"Oh, this is really a joke of God, I can't imagine that Jobson, who once covered the sky in South Africa and was later regarded as a big problem by agents of various countries in the Middle East, and was in charge of the whole Asian region as an ace agent of the CIA, actually intended to die at your hands! I have to say, this is a great irony. However, it is precisely because of this that we have made this trip to China, and I am personally very interested in your country. ”

Standing more than thirty steps away, this young man dressed as an international student smiled brightly at Bai Ze, but the words in his mouth had a shocking taste.

"As a compensatory for taking the liberty of coming, I would like to introduce myself, I am codenamed 'Gentleman', and I am an Englishman, so my friends sometimes like to call me 'Butler', but as my enemy, my other nickname, 'Bloody Scythe', may be more appropriate, because the gun in my hand is like the sickle in the hand of death, and every bullet harvests a soul."

"Also, I have a lot of identities and names, and the most common one is Thomas. Brandley. But now that you're in China, you can call me Edward. How about it, Mr. Bai Ze, according to your Chinese tradition when we meet for the first time, my courtesy is not considered rude, right? ”

Edward looked at Bai Ze with a smile, his voice was clear, his words were clear, not only did he speak Chinese very standardly, but also used appropriate words, and his humorous tone looked like he had a considerable understanding of Chinese culture, "And the two gentlemen behind you, that tall black man is 'Typhoon', don't look at him looks like a brown bear, but the person is as his name, his movements are as fast and domineering as the landing typhoon, before joining my group, his identity is the famous black market boxing champion in Las Vegas." None of the bones of the man who died at his hands were intact, as if they had been crushed by a tornado. The remaining white man turned out to be a doctor, but now his code name is 'Madman', he has a severe hemophilia, and his greatest hobby in life is to separate the enemy's carotid artery with a scalpel, and he goes berserk at the sight of blood, and by then he is crazier than a mad dog, and he is the most troublesome guy under me. ”

"You're all American agents? ...... for that guy named Jobs? Bai Ze stood in place and moved, only when he spoke, a pair of eyes flashed with green light.

“no,no,no……。” Edward shook his head vigorously and smiled: "We are not Americans, and we only have some business dealings with the CIA, so you are not so much an agent as a hunter, just like the mercenaries and bounty hunters who work for money in the novel." Americans have money, some things can't be done just by saying, there are always some influences and disputes, but we are different, as long as the price is enough, there is nothing that cannot be done, and our reputation has always been very good. Steve Bson is the CIA's director of Asia, and his death has directly led to the paralysis of some of the established policies and plans of the US political axe. As far as I know, you're just an insignificant little person, with no background behind you, and even if you're missing or dead, no one will stand up for you. ”

"Well, having said all that, I can be regarded as a salute before a soldier! If you don't object, then you might as well come with us, and from here now, we'll be in the United States tomorrow morning. Of course, this is the best outcome, and you can resist Mr. Shirasawa, but that is obviously not a good idea, because so far, no one under my gun has been able to leave alive. ”

"Gentleman, don't be wordy, it's a price to live or die, and it's still a good deal to die. Tell me to just break his neck. ”

The black man, codenamed Typhoon, seemed to be a little impatient while listening, and while complaining in English, he surrounded the white man called Mad Dog next to him, completely cutting off Bai Ze's retreat.

Bai Ze's eyebrows narrowed, his shoulders suddenly shook slightly, although his feet hadn't moved yet, but the three people surrounding him were all ruthless people who had been born and died, experienced in a hundred battles, and didn't know how many bloody killings they had experienced, even if Edward spoke before, how relaxed and comfortable his mouth was, he didn't think so, but Bai Ze just moved, and the three of them still felt it immediately.

And the speed of the response is even more amazing.

Especially the black man codenamed Typhoon, if he doesn't move, he will be as fast and violent as the wind sweeping the ground, bent his knees violently on the spot, and suddenly rushed out to run, and when he pounced, he put the soles of his feet on the ground, obviously with a very profound fighting foundation, and the momentum of the pounce was fast and steady, and he knew how to step straight into the middle palace, snap two steps, and the person had already arrived in front of Bai Ze.

His height is nearly two meters, not only exercises all the muscles like a mountain, but also has long hands and feet, giving full play to the natural flexibility of black people, as soon as he pounces in front of Bai Ze, his elbow has been raised and slightly bent, a jab, the back of the neck is forced, short and urgent, the middle finger bone joint is protruding like a thorn, and it is a punch to the back of Bai Ze's head.

