The three strong men, like cats and mice, surrounded Zhang He, did not rush to make a move, but looked at Zhang He who was panting with a playful face, and when he straightened his waist, a strong man with arms thicker than his calves, said with a fierce face, "Boy, stretch out your right hand." ”

Zhang He asked puzzled, "Why?" ”

"Someone pays us to break your nosy right hand." The strong man said disdainfully.

Nima, this bastard is ruthless enough.

Not fighting doesn't mean being afraid. The strong man's words successfully inspired Zhang He's stubbornness hidden deep in his bones, "Why? Zhang He asked reluctantly.

"Why? Hahaha. The strong man stared at Zhang He like an idiot, and said viciously, "Boy, I originally planned to make you comfortable, but since you want to make yourself unhappy, then I can only reluctantly make it difficult for you to knock you down first, and then break your right arm." The strong man's face was full of hideousness, he strode towards Zhang He, his iron fist clenched, the size of a sandbag, his arms were bent, and his developed biceps muscles were raised high, showing a strong sense of strength.

Zhang He instinctively stepped back step by step, but before he could take a few steps, he was pushed unsteady by a powerful force, and staggered towards the strong man who was striding forward.

"Boy, lie down for me." The strong man roared angrily, and his iron fist slammed into Zhang He's head fiercely.

"Oh no, I really can't fight."

Zhang He, who had forgotten how many years he hadn't fought with anyone, suddenly panicked, and with instinct, he suddenly flashed and quickly dodged the iron fist that the strong man smashed hard.

Zhang He was completely an instinctive move, but in the eyes of a strong man who had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, it was an amazing move, because Zhang He's dodge was so beautiful, cleaner than that of him, a professionally trained veteran.

There was a trace of solemnity on the strong man's face, and he didn't attack rashly, "Boy, I didn't expect you to be a practitioner, it seems that I seriously underestimated you, hehe." ”

The strong man's laughter was indescribably weird, like surprise and fear.

As the saying goes, as soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one, and as the strong man waved his right hand hard, the other two strong men also instantly raised their sandbag-sized iron fists and quickly approached Zhang He.

Looking at the strong man approaching step by step, Zhang He became even more nervous, he didn't blink, staring at the three of them.

The strong man who was the first to make a move put down his contempt and put on a beautiful loose shape, while the strong man on the left side of Zhang He instantly posed as a boxer; As for the strong man behind him, he simply took out a butterfly knife and pulled out beautiful knife flowers.

With the movements of the strong man behind him, Zhang He also turned around suddenly, treating the strong man with the knife as the number one dangerous element, and without waiting for the three strong men to make a move, Zhang He took the lead in attacking.

In any case, you have to break out of the encirclement first. After making up his mind, Zhang He kicked out with his right foot, this kick was completely instinctive, as if he was fighting with his peers as a child, and he just wanted to kick his opponent away.

An instinctive kick, but also a kick with all your might.

Zhang He just wanted to kick away the strong man playing with the knife in front of him and quickly rush out of the encirclement, so as not to be attacked on three sides, however, what Zhang He didn't expect was that this kick played an unexpected role.

Zhang He didn't realize how fast this kick was, but the strong man with the knife was taken aback, because he had only seen this kick from his coach.

Zhang He didn't realize how much power this kick had, but he instantly kicked on the knee of the strong man with the knife.

A super fast kick, a powerful kick, and most importantly, the position of this kick is extremely deadly, kicking right on the cartilage in front of the kneecap.

A crisp sound came clearly, and the strong man with the knife fell to the ground in an instant, hugged his broken patella knee, and wailed loudly. Kicking the opponent, Zhang He instantly rushed out of the encirclement and faced the other two strong men head-on.

A painful wail made Zhang He involuntarily notice the miserable appearance of the strong man with the knife, "What's going on?" Zhang He couldn't help but be confused.

Could it be because I have been practicing for more than half a month? But I didn't find anything special about this punch! It can't be that the steamed bun that the old man asked me to eat is a panacea, right? Zhang He's cranky thoughts were interrupted by a vicious word, "Boy, I can't see it, you are still a master of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, admire, hehe." The strong man who was the first to do it, smiling evilly, walked slowly.

Although he successfully took down a strong man, Zhang He still couldn't help but feel nervous.

This kind of nervousness is an instinct, like an ordinary person with a sharp blade, facing a lion tiger and other carnivorous beasts, although he knows that there is a guy in his hand and can block it for a while, but he will still be nervous, and he is completely out of his control.

"Hit."

With a wild roar, the strong man's thick right leg suddenly kicked out.

Zhang He was shocked, but his right foot also instinctively kicked out, and fiercely met the strong man's powerful right leg.

"Bang."

A dull loud bang sounded instantly, and the right legs of the two collided together without any fancy fancy.

A sharp pain came clearly, making Zhang He couldn't help but let out a painful scream, he suddenly raised his right leg and quickly stroked the excruciating calf.

The strong man was no better, he bent down sharply, clutching his calves and not letting go.

Before the pain dissipated, the strong boxer strode in, and a beautiful hook came out and slammed into Zhang He's temple.

If he was hit by this powerful punch, he would have to be unconscious on the spot if he didn't die, Zhang He didn't dare to slack off, he couldn't care about the pain anymore, and his right fist was thrown out indiscriminately.

This punch, although Zhang He didn't have any special feelings, his punch was indeed extremely fast, and this random swing was magical, going straight to the eagle's beak at the opponent's elbow.

Here, in Western medicine, it is where the ulnar nerve passes, and in Chinese medicine, it is the small sea point of the small intestine meridian.

In daily life, many people have a similar experience, after touching the elbow, it will uncontrollably produce violent paralysis, which is the small sea acupoint, which is commonly known as the numb acupoint.

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, the strong man's swinging fist smashed down wildly, and the fist wind brought up made Zhang He feel frightened, but in the flash of light, Zhang He's right fist also smashed on the strong man's numb hole.

A violent paralysis came instantly, and the strong man's right hand was instantly weak, although the iron fist still smashed on Zhang He's temple, making Zhang He involuntarily feel slightly dizzy, but it did not cause fatal damage to Zhang He.

The strong man's right hand hung down uncontrollably.

Another blow was successful, Zhang He was suddenly full of confidence, and he kicked out his right foot suddenly and kicked the strong man's knee hard.

The boxer has good kung fu in his hands, but his footwork is really not flattering.

Zhang He kicked the opponent's knee with a very fast kick, kicking his patella into seven or eight pieces.

The pig-like wail sounded again, making Zhang He sigh involuntarily.

This all-over fist is really amazing!

Of the three strong men, two were deposed, and the last strong man was pale, he stared at Zhang He and laughed angrily.

"Boy, you're dead, hehe."

The strong man shook his head vigorously, making a crisp sound of "click", looking at the other party's fearless appearance, Zhang He couldn't help but feel nervous again.

Is this guy particularly powerful?

However, what Zhang He never dreamed of was that this fierce strong man did not attack, but Zhang He instantly turned pale.

The reason is very simple, because Zhang He's head has been aimed at a jet-black gun