Seeing Chen Jiabing rushing over, Mas Enkeno rushed over without hesitation.

"Woo Woo ......"

The sound of the collision continued to reach everyone's ears, and it has to be said that Maas Nkono, as the leader of the reactionary army, still had a few moments.

The reason why Wang Qin did not personally fight with Mas Enkeno but let Chen Jiabing go to the army was because he wanted his subordinates to know how Chen Jiabing dealt with the enemy when facing it, and it was also a good opportunity for them to learn.

Chen Jiabing naturally knew Wang Qin's intentions, so in the duel with Mas Enkenuo, he was not in a hurry to kill the killer, but slowly played with the other party.

The hands and legs of the two kept bumping, and a sound startled Lolita, who had been a little at a loss by General Black Walter's side, although she had usually seen the drills of the soldiers, but the intensity was far less than the battle between the two.

She finally understood that there were really such strong people in this world.

Wang Qin stood on the side with his hands in his hands, and because there were two people fighting in the middle, General Black Walter could only wave to Wang Qin and did not come over.

"Click!"

Suddenly, there was a slight noise that someone who didn't have good hearing couldn't hear it at all.

I saw a trace of blood spilling from the corner of Mas Nkeno's mouth, and a painful look on his face.

It turned out that in the battle between the two just now, Chen Jiabing took advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and hit Mas Enkeno directly in the ribs with a straight punch.

The more famous is the Wing Chun Cun Jin, which refers to attacking the opponent at close range, and when the action is completed, the muscles suddenly accelerate and contract to send out a short, brittle burst of power. That is, the metaphor is the shortness of the distance.

Such a force will often catch the opponent off guard, and hitting the opponent will achieve unexpected effects.

It can be said that the inch strength is actually a martial arts expression of the traditional Chinese martial arts, through both internal and external cultivation, so that the mind, breathing and movement are concentrated.

This kind of punch is still divided into different levels, it is obvious that Chen Jiabing's punch is not very powerful, his level should not have reached the level of direct death, otherwise this punch, Mas Enkenuo will break more than just a rib.

This seemingly simple and insipid blow is enough to produce fatal lethality! A real inch-strength boxer can break a suspended cardboard box at a distance of one to three inches.

It can be seen that the pain suffered by those who are hit by an inch can be imagined.

It was only at this time that Maas Enkeno had to pay attention to Chen Jiabing, as it seemed that no one could hurt him for a long time, and because of this, he had an arrogant and arrogant personality, always thinking that no one could hurt him except his master.

Mars Enkeno took a few steps back before standing still, Chen Jiabing did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but just looked at the other party with a sneer.

Mas Nkono stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the battle intent on his face became stronger.

Some people are like this, they can't see blood, but once they see blood, they can arouse the sleeping power in their hearts, and they are even more excited, obviously, Mas Enkono is such a person.

"Give me death!"

Mars Nkeno roared angrily and rushed directly towards Chen Jiabing.

"Good coming!" Chen Jiabing called out and greeted him again.

Mars Enkeno's fist slammed directly into Chen Jiabing's head, Africans are not short, and Mas Enkeno is the tallest of these people, if he is allowed to stand with Chen Jiabing, he is at least a head and a half taller than Chen Jiabing.

Therefore, he has an advantage in height, and this punch goes down, with a faint sound of breaking the wind.

Chen Jiabing couldn't help but concentrate, at this time he found that the other party should have used his true level, the fight with himself just now was just an appetizer, it could be said that the two sides tested each other's tricks, and it was also the foreplay when the battle really began.

"Show your level!"

Chen Jiabing shouted, his neck shrank, and he took a step to the side, dodging the opponent's punch.

Seeing that the blow missed, Mas Enkeno was furious, screaming in his mouth, and smashed his fists and legs frantically at Chen Jiabing.

Chen Jiabing had to concentrate, because if he was not careful, he might be hit by the other party.

Sure enough, after a few rounds of back and forth, Mars Enkeno forcibly took Chen Jiabing's punch and hit him in the stomach, and his fist also smashed directly into Chen Jiabing's left shoulder.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

The two of them each took a few steps back before they stood still.