Jab is a typical technique in Western boxing, pay attention to speed, no straight punches and hooks are powerful, when punching like fencing stabbing, straight to the point, one touch to close, the common view, just in boxing as a cover, the power is not too big, not like hook punch as strong and heavy, can knock out the opponent with one punch.

But in fact, this is just a misunderstanding of ordinary people, jab boxing is practiced to a high level, only the soles of the feet and waist and hips are forced, the neck and back are not moving, and the arms are relaxed, and there are strict requirements for the muscles in all parts of the body. Therefore, the top boxing masters, almost without exception, have particularly thick thighs and waists, abdominal muscles are knotted into armor, and their necks are thick like rhinoceros.

And because the jab is short and fast, this kind of punching technique is hardly any time for a layman to react as long as he is on the spot.

Once you attack, when you punch in the middle of the move, it is really like a sword stabbing and as fast as lightning. It is very practical with a surname.

The typhoon kept stepping on the middle line and rushed into the middle palace, plus the arm was extremely long, and a punch stabbed out, and the fist the size of the casserole almost enveloped Bai Ze's entire head in a condescending manner.

Feeling the bad wind behind his head, the air in his ears made a sharp cracking sound, but Bai Ze's eyes were always fixed on Edward's body opposite, compared to a gun in this person's hand, he didn't pay much attention to the threat from behind him. Just a slight tilt of his head to the left, Typhoon's punch automatically went empty, grazing his ears and passing over.

The Typhoon is a specially trained killing machine, proficient in all the fighting techniques of the underground black fist, especially the incredible power in his hands, which can kill a running bull with a single punch head-on. Therefore, his jab is not only fast, but also more powerful, and in the past in the black boxing arena, he often shot his opponent in the head with one punch without a single blood stain on his hand.

However, this time, after he punched away, it was too late to change his moves.

Bai Ze, who had just turned his head sideways, instantly shook his shoulders.

From the bottom up, the strength is vigorous, and it is on the shoulder socket of the typhoon behind him in every square inch.

Suddenly, Typhoon's huge body suddenly stopped, a pair of eyes almost bulged out, and then half of his body seemed to have been split by lightning, and his right arm that was stretched out straight out hung down at once, as if he could no longer use any strength, and the whole person stood in place and was paralyzed.

And at this moment, with Bai Ze's shoulders on the top, his entire back was also neatly leaning on the chest and abdomen of the typhoon at this time, his arms shook, and he hummed a thunderous sound from his nose, which was the most classic move in Bajiquan.

Although Bai Ze has not systematically learned the boxing method of Bajiquan, he once saw Mogao Grottoes fight with Zhou Fangfei with an iron sand palm in Chengdu, and he was very impressed by this trick of sticking to the mountain, and he also spent a lot of time figuring it out afterwards, but he also learned a lot of skills from Bajiquan.

It's a pity that Zhou Fangfei is a disciple of Cangzhou Baji Gate, and many things are not passed on, and Bai Ze used this trick only to resemble it, but with his ability, even if it is not the original Baji force, it is more than enough for a "reckless man" like Shangfeng who pays attention to pure external forces.

He leaned back, only a few inches away, his clothes sticking to the air, and he made a whining sound like the roar of the wind. It was attached to the chest and abdomen of the typhoon.

Immediately, the body of the typhoon, which weighed more than two hundred and forty or fifty pounds, was knocked into the air as if it had been hit head-on by a speeding train, and as fast as it came, it was as fast as it went, and it crashed into a pine tree thirty or forty paces away with a bang. The pine tree clicked and clicked, and for a time I don't know how many branches and leaves were broken, and the pine needles fell like rain, and I saw the soil clods on the ground rising high, and I actually pulled out the roots of this pine tree.

When the typhoon bounced back from the trunk of the tree and fell to the ground, the pupils of his protruding eyes were obviously dilated, and his big open mouth was panting and bleeding.

“oh,**!” Seeing that the typhoon was just rushing upward, and in a blink of an eye, Bai Ze "beaten" him lost his ability to move, and Edward on the opposite side looked nervous, only then did he know that he was obviously underestimating the power of this young Chinese man, and immediately opened his mouth to scold as soon as his face changed.

At the same time, the white "mad dog" that pounced out after the typhoon had also rushed to Bai Ze. His fingers couldn't help trembling, the pupils of his eyes couldn't help shrinking and expanding, his eyes were bloodshot, and when he reached out, there was a cold light, and the brush flew wildly, but when he looked closely, he didn't know when, he had already sandwiched a scalpel between the index fingers of his two hands.

Thin as cicada wings.

(To be continued)