Chapter 115: Dragon Hunter!

Death row prisoners, who had been less vigilant, became focused again. The police gun in his hand was also quickly raised.

But the cold and dark muzzle is no longer a threatening beauty hostage, but Tang Huan who exudes a terrifying atmosphere.

Throughout the thirty years of life experience of a condemned prisoner, no one has ever been able to give him such a strong mental oppression psychologically. Tang Huan is the first.

But he was still half a beat late in raising his gun.

At least when Tang Huan suddenly rushed to his eyes like a fierce beast, his movement of raising the muzzle of his gun was as slow as a snail.

Click.

I don't know when, Tang Huan's big rough hand was on the wrist of the condemned prisoner. He exerted his strength so violently that the condemned prisoner only felt as if his wrist had been shattered by a heavy hammer. The pain spread rapidly throughout the body.

In pain, he pushed out the beautiful hostage in front of him. to get out. and stopped Tang Huan's extremely ferocious offensive.

His push was also extremely powerful. The beautiful hostage's delicate body was like a kite with a broken string, flying in the direction of Tang Huan.

The pistol had already fallen to the ground under the pain of the condemned prisoner. The biggest threat to Tang Huan no longer exists. He scribbled down with one hand and steadily caught the stumbling hostage.

There was not the slightest throbbing on the plain face.

Beauty is in the arms, but I am afraid that most men will find it difficult to make themselves without waves. Especially the beauty in front of him, it can be said that the country is captivating. Temperament out of the dust.

But Tang Huan's attention was all on this death row prisoner.

Faintly, his long-suppressed emotions spread out. It's as if I've found a feeling I've been missing for a long time The vicissitudes of life in the heart have gradually become vibrant.

This kind of taste is something Tang Huan has never had since he returned to the city and came to Baicheng.

Even if it's to be alone with Sister Liu and do some ambiguous actions. Nor had he been so excited.

A hand is hooked on the waist of the beautiful hostage, waiting for the beautiful woman to stand firm. He slowly withdrew his big hand and asked without squinting, "Are you alright?"

"Thank you. The beautiful hostage's answer was also very neat. Then, as if she knew that there was going to be a big battle here, she politely stepped aside. Don't influence the young man's next move.

Fiancee?

What a bold name. On the beautiful face of the beautiful hostage, whose age cannot be judged, there is a faint smile that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Who the hell are you?"

The condemned prisoner's body bent slightly, his hands clenched into fists. In those eyes that remained flat all the time, there was a bloodthirsty glow like a beast.

It was like a fierce jackal, staring at Tang Huan and the weak parts of his body.

A true warrior who will not fight any enemy in the ring. Shooting is the fatal point. Anyone who is soft-hearted will push themselves into hell.

"Does it matter?" Tang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly. "I do know you're probably a border mercenary. It's just, why didn't anyone answer after absconding for a month? Are you an outcast? Or is the organization destroyed and there is no belonging?"

The condemned prisoner's pupils constricted slightly. He didn't expect Tang Huan to point out his origin at once. The vigilance in my heart was great, and I vaguely felt that it was difficult for me to leave this conference room.

"Companion?" the condemned prisoner was no longer proud, and his face showed a look of panic.

In front of that group of police officers who were born in peacetime, the experience of the condemned prisoners is rich enough, and the ability to face the battle is also beyond everyone's imagination.

But in front of Tang Huan, his experience seemed a little insignificant.

"I'm not so self-defeating. Tang Huan said indifferently. The look on his face was a little weird. "I'm the one who kills your fellow soldiers!"

He doesn't want to talk nonsense, and he doesn't want to discuss too much of the past in front of outsiders.

Now that we've come this far, the next step should be-

"Arrogance!"

The condemned prisoner suddenly swooped down and unexpectedly rushed towards Tang Huan who was not far away. His eyes were red, like a wild beast. And his bowl-sized iron fist also smashed head-on at Tang Huan's front door!

If you make a move, you will put Tang Huan to death! His methods are so vicious and outrageous that they are outrageous!

But when he approached rapidly, Tang Huan, who was standing in place, slapped the size of a fan. First of all, the offensive of the condemned prisoners was easily dismissed. Immediately, he bent his elbow and slammed his elbow into the side of the condemned man's head.

Bang!

The condemned prisoner suffered heavy injuries and his entire body fell horizontally. It was as if the upper body was pulled by a terrifying traction, and there was no movement even under the feet. Straight to the ground.

Tang Huan's elbow hit the death row prisoner's head dizzy, and his ears oozed blood. His forehead was smashed against the hard floor, and his flesh was blurred.

But Tang Huan didn't stop the movement of his hand, he kicked the condemned prisoner in the abdomen, causing him to slide on the floor for more than five meters before slamming into the wall.

The whole body seems to fall apart, and the internal organs are even more overturned. The condemned prisoner spat out a mouthful of blood, and had already lost the strength to get up. His eyes were full of despair and fear.

The strength of this young man is completely beyond the imagination of the condemned prisoner. He knew even better, even if he was the strongest heads-up king in the organization that year. couldn't support Tang Huan for a minute.

Who is he?

Why is it so powerful?

And, he seems to have said it just now. His existence is to kill border mercenaries!

"Ahem—"

The condemned prisoner coughed up a mouthful of blood, and looked at Tang Huan who walked slowly with a somewhat sloppy look. His voice was hoarse, "Who are you?"

Maybe it was Tang Huan's refusal before, which made him involuntarily add: "Let me die to understand." ”

"Don't run?" Tang Huan slowly squatted on the ground, lit a cigarette, and said with his thin lips slightly open. "Honest?"

The faces of the condemned prisoners were like ashes. From the arrogance and uninhibited at first sight, to lying on the ground like a dead dog at this moment. The condemned prisoner was destroyed by Tang Huan in all directions. Even the courage to struggle is gone.

"You're glad you didn't meet me on the battlefield. Tang Huan's voice was very low, and only the two sides could hear it. "Otherwise, you will go to hell like your outlaws. ”

Tang Huan said and slowly got up. Turning his head, he walked towards the beautiful woman who had captivated the country and the city.

For her own sake, will this beauty make a promise to her?

At least the least, it's time to give her first kiss, right?

Brother Huan seems to be a little psychologically deformed. There is a perverted idea of collecting the first kiss.

And the condemned prisoner who was curled up on the ground looked at Tang Huan's mysterious back with confused eyes, and muttered to himself: "Dragon hunter..."

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