"Chen ......" Wang Qin was anxious and shouted.

He didn't want to see Chen Jiabing get hurt, otherwise he would feel guilty, you must know that Chen Jiabing is both an elder and a brotherly existence in his heart.

Chen Jiabing gasped, feeling that his left shoulder was a little numb, afraid that it would affect his next movements. He stretched out his right hand and signaled to Wang Qin that he was fine, then pressed it to his left shoulder and gently rubbed it a few times.

Maas Nkono bent over in pain, desperately pressing his stomach with his hands, but a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In contrast, although Mas Nkeno also hit Chen Jiabing, it is obvious that he suffered a big loss.

After taking a few deep breaths to alleviate the pain in his stomach a little, he slowly stood up straight, and his eyes stared at Chen Jiabing opposite him fiercely like a hungry wolf.

The people around were dumbfounded, because many people had never experienced such a scene, and at first they could see the movements of both sides clearly, but when they got to the back, they could only see the figures of two people moving around in the field, and it was not until this time, after both of them stopped, that they found that both of them were injured.

"Yes, this power is very good! you are the first person besides my master to beat me like this!" Mas Enkono rubbed his stomach gently, while secretly accumulating strength, ready to strike again.

"You're also very good, it seems that I need to pay attention to it and end this fight as soon as possible. Chen Jiabing put down his hand and moved it gently, feeling that it was okay, so he was relieved.

The other party did use a lot of strength just now, but he had already unloaded part of the opponent's strength at that moment, otherwise his shoulders would not be so easy at this time.

"That's right, that's what I mean, let's end it as soon as possible!" Mas Enkeno wanted to win Chen Jiabing as soon as possible and left with his own people.

He believed that if he won, the other party would definitely not stop him and his subordinates from leaving, after all, the reputation of the Dragon Blade was still there, and he had heard the legend of the Dragon Blade more than once from different channels, knowing that this organization was an organization that valued promises and kept promises, which naturally added a lot of points to the rise of the Dragon Blade.

Only by leaving here alive can he have a chance to go against Black Walter again, and he knows the old saying of Huaxia, "Stay in the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood".

Therefore, he had a strong desire in his heart, that is, he must defeat Chen Jiabing and leave here with these men and return to his station.

For this operation, he felt deeply guilty, feeling that it was all because of his intelligence mistakes that led to this, even if he couldn't kill the other party by ambushing Black Volt here, he must have been able to inflict heavy damage on them, so that he would have the opportunity to rise more rapidly, and even quickly disintegrate the power of the government army, and he could occupy the capital in the shortest possible time and become the president of the country.

But people are not as good as heaven, and the intelligence does not show that the other party arranged a backhand to cause him to be like this now, plus he was not in a hurry to directly arrest or kill Black Walter when he gained power just now, and the thing that he thought was in his hands to win took a turn for the better in an instant.

Thinking of this, Mas Enkono's bowels were repentant.

"Surrender if you don't fight! We promise we won't kill your men. Chen Jiabing saw that Mas Enkeno looked silent, and asked a little impatiently.

He has reduced the pain in his left shoulder a lot through simple adjustments, and he has also tried it, and even if he regains his capacity, it will not affect too much.

"Surrender? non-existent! I never have that word in my dictionary!" Marc Enkono shook his head, indicating that he would not surrender, because he also knew that if he fell into the hands of Black Walter, he would be given a harsh trial, and although there was no death penalty in this country, there was still a life sentence.

Once he is sentenced to life imprisonment, it will only be a dream if he wants to make a comeback.

"Then let's continue, this time, if none of us falls, then don't stop again, this is a waste of time, how boring!" Chen Jiabing also wanted to end this battle as soon as possible, after all, the purpose of his accompanying Wang Qin to Africa was not to help the government army regain lost territory, they had more important things to do.

"I think so too, so go ahead!" Mas Nkono nodded, agreeing with Chen Jiabing's words.

He also knows that the more this drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to himself, and even if the Dragon Blade side agrees to leave him, Black Walt's side may not agree, after all, he is betting with the Dragon Blade mercenary organization, and God knows if there will be an accident at that time.