Chapter 397: The Strongest Man on the Ground

Cecia looked at Wang Yong's expression, her lips opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

But after a few buzzes, it was difficult to speak.

"Alas!" Checia sighed, picking up the leather coat from the floor and gently placing it in the closet next to it.

She didn't seem ready to defend herself, or she hadn't thought about it at all.

Wang Yong was confused by Cecia's attitude, he thought that Cecia would at least say something high-sounding, who knew that he didn't even bother to say it.

Wang Yong seemed to be stimulated, his fist clenched slightly, and he made a creaking bone sound.

"That's right, I killed the Diffuse Angel. If you want to take revenge, come here! Whether you can kill me or not depends on whether your kung fu is as good as your kung fu in bed!" Wang Yong said evilly.

As soon as these words came out, sparks flashed in the eyes of the indifferent Cecia.

Cecia's face grew cold and disappointed, and she suddenly moved. It was a distance of five or six meters from Wang Yong, but it came suddenly.

Bang, the slender thighs were raised high, and a ruthless and fast slash came towards Wang Yong.

Like a heavy axe cutting down a tree, the strong air flow formed a sharp axe blade, forcing Wang Yong's pores to be awe-inspiring.

Wang Yong didn't dodge or dodge, and met him-for-tat. Both arms slashed at Cecia.

There was a thud, as if two giant trees were colliding together, making a dull sound.

Wang Yong's body was shortened by Chesia's body, and his knees bent unconsciously.

And Cecia was shocked by Wang Yong and took a step back, shaking unsteadily.

The two seem to be evenly divided, but in fact, Wang Yong has a physical disadvantage, after all, after a day and a night of fierce battles, Wang Yong's spirit is overdrawn a lot.

Cecia was furious and said sharply: "Anyone can insult me, but you can't! Although I, Cecia, am a fallen angel, I have not yet fallen to the point of being a human being! You really let me down!"

With that, Cecia turned around suddenly, opened the cupboard with a click, pulled out a bag from it, stuffed her clothes into it, and walked to the door.

Wang Yong looked at Cecia's figure in a bit of astonishment, confused.

He realized that Cecia hadn't used all her strength just now. If he exerts his full strength, Wang Yong may not be able to successfully resist Cecia's blow. Moreover, Cecia's legs are extremely sharp, and if he continues to pursue after landing, Wang Yong will also be in trouble.

But Cecia didn't, but chose to turn away after saying something.

Did he really misunderstand her?" Wang Yong thought suspiciously.

was about to call out to Cecia, but at this time, he saw Cecia who opened the door suddenly and slowly retreated.

Not because he had a change of heart, but because there was a man standing at the door.

A giant almost two meters tall.

Unlike other tall giants, this man's muscles are very strong and full of explosive power, and he doesn't give the illusion that the wind will fall when the wind blows.

He just smiled and stood there silently, motionless.

But the aura emanating from his body was like an abyss, surging and squeezing over, compressing Wang Yong's breathing space.

"Absolute master!" Wang Yong thought in shock.

I didn't expect to meet this kind of master in Europe, and the momentum conveyed by the body alone makes people vigilant. Those with poor resistance to pressure will be directly crushed.

In Wang Yong's feelings, this person gave him a different feeling from a master of national arts, more like facing a wild animal.

It was as if when I was walking alone in the wild, I met a hungry saber-toothed tiger. The feeling of being targeted makes people uncomfortable and intimidated from the bottom of their bones.

"He is Samle, the Angel of Desire, known as the strongest man on the ground. It is practiced in the Sang Bo technique, and the body is very strong, so you must be careful. At this time, Cecia reminded Wang Yong loudly.

"Samle?" Wang Yong looked at the man, but he instantly thought of the scam company called Samle, isn't it Samle's name change?

Cecia wants to deal with that company, that is, against Samle. It seems that the fallen angels are not as calm as they imagined, but are also full of all kinds of infighting.

It's just that in this situation, will Cecia put aside the infighting for a while and turn to dealing with the common enemy of the fallen angels?

Wang Yong didn't know.

"Cecia, it seems that you still really feel sorry for this man, and you even told him what kind of martial arts I practiced. But what's the use? Didn't I punch my head?" Samle laughed, ignoring Wang Yong.

But Wang Yong didn't dare not take Samle in his eyes. Not only because of Samle's strong physical fitness, but also because he practiced Sambo martial arts.

The word Sambo comes from the Russian word for "unarmed self-defense", i.e. hand-to-hand self-defense, so Sambo is known as the technique of "hand-to-hand combat". It integrates kicking, hitting, falling, holding, ground skills, equipment defense, freeing, escorting, binding, and self-defense of daily objects.

Since Sambo has always been a compulsory course by the Soviet and Russian military, special forces and the KGB, it has also invisibly covered it with a veil of mystery. There are not many real practices that have been circulated, so the reputation is not very loud.

However, in the military circles, Sambo is famous, because it is known as "the strongest military combat skills", and it is still a compulsory subject for the Russian military special forces.

