Zhao Changshu is less than 1.8 meters, and his body is thin, while the owl is nearly two meters tall, with thick arms and strong legs, his fists can catch up with half of Zhao Changshu's head, and his body is full of muscle bumps, which is intimidating at a glance. I don't know how such a strong man took the strange name of an owl.

The two of them stood together, there was no comparison at all, and even Park Zhengming looked a little worried about Zhao Changshu, although he knew that Zhao Changshu was a fighting master. It's a pity that he can't help Zhao Changshu yet, so he can only pray for Zhao Changshu in his heart.

When the two of them began to make contact, the owl stretched out his big hand, grabbed Zhao Changlan's head, pressed down suddenly, and then suddenly raised his knee and slammed into Zhao Changlan's door. He wanted to give the little Chinese man in front of him a little color.

Zhao Changshu felt as if his head was being pressed by the Five Elements Mountain, and he couldn't move. But he didn't panic at all, his right hand turned into a knife, and slashed at the outer thigh of the owl that slammed into the door in front of him.

The two of them parted at the touch of a button, Zhao Changlan had a long nosebleed, and the owl grinned and screamed, and his hands kept slapping his right leg.

At the moment when Zhao Changlan's right palm slashed his right leg, the owl felt as if his right leg had been cut by a knife, a huge pain, and then the whole right leg became numb, although he finally stiffened his knee and hit Zhao Changlan's front door, but it only knocked his nose and bleed!

You know, when the owl is full of strength, even if a strong man hits his thigh with an iron pipe, he will not frown!

This Oriental kid in front of him is really amazing! How did he let his leg hurt? Could it be that this is the legendary Chinese kung fu? Awesome, awesome! The owl became more vigilant against Zhao Changlan.

Zhao Changshu wiped a handful of nosebleeds vigorously, and his heart was also shocked. The Fengshi acupoint belongs to the foot and less yang gallbladder meridian, one of the key points of the human body, and after being violently impacted, the whole leg will be numb. If it were someone else, I am afraid that he would have been paralyzed on the ground and would not be able to get up, but the big man in front of him still knocked himself into a peach blossom after hitting himself!

Grandma's, today is a real opponent!

After a temptation, the two of them got to know each other again, knowing that they had met an opponent they had only seen in their lives, and they both cheered up with a twelve-point spirit, and then roared at the same time and rushed to each other again.

In the rapid running, Zhao Changlan's body rose into the air, his legs were like a pair of big scissors, and he suddenly clamped the owl's neck, and then his whole body flipped sideways in the air, turning three hundred and sixty degrees, and directly threw the owl to the ground!

With a "poof", the owl's body slammed into the concrete floor like a small mountain, and he felt his internal organs tumble over the river, as if he was about to jump out of the cavity. Moreover, Zhao Changlan's legs were like a giant python, wrapping his neck around him and making him breathless.

In less than a moment, the owl's face was suffocated to the color of pig liver, and the green tendons on his face were like earthworms lying on his face, constantly bulging, and the blood in it seemed to be about to burst through the blood vessel wall and gush out!

The owl grabbed Zhao Changlan's calf vigorously in order to try to buy a little room for his head to move. At the moment when his head could move, this guy actually opened his big mouth and suddenly bit Zhao Changshu's calf!

"Ahh

This guy's calf was bitten off by an owl, and the blood gushed out, staining his pants red in a moment.

The owl quickly got up from the ground, bent over, put his hands on his knees, spat out a piece of meat from his mouth, smashed the blood at the corner of his mouth, and gasped for breath, but his eyes were full of horror. The explosive power contained in Zhao Changlan's thin body surprised him too much!

",. Come again!" The owl finally took a breath and yelled at Zhao Lance.

Once again, the two men were entangled.

At the beginning, the two of them also played quite in an orderly manner, straight punches, hooks, swings, whip legs, defensive blocking, and boards and eyes, but with the drastic decline in the physical strength of the two, in the end, it was as entangled as a street fight.

The intense and fierce fight made Zhao Changshu not even have time to adjust his internal breath, so he could only fight the owl hard.

Park Zhengming was stunned as he watched from the sidelines, and the fierceness of the fight between the two in front of him was beyond his imagination.

Finally, the two separated again, sat on the ground, supported the ground with both hands, opened their mouths wide and gasped, Zhao Changlan's nosebleed down one by one, and the owl's entire head was deformed, not to mention the green and purple, and the above eyebrows were smashed out by Zhao Changlan's punch, and the blood poured into the owl's eyes one by one, so that he couldn't open his eyes.

"You're going to die!" Zhao said in Mandarin. At the same time, quickly adjust your internal breath to restore your strength as soon as possible.

"You're going to die before me!" the owl said in Russian, as if he understood Zhao's words.

