Zhao Lei looked at the battle situation with a smile, and smiled at the tall middle-aged man beside him: "Mr. Sang, this kid is quite a bit of kung fu, how long do you think he can last?"

The tall middle-aged man frowned slightly, and said, "I can't see that your subordinates are all experienced masters, and as for that kid, I don't think he did his best." ”

"Didn't do your best?" Zhao Lei suddenly laughed and said, "You mean, he is more powerful than my subordinates?"

As he spoke, the two young men had already forced Xiang Feng back several steps.

Zhao Lei pointed at Xiang Feng and laughed: "Mr. Sang, look at him, is this still not doing his best? ”

The two young men looked at Xiang Feng with a cruel smile on their faces, and said with a smile: "Boy, I thought you were some kind of master, but now that you look at it, it's just that, don't worry, we will give you a good time in a while." ”

Xiang Feng looked at the young man with a calm face, and said softly, "Have you killed many people?"

The two young men glanced at each other and laughed wildly at each other, and one of the young men said proudly: "The lives of our brothers are not a hundred but eighty, up to eighty, as young as eight years old, Lao Tzu has killed them." ”

"I've never liked killing people. Xiang Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce gleam, and he said coldly: "However, there are exceptions. ”

After saying this, the momentum on Xiang Feng's body suddenly changed.

He whispered with a face as low as water, "Come on." ”

Feeling Xiang Feng's momentum, the tall middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he whispered to Zhao Lei: "Hurry up and let your people come back." ”

"What's wrong?" Zhao Lei didn't realize the change in Xiang Feng, he laughed and said, "I don't think I need Mr. Sang to make a move this time, my few unsuccessful subordinates are enough to deal with this kid." ”

Before Zhao Lei's words fell, the young man at the front rushed towards Xiang Feng with another arrow step, and slashed down with his knife.

At the moment when he slashed the knife, Xiang Feng also moved.

He raised his hands, and one hand instantly grabbed the wrist of the young man holding the machete, and with Xiang Feng's force, a sharp pain instantly spread to the young man's wrist.

The young man let out a cry of pain, and the machete fell to the ground without his hand.

At this time, Xiang Feng's eyes were indifferent, he folded the young man's wrist with his backhand, and his right elbow slammed into the tip of the young man's throat.

The young man clutched his broken throat, looked at Xiang Feng with incredulous eyes, and slowly fell to the ground.

As soon as you make a move, it's a killer move.

The other young men were slightly stunned, and they all pounced on them like crazy.

Xiang Feng was completely like a different person now, he pounced on the machete that a person had chopped, and instantly rushed into that person's arms, and his shoulder just grabbed the young man's forearm holding the knife.

"Click!" Xiang Feng grabbed the young man's head with both hands, and suddenly rotated 360 degrees, instantly breaking the young man's neck.

"Whew!" Xiang Feng dodged the knife again, he grabbed the wrist of the person holding the knife, went directly around the young man's back, and cut off the young man's trachea with the machete in the young man's hand.

In less than a minute, the original five imposing young men all lay on the ground with their breath.

"This ......" The smile on Zhao Lei's face had not completely dissipated, he looked at Xiang Feng standing in a pool of blood, his eyes were round, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

"He was at a disadvantage because he didn't want to kill. The tall middle-aged man said slowly.

Zhao Lei quickly took out a pistol from his arms and pointed it directly at Xiang Feng, his expression was a little frightened, and he roared: "You say, who sent you." ”

Xiang Feng looked at Zhao Lei coldly and sneered: "I don't plan to kill you now, so you'd better put the gun down for me, don't force me to kill you!"

"Now I'm asking you. Zhao Lei always held his pistol and shouted loudly.

"You can only scare rats with a gun like yours. Xiang Feng sneered, and all his attention was on Zhao Lei.

"Put the gun away. The tall middle-aged man spoke slowly.

Zhao Lei glanced at the tall middle-aged man with a surprised eye, and heard the tall middle-aged man say, "The pistol shouldn't hurt him." ”

"No one's faster than a bullet!" Zhao Lei roared in a deep voice.

The tall middle-aged man whispered, "If you think the bullet is stronger than me, then I'll leave now." ”

As soon as Zhao Lei heard this, he reluctantly put the pistol back, he looked at the tall middle-aged man with some worry, and said, "Mr. Sang, as long as you help me get rid of him, I will give you five million! No, I will give you ten million." ”

The tall middle-aged man looked at Xiang Feng in the pool of blood, and said with a smile: "Okay, then you can prepare the money." ”

After the tall middle-aged man finished speaking, he slowly walked towards Xiang Feng.

Every time he took a step, the momentum on his body would be a little stronger, and when he walked to a position less than five meters away from Xiang Feng, the whole person was like a tiger descending from the mountain.

"What do you call it?" asked the tall middle-aged man.

"Xiang Feng. Xiang Feng replied.

The tall middle-aged man laughed and said, "I think the little brother's skills and tricks should have been a soldier, right? My name is Sang Tianyuan, and I have also been a soldier." ”

"You can see it. Xiang Feng replied directly.

People who have served in the army will walk slightly different from ordinary people, and only those who have been soldiers can see it.

Sang Tianyuan slowly unbuttoned his shirt and threw his shirt aside, revealing a strong muscle, seeing the Dao scars on his muscles, Xiang Feng's pupils shrank suddenly.

There were dozens of wounds on his body, some of which were knife wounds, some were gunshot wounds, and even penetrating wounds with sharp weapons.

Sang Tianyuan smiled and said, "Don't you feel surprised?"

"You shouldn't be a soldier in China, right?" asked Xiang Feng.

Sang Tianyuan smiled: "Thai Red Army." ”

A trace of surprise flashed on Xiang Feng's face, and he smiled: "I've always heard of the Red Clothes Army, but it's the first time I've seen it." ”

"It's the past, let's do it. Sang Tianyuan's arms were raised slightly, his left heel was slightly raised, and the whole person was like a bowed spring.

The Thai Red Shirts are the most terrifying non-governmental organizations in Southeast Asia, similar to the shared mercenaries of small countries in Southeast Asia.

"Although I respect the Redcoat Army very much, no one can stop me today, I'm offended!" Xiang Feng said calmly.

After Xiang Feng finished saying this, he rushed to Sang Tianyuan with a stabbing step.

The moment he arrived in front of Sang Tianyuan, Xiang Feng suddenly took half a step, and his right fist slammed into Sang Tianyuan's chest like a cannonball.

The moment Xiang Feng's right fist was about to hit Sang Tianyuan's chest, a strong sound of breaking the air had already sounded in his ears.

"So fast?" Xiang Feng's face changed slightly, and his right fist was slammed back, and his hands were blocked in front of him.

Hearing only a bang, Xiang Feng's body flew out upside down in an instant, and the force of this kick was enough to make Xiang Feng fly out more than ten meters away.

Leng Jun, who was hiding at the door of the villa, saw this scene and looked at the tall middle-aged man in horror, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he had seen it wrong.

Sang Tianyuan quickly withdrew his left foot and once again put on his original posture.

Xiang Feng stabilized his body a little embarrassed, glanced at Sang Tianyuan with a surprised look, and said softly: "Good fast legs, is this Muay Thai?"