Sambo is actually a kind of actual combat murder technique specially invented for the Russian race. The Russians, who grew up in a freezing environment, had a strong body that other peoples could hardly match, and Sambo made full use of this physical advantage to form a powerful strangulation force.

Samle is undoubtedly better suited to practice Sambo than anyone else, and his physical strength is something that Wang Yong has only seen in his life.

It can be said that there is no chance of winning in the face of Samle Wang Yong. Not to mention the addition of a Cecia who is not sure of her position.

Wang Yong quickly recalled the terrain of the hotel room in his mind and determined an escape plan.

As long as he doesn't die here, Wang Yong has a way to deal with this kind of guy with developed limbs!

Even if he doesn't use a trick, as long as Wang Yong brings Yuan Lin, it is enough to kill Samle! Yuan Lin's body is not inferior to Samle.

Slowly moving his steps, Wang Yong put on a posture of response, in fact, his center of gravity was behind him, ready to feint and flee immediately.

And Samle stood at the door, still not moving, looking at Wang Yong with a smile, as if he didn't realize Wang Yong's intentions at all.

It was Cecia, who looked visibly nervous.

Cecia's eyes flashed with a cold light, and she said to Samle: "Samle, we will solve the matter between us by ourselves, don't affect others!"

"Hehe, even if I kill him ten times, it won't be a burden to him. Do you know what he did? My brother just died at his hands! I want to peel his skin and cramp it, and crush his bones and scatter ashes!"

Speaking of which, Samle's expression finally changed, and he no longer maintained that disdainful smile. Instead, he looked at Wang Yong with incomparable hatred, and the momentum of his whole body quickly climbed, and a cold murderous aura burst out from his body.

It's like a stove burning to its peak, and the flames are radiating heat through the walls of the furnace, and the heat wave is surging and unexpected.

Wang Yong felt the pressure of Samle, and was somewhat suppressed for a while, as if his blood was frozen, and his mind was not working.

This is called coercion.

Wang Yong's physical strength is weak now, his qi and blood are empty, and he is naturally at a disadvantage when he is taken advantage of by Samle.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, Wang Yong shook his bones, and a crackling sound sounded on his body, and his muscles and bones were trembling and vibrating, like a machine sieving sand. The blood of the whole body is mobilized, and it runs rapidly, circulating through the limbs.

People often say that if you are hot-blooded, you will become bolder, and Wang Yong is now using this truth. When the blood boils and becomes hot, it can break the stiffness of the body and provide Wang Yong with the strength to surpass the current state.

Samle's eyes locked on Wang Yong, thinking that he had shocked Wang Yong.

Unexpectedly, in just one breath, Wang Yong had already broken free from his coercion, and even raised a middle finger at him.

"You're as bad as your brother. Wang Yong sneered.

Samle's face changed suddenly, he had a very good relationship with Diffuse, the two grew up together, did common things, and both of them entered the Fallen Angel.

One is known for his physical strength, the other for his intellect. No matter what enemy they face, the two are the best match. Samle is in charge of the front and diffuse is in charge of the back sniping, and no one has ever escaped the brothers' combined attack.

But now that the twin relationship has broken down, only Samle is left in the invincible combination. The murderer of his younger brother was still at large and did not accompany his brother's funeral.

Thinking of this, the anger in Samle's heart became more and more intense, and Wang Yong's figure was reflected in his pupils, and suddenly in the blink of his eyelids, Wang Yong's figure disappeared into the depths of his pupils, as if he had become a dead man.

"Go! Die!" Samle gritted his teeth and roared out two words, his huge figure suddenly pulled up, like a cannonball that had been discharged, and the violent explosion of gunpowder pushed him out through the chamber, and the lightning and thunder shot at Wang Yong.

Samle used his body as a weapon, and simply and rudely descended from the sky to smash Wang Yong to death!

Wang Yong only felt that his breathing was a little difficult, and the strong sense of oppression was suffocating.

Samle in the air is simply a humanoid mecha, and it is still the most brutal type. If he hits him, it will definitely turn into a pile of meat sauce in an instant, and the entire floor will be smashed through.

Sou!

Wang Yong twisted his body suddenly, and his body, which had been highly tense, reacted the fastest. The blood flows quickly to the legs, sending all the power to the legs.

There was a snap, and a crack appeared in the place where Wang Yong stepped on, and at the same time, Wang Yong ran frantically like a frightened galloping horse, jumping out at a terrifying speed.

Bang!

Samle was a step late and fell from the sky, and the violent force was all bombarded on the floor, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, he heard the creaking sound of the floor, but he was overwhelmed.

Generally, the floor load standard of high-rise residential buildings is 400 kg/square meter, and the materials used in luxury hotels are better, which can reach about twice as much.

But even this carrying capacity still can't withstand Samle's blow.

Boom!

The cracked floor slab finally couldn't bear it, and it collapsed all at once, and a large hole with a diameter of half a meter appeared.