical vertebrae, Tan Sheng's body moved forward loosely.
Sanda's most standard fighting posture seems to have countless flaws, but in fact, it is so tight that it may make a move at any time. And before he made a move, no one could have predicted whether he was going to punch or kick.
's strong posture made the onlookers hold their breath.
Imagine the scene where Tan Sheng kicked the opponent's head and Han Dong fell to the ground like a log. Or Han Dong was twisted and his arm or thigh was broken, and he screamed.
This person dares to go to the appointment alone today, and he really doesn't know how to write dead words.
Five meters, four meters, three meters.
Like a leisurely stroll, the distance between Tan Sheng and Han Dong is slowly getting closer.
The last step fell, and there was a soft thud.
Tan Sheng's right leg, like a thick whip, hit Han Dong's waist.
Medium whip legs.
If under normal circumstances, the speed of a person's leg is about a second, then Tan Sheng's leg is at least five times faster, like a lightning flash.
Han Dong was a little surprised, he had never been in contact with professional sanda athletes, and at first glance, he was a little uncomfortable.
His feet changed, not daring to easily sweep his edge, and Han Dong flexibly slid back two steps.
Tan Sheng kicked out with one leg, pounced forward, and kicked straight again.
Very experienced experience.,The landing point of the attack is all the middle door.,The intention is to make people unavoidable.。
Han Dong really didn't hide, in fact, if he hid again, he could only turn around and run away.
Taking a half step back, using his right leg as a fulcrum, his leaning back body suddenly leaned forward. Both hands, almost as accurate as computer calculations, firmly pressed Tan Sheng's wrists.
The irreversible force made Han Dong's wrists sore and numb, but he didn't have time to feel it, his body turned sideways, and he used his strength to bring people out.
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Tan Sheng took a few steps forward to stabilize his body, and Han Dong also stumbled, but he stood firmly in place like a nail.
Shaking his wrist without a trace, he somewhat understood why this person's nickname was Tan Sanjiao.
Only the strength of his right leg, Han Dong has not encountered a few in the army.
Tan Sheng's blow, if it is not a position, many people who have not experienced resistance training will not be able to bear it at all.
Han Dong had no doubt that if Tan Sheng wanted to kill someone, he would be hit in the head or back of the neck with a kick, and there was at least a 30% chance of killing the person.
"Xiao Tan, haven't you eaten today, it's soft!!"
Seeing that the first wave of attacks was easily avoided by Han Dong, Min Hui was a little impatient and reprimanded.
What he wanted was the result of the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, not letting Tan Sheng play with Han Dong.
Accustomed to Tan Sheng ending the battle in a few seconds, Min Hui kept his hand when Tan Sheng was today.
Tan Sheng was depressed in his heart, and approached Han Dong again, and the main way of attack was still his legs.
or knee, or sweep, or kick.
It's not as thrilling as it is on TV, but with naked fists and no protective measures, it's really thrilling every step and makes people shiver.
No matter how fierce and impatient the attack was, it didn't have a big effect on Han Dong.
Liu Jianmin's voice was slightly warned: "Heizi, aren't you going to let the two of them fight all the time!"
Min Hui was impatient, and turned his anger on Tan Sheng: "I'll give you three more minutes, if you can't win, just pack up my things and get out." ”
Three minutes, one hundred and eighty seconds.
In the blink of an eye, in a brawl of seconds, this time is not only a long time, not to mention that before Min Hui spoke, Tan Sheng and Han Dong had been entangled for almost two minutes.
Han Dong frowned vaguely, and his breathing became slightly heavier.
But without the slightest consideration, Tan Sheng pounced.
From the beginning of this fight, he was worried about how to end the battle without offending Min Hui. It doesn't even matter if he's willing to take a few hits if he can.
As long as Tan Sheng's move is killing, Han Dong can hardly predict what will happen.
The other party may not dare to kill himself, but he will definitely dare to cut off his hands and feet.
Therefore, one has no taboos, the other has concerns, and it can be imagined that it is difficult.
The thoughts turned, but the movements were not slow at all.
When Tan Sheng was close, he stepped abruptly close to the other party, his hands were wrong, and with the strength of the other party, he completed a complete over-the-shoulder throwing action.
After doing all this, Han Dong opened Tan Sheng's fist with a snap, and the person retreated quickly.
Tan Sheng was completely anxious by Han Dong's three times and two blows, and from the beginning of this fight, his attacks never really hit the other party.
It's like catching a loach, no matter how hard you try, you can't catch it.
"Nima, what are you hiding!"
Tan Sheng rolled up and used both fists and feet.
Seeing that he was so ignorant, Han Dong had a cold look in his eyes, and when the other party was near, he punched the cold from the bottom to the top and hit Tan Sheng's armpit.
With a muffled pop, Tan Sheng's right arm immediately became sore, and his face changed drastically.
He only now felt Han Dong's precise grasp of the attack.
Shooting at will is the key point that the human body can hardly bear.
Of course, he didn't know what kind of character Han Dong he was facing.
You may not be able to win a national sanda champion, but if you want to take down a sanda player who has just started for a short time, you can at least pick out countless ways.
The previous concession was to ask Tan Sheng to retreat from the difficulty. With Liu Jianmin here, it is impossible for this fight to last too long.
I don't let it now, because there is no need for it.
At this moment, Tan Sheng's right leg swept low again.
Han Dong didn't retreat this time, but took a step forward, strangely stuck in the middle of Tan Sheng's legs.
How fast and fierce Tan Sheng's legs kicked, how quickly he retreated.
Silent, not even making a sound, Tan Sheng rolled to the ground holding his legs.
This time, it can only be seen clearly after the professional camera slows down, it is Tan Sheng's most vulnerable ankle, and he kicked Han Dong's leg bone with all his strength.
It's not a coincidence, it was Han Dong who easily reached the point where he was the least powerful, and he did it deliberately.
Dealing with the basic high and low whip legs was something that Han Dong had been exposed to since he began to learn fighting. Tan Sheng's speed may be fast, but it is not so fast that it dazzles him.