The footwork of the iron arm poke the foot is flexible, dominated by the waist, the leg method of each way is one step at a time, even sent out one after another, the ring is set together, so it is called "the chain", and its legs and feet are alternate, left and right are interchanged, and they are paired in pairs, so they are often called "mandarin duck feet". Bai Ze originally had a foundation of more than ten years, and now he has obtained the lost essence of "Five Steps and Thirteen Guns" from the hands of Mudao people.

In addition, in recent times, he has been practicing swordsmanship hard, stepping on the basket, and his body is more light and fast, once he bursts out with all his strength, within a radius of ten meters, even if he is pointed at by the other party with a gun, the bullet will not hit his body.

Bai Ze's body kept shaking, the original figure of more than one meter and eight seemed to be two heads at once, turning more agile, brushing three steps and making two steps to the opposite side of a big man who raised a gun and kept shooting, and did not stop at his feet, a "gun lifting style", the iron arm was like a gun, the progress collapsed, poof, skin and flesh intersected. Although the man was wearing a standard body armor and blocked it in his busy schedule, Bai Ze's fist power penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and he could easily break the stone slab through the tofu, and this person was still standing still, but the skin and flesh under the body armor were suddenly dented in.

Immediately injured the internal organs, the liver and kidneys on the side of the chest and abdomen were afraid that they had been rotted into meat puree in an instant, and the next moment they flew away.

At the same time, Bai Ze's footsteps did not stop at all, his palm came out and went, in and out of the spear horse, and there was no trace, and when the man's body flew, his body had already slid out next to him. His mind was condensed, and his five senses and six senses had already been mentioned to the extreme at this time, and he had long known the effect of his fist strength, and he didn't bother to look at his opponent again after winning a move.

Immediately following him, he stepped on the same foot one after another, and suddenly turned around and appeared in front of another big man with a gun. The big man was staring at Bai Ze's figure, and all the bullets in the magazine were all shot in one go, but Bai Ze's body was small, flashing and moving in a small area, like a divine help, so fast that he could barely keep up with his eyes, and seven guns in a row could only fall behind him.

It's like you can see each other's shadows with your eyes, but you have to be slow down in everything you do, and it's full of a strong sense of disobedience.

As soon as the gun in the big man's hand stopped, he immediately pulled out another magazine full of bullets from his waist, and just about to replace it, Bai Ze's people had already jumped to him, and a fierce "overlord elbow" was horizontally pressed against his chest, and this person suddenly seemed to be hit head-on by an angry Spanish bull, and his body of one hundred and seventy or eighty pounds rose into the air with a roar, and fell all the way out of six or seven meters away, and he was out of breath on the spot.

The guns in the hands of these people are not vegetarians, so Bai Ze starts with a killer, and what he asks for is a one-hit kill. For him, time is of the essence.

He pounced from under the ditch, before and after ten or twenty seconds, first chopping the face and catching one to death, and then shaking his hand and stabbing one to death, kicking one to death, punching one to death, and elbowing to death, the few people who were originally closest to the middle-aged man, together with the four elite mercenaries he deliberately placed beside him, died in the blink of an eye. Even if the middle-aged man was experienced in a hundred battles and was used to seeing the rain of bullets, his scalp was numb from being frightened at this time.

Although the mercenaries are taking their lives to eat, exchanging their lives for money, and the tasks they give out are piled up with human lives one by one, they are also dealing with "people", and if they are shot, they will die, where have I seen a "fierce man" like Bai Ze, a small team, an armed establishment of a full forty people, and now most of them have been disabled by one person with his bare hands.

Rao is middle-aged man has seen countless blood, and he can't help but be frightened at this time, and suddenly gave an order, pulling his neck and shouting, "Feng Zhen, hurry up, stop him, and the others will keep a distance, don't be approached by him." ”

Before the words fell, a short and sturdy man who was less than one meter seven tall suddenly rubbed his body and pounced, punching inch by inch, waving his fists to make a sharp sound of breaking the wind, and his arms moved in one breath, and the air he pumped crackled, dense as torrential rain, and crisp as a whip.

This mercenary named Feng Zhen is the middle-aged man's master who has practiced since he was a child and is proficient in martial arts, although he is shorter than everyone else, his fighting strength is undoubtedly the strongest in the entire mercenary team.

People who practice boxing, kung fu has reached a certain level, and they have a strong sense of danger, although this Feng Zhen has no way to detect Bai Ze's movements in advance, but at the moment when Bai Ze instantly pounced and killed, his reaction was not a little faster than his companions.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that Bai Ze killed several people in a row and was about to disperse in one breath, he suddenly came out from the side. He has already seen that Bai Ze's kung fu is far more powerful than himself, regardless of his hands and feet, he will die if he is touched, and he will be injured if he rubs it, but a stream of blood is surging into his heart, and he can't think about anything else in his desperate life, the middle-aged man gave an order, he reflexed, and his long body rushed up, and he should also practice kung fu such as flip boxing, which is to go all out as soon as he makes a move, "both fists are as dense as rain, and a whip is crisp and fast", in order to block Bai Ze's footsteps and ask others to withdraw in time, so as to open up the distance.

There was a fist shadow in front of him, and the violent sound of breaking the wind instantly dispersed the wind and rain in front of him, making a crackling sound.

Feng Zhen, who has carried out more than a dozen missions abroad, with his own skills, has the nickname of "Ghost Hand", although his kung fu may not be very high, but this kind of order, not afraid of death, is enough to make anyone feel shocked, even Bai Ze's movements can't help but slow down at this time.

In the end, he is still a person, after fighting all the way, it only takes seven or eight minutes before and after, and more than 20 people died under his hands, not to mention how much physical exertion is, but the thought of being targeted at at least a dozen pistols all the time, his spirit is highly nervous, and he does not dare to relax in the slightest.

Unwilling to entangle with people, delaying time, Bai Ze's body flashed, stepped on a few steps in a row, and walked sideways, just wanted to use his body to miss Feng Zhen again, and rushed into the crowd like a square talent, but he didn't expect that once Feng Zhen made a move, he would immediately forget about life and death, like a mad tiger. He was born as a soldier, and later became a mercenary, and his experience in killing people is really rich, and he has also practiced martial arts since he was a child, his body is short, and he is more flexible.

Bai Ze had already prepared in his heart, and when he saw this situation, he suddenly made a wrong step, slid his body out, and grabbed it with a claw backhand. This is his usual eagle claw grappler, grabbing people's throats, and dying as soon as he catches them, and he has tried and tested repeatedly.

Who knows, this Feng Zhen seemed to really don't know how to be afraid, and even ignored Bai Ze's palm, as if his life was not his own, and he didn't dodge, but straightened up, and met it straight up, and at the same time, a punch broke through the air, and the middle finger phalanx spit out like a knife, and it was also a fierce blow to Bai Ze's Adam's apple.

Mercenaries kill people