But this time instead of rushing at each other, they rushed at the pistol that was still on the ground three meters away!

They have already appreciated the power of each other's fists and kicks, and now it is time to decide life and death!

Zhao Changlan's efforts to adjust his internal breath just now paid off, and when the owl's hand touched the pistol on the ground, he had already grabbed his old Liusi in his hand.

"Bang!"

Zhao Changlan resolutely pulled the trigger at the owl, and the bullet shot into his forehead with unusually precise accuracy, bursting out of the back of his head, bringing out a rain of blood!

At the moment of death, the owl's face showed a strange smile, probably he felt that he could die in the hands of someone like Zhao Changshu, and he could be regarded as having no regrets, right?

Being late is probably a common problem of the police all over the world. When Zhao Changshu staggered up from the ground, a siren sounded on the way from the viaduct, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at the place of the incident. Countless policemen got out of the car and pointed their guns at Zhao's spear.

"Police, don't move!

A shout that has not changed for a hundred years.

Zhao Changshu ignored the policemen at all, wiped the blood from the pistol, stuck the gun in his waist, and then staggered towards the Korean Hyundai, which had no front and rear windshields.

"Stop, don't move, move again, I'll shoot!" a policeman shouted at Zhao's spear. Looking at Zhao Changlan, who was covered in blood, his legs began to tremble unconsciously.

Zhao Changshu stopped, but he never glanced at the policeman who was shouting at him.

At this moment, Park Zhengming, who was standing on the side, suddenly shouted: "Shut up for me! A group of rice buckets!" As he spoke, Park Zhengming limped to Zhao Changshu's side, put up his shoulders and said, "Mr. Zhao, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Zhao Changshu looked at Park Zhengming, with a smile on his face, nodded, put his hand on Park Zhengming's shoulder, and staggered into the car.

This time it was Park Jung-myung who drove, and the car roared towards the nearest hospital. Zhao Changlan fractured the bridge of his nose and needed surgery, and a piece of meat was missing from his calf, which also needed to be treated.

When the doctors, Hong Aaron and others got the news of Brother Gun's injury and rushed to the hospital, Zhao Changgun's operation had been completed and he was lying on the hospital bed on an intravenous drip.

"Brother Gun, how did you make it like this? Why do you want to fight him to the death? Just block him and hand him over to the police to deal with!" Hong Aaron said as he looked at the gauze on Zhao Changlan's head.

Zhao Changshu knew that the "he" in Hong Aaron's mouth meant the owl, so he said with a smile on his face: "Aaron, have you ever heard of the loneliness of masters?"

"Lonely master?" Hong Aaron muttered suspiciously.

"Brother Gun means that he is alone and seeking defeat. The doctor said with a smile on the side, playing with a small and delicate scalpel in his hand.

"Hahaha! This fight is so happy! I haven't had such a hearty fight with a person for many years! The owl is a character! If there is one more thing, I don't understand, this battle is simply perfect!" Zhao Changshu suddenly laughed and said.

"What's the matter?" the doctor and Aaron Hong asked in unison.

"I still haven't figured out how the owl escaped from the Russian special police? I'm afraid I can't do it!" Zhao Changshu said with some regret. He had always wanted to ask the owl this question, but unfortunately he never had the chance. Now that the owl is dead, I'm afraid the question will never be answered, and those Russian special police will never make the owl's escape public.

"I don't know. Maybe there's an owl in the Russian SWAT?" said Aaron Hon, in a low voice.

"Maybe. Zhao Changshu said a little gloomily, Hong Aaron said that this possibility is also there, after all, almost all the big gangs in various countries are infiltrating the police, and it is not impossible to infiltrate the Russian special police with the ability of an owl. But if the real body is like that, Zhao Changshu will be a little disappointed in the owl.

If the owl really has an internal response in SWAT, then of course the difficulty of his escape will be greatly reduced.

Just when a few people were chatting, Bai Xue actually came to the ward, carrying a bag of apples in his hand, after coming in, he glanced at Zhao Changshu, then put down the apples, found a chair and sat down, did not speak, his expression was a little cold, but Zhao Changshu could see the infinite concern in Bai Xue's eyes.

"Brother Gun, we still have something to do, let's go first. When Hong Aaron and the others saw Bai Xue coming, they all left, and only Zhao Changshu and Bai Xue were left in the room.

Zhao Changshu saw that Bai Xue had not spoken, so he touched the gauze on his nose with his hand, and said without words: "It is said that the level of plastic surgery in South Korea is high, do you say that my nose will become beautiful after surgery?"

"No, it won't. Bai Xue said lightly, reached out and took out an apple, and began to peel an apple for Zhao Changlan.

"Why?" Zhao asked, his eyes widened.