Chapter 990: Things Are Wrong
"Why," Victor asked.
"Do you know what the most important thing about black boxing is," Leng Feng asked.
Victor immediately replied: "That's great strength, strong body, strong will." I have it all. ā
"You're wrong, that's not the most important point." Leng Feng spoke, he looked at Victor, and then said, "The most important thing is to be ruthless, fierce. Be ruthless to yourself, and even more ruthless to your opponents. This ruthlessness can be understood as ferocity and murder. But you have a gentle temperament, simple and kind, and such a character will make you easy to soften. Soft-heartedness is the most fatal weakness in the black boxing arena, as long as you hesitate for half a point due to soft-heartedness, the result will be a one-hit attack from the opponent. ā
Victor fell silent for a moment.
Leng Feng lit a cigarette, he smiled, and he said, "Victor, you are a very good child. I know you're young, and young people always have a lot of enthusiasm and always want to prove their bravery. However, proving yourself doesn't have to be black boxing. True bravery should be to protect the people around you, which is more important than anything else. Got it?"
Victor nodded, and he said, "Big brother, I know. I will remember your words. ā
Leng Feng smiled and didn't say anything more.
After a journey of more than 100 kilometers and nearly two hours in a truck, I finally arrived at Zhukov Island in the afternoon.
Leng Feng is already extremely familiar with this small island, there are several black fist training camps on this small island, but to say that the best and most cruel training camp is still a hell training camp, which cannot be surpassed by other training camps.
Victor drove his truck in the direction of Hell Training Camp.
As he approached the Hell Training Camp, Leng Feng's gaze suddenly sank, he frowned, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Normally, the perimeter of the Hell Training Camp is guarded by heavily armed guards, but at this moment, from a distance, there are no guards belonging to the Hell Training Camp, but several burly men in black coats guarding the perimeter of the training camp, as if no one is allowed to enter.
An icy chill burst out of Leng Feng's eyes, and he faintly sensed that something was wrong.
He knew all the guards of the Hell Training Camp, even if the Hell Training Camp changed guards during the time he was away, but he would wear the guard uniform with the Hell Training Camp logo according to the rules.
But Leng Feng looked at the few big men in black coats standing outside the Hell Training Camp, but he didn't see any of the characteristics of the Hell Training Camp on their bodies.
Could it be that he has only been away for less than a year, and this place is already a matter of fact.
What about Duke.
Leng Feng did not contact Duke in advance when he ascended to the Siberian Islands, he planned to go directly to the hell training camp and then find Duke.
Who would have thought that he would see such an unfamiliar scene just before approaching the Hell training camp, he didn't think that Duke would sell the Hell training camp, this training camp was Duke's brainchild, and he would not sell it anyway.
By this time, Victor had already driven the car to the front of Hell Training.
The eyes of the two men in black were cold, and they stepped forward and motioned for the truck to stop.
"Victor, stop the car." Leng Feng said in a calm tone.
Victor nodded, and he slammed on the brakes and turned off the car.
Leng Feng opened the car door and walked down, looking at the two black-clothed men in front of him, he asked in Russian, "You are the new guards." ā
"Something new. Boy, I don't understand what you're saying. But it's going to be ours right away. I don't care who you are, get out of here, this is not a place for you to get close. A black-clothed Chinese said coldly.
Leng Feng smiled indifferently, he was finally sure that these people had not been in Siberia for the first time, to be precise, they should have come after he left.
Otherwise, who on Zhukov's island does not know the name of the lone wolf.
Which of the guards in the training camp dared to speak in such a tone when they saw Leng Feng.
The gaze in Leng Feng's eyes swept over the two black-clothed men and looked towards the hell training camp in front of him.
The door to the hell training was tightly closed, and an extraordinary aura faintly permeated from within.
This made Leng Feng know that something had happened to the hell training camp, and this matter was not small, otherwise it would not have allowed these people to occupy and guard the periphery of the hell training camp.
"I've lived here for three years, and in those three years, no one has dared to say a word to me. You are the first. Say, "I ought to give you something." Leng Feng asked with a squint.
The two black-clothed men glanced at each other, and a fierce gaze flashed in each other's eyes.
"Boy, there is no way for you to break in. Then it's no wonder we're going to blame. ā
The black-clothed man on the right spoke, he smirked, and his thick right arm slammed into Leng Feng's face.
"Look for death."
Seeing this, the brothers such as Moon, Xiaodao, and Xiao Wu, who got out of the car in the rear, shouted violently, and the power of the demon army rose to the sky, and a fierce aura burst out from their bodies, like a dormant beast began to recover.
Rumble.
However, before Moon and the others rushed forward, Leng Feng had already blasted out with a punch.
A simple and brutal punch, full of the mystery of the way of killing.
This punch blasted out, like a cannonball out of the chamber, and it exploded in an instant, and the blowing fist wind was stronger and colder than the cold wind whistling around.
Bang.
The dull sound of boxing resounded, and then...
Click.
A piercing sound of broken arms rang out, and I saw that the right arm of the big man in black was directly paralyzed like that soft noodle, and the huge fist that he bombarded was directly pushed back, and the whole arm was bent and broken.
The other big man's face was shocked, and he was about to rush up, but he saw Leng Feng take a step forward, and his right arm and elbow blasted out towards his face in an instant.
Bang.
The big man didn't have time to howl miserably, he opened his mouth and coughed out mouthfuls of blood, mixed with broken front teeth, and his burly body fell to the ground with a 'pop'.
The big man's face with the broken arm was twisted, and a tingling sensation spread throughout his body, and then he suddenly felt that his chest and abdomen were as if he had been hit by a mountain, and Leng Feng slammed his knee and flew him out, and he opened his mouth and even spit out bile.
There were also four big men in black in front of them, and when they saw that something was wrong, their faces tightened one by one, and they were about to rush over.
Sou. Sou.
However, the brothers Moon, Stone, Knife, and Xiongzi had already rushed forward like sharp arrows off the string, and the iron-blooded killing momentum emanating from their bodies one by one was too strong, and only those veterans who came out of the mountain of corpses and blood could have such a terrifying and terrifying killing momentum.
A chill rose from the four black-clothed men, and they immediately reached out to their waists, looking as if they wanted to pull out their guns.
However, in front of Moon, they didn't even have a chance to draw their guns.
Bang. Bang.
Moon and the others made a brazen move, and he punched the face of the big man in black in front of him, his flesh and blood blurred, and his body fell straight down.
The knife swept with a kick, sweeping the black-clothed man he was targeting and flying along with the others, and fainted after falling to the ground.
The stone clamped down on the arm of the big man in black and performed an anti-joint technique, breaking both of the opponent's arms.
Xiongzi behaved more violently, he directly picked up the black-clothed man in front of him, slammed it on the ground, and then stepped on the other party's head.
"Leng Feng, this is the hell training camp." Moon asked.
Leng Feng nodded, his face was a little gloomy, and he said, "This is the Hell Training Camp, but it seems that something is wrong." Xiao Dao, Xiao Wu, you guys make some preparations. If there is any situation for a while, it doesn't matter if you shoot directly. ā
"Boss, we get it." The knives they replied one after another, and a trace of cold killing intent flashed in their eyes.
They understood the meaning of Leng Feng's words, they were all carrying weapons, but they didn't need to show them unless they had to. But once anything happens, they will use the pistol they carry on them to fight back as soon as possible, that is, they will be the first to control the whole situation.
Leng Feng walked out towards the hell training camp, the big iron door of the training camp was closed, but it was not locked, but hidden.
Leng Feng stretched out his hand and pushed, and the iron door of the hell training camp was pushed open.
"It's really weird, I remember that the gates of Hell Training Camp are open three hundred and sixty-five days a year. What day is it. Actually let the door of the training camp be closed. ā
Leng Feng pushed open the iron door, walked in, and said in a lazy and indifferent tone.
Swish. Swish. Swish.
On the huge training ground in the hell training camp, there were eyes staring at it in an instant.
Leng Feng's gaze looked forward, there were two groups of people facing each other, one of which was about twenty-five or six people, and he didn't know any of them. But he recognized the group of people on the other side, they were the students and instructors of the hell training camp, and standing in the center was a burly, tall Western man with blonde hair.
This blonde, blue-eyed, hooked Western man is none other than Duke, the owner of the hell training camp.
Leng Feng walked in like this, the gaze in his eyes looked indifferently at the situation in the field, he turned his gaze, and when he looked at the students and instructors who originally belonged to the hell training camp, the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank, and he saw Duke.
At this moment, Duke's face looked extremely ugly, and there was a faint embarrassment.
And what made the pupils in Leng Feng's eyes cold was that he saw that many students and instructors in the hell training camp were injured, some of them coughed up blood at the corners of their mouths, some of their faces were red, swollen and bruised, and some of their hands and feet were even broken.
There is no doubt that the person who shot is the same group of people who are confronting Duke and the trainees and instructors of Hell Training at this moment.
Leng Feng was known for protecting his shortcomings when he was in the Hell Training Camp before, but as long as the students under his command in the Hell Training Camp, the people in the other training camps dared to bully the slightest, he would get back the color a hundred times. Even if he is out of the hell training camp now, as long as he has been trained under his hands for even one day, he will always be his student.
Not to mention that during the three years of the Hell Training Camp, Duke treated him well and was sincere to him, so at this moment, watching the entire Hell Training Camp be so pressed by this unknown manpower force, and even have to do whatever he wants behind closed doors, this made his heart instantly burst with anger.
"Cold, cold brother. IāI'm not dreaming. ā
Duke and the personnel of the Hell Training Camp all saw Leng Feng, and Duke couldn't help but rub his eyes, he stared at Leng Feng with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Boss Duke, we've been separated for less than a year, so it's hard to forget about me so soon." Leng Feng smiled indifferently and spoke.
Duke's face immediately showed a look of ecstasy, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Brother Leng, when did you come over." Why don't you tell me in advance. ā
"Lone wolf instructor."
The rest of the Hell Training Camp students also woke up from a dream at this time, and they couldn't help but shout loudly, with a long-squeezing emotion in their tones, and even more with an extremely excited and ecstatic meaning.
Because they knew in their hearts that as long as their instructor returned, no one would dare to touch the hell training camp again, not even the ridiculously powerful opponents in front of them.
"Since you still remember me as an instructor, you should remember that the soldiers of the Hell Training Camp are not bad breeds. When is it time to let others be so oppressed, even to do whatever you want behind closed doors. Leng Feng's eyes sank, and he shouted.
"Instructor, we're not afraid of a fight, it's just, it's just," a big black man spoke, he was not lightly injured, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were still spilling blood.
This big black man is Marcas, and when Leng Feng was still in the hell training camp before, he reprimanded him a lot during the training.
"It's just that the enemy is too strong. Then I'd like to see what kind of shit dares to come to hell camp to make trouble. Leng Feng said coldly, the gaze in his eyes looked towards the group of people.
There were twenty-five or six people in this group, and each of them exuded a cold-blooded murderous intent, like a blade with a handle out of its sheath and still stained with blood.
Just when Leng Feng walked in, the group of people turned their heads to stare at Leng Feng, led by a man about thirty years old, his skin was bronzed, glowing with a layer of metallic copper-like light, that layer of skin seemed to have been tempered into steel, not only extremely tough, but also contained a terrifying explosive power.
The gaze in the man's eyes sank, he stared at Leng Feng, the corners of his lips as thin as a blade raised, revealing a cold smile, and he said, "Lone wolf instructor." It turns out that you are the former instructor of Hell Training Camp. Haven't you already left? I want to come back and participate in today's events. ā
"What are you?" Leng Feng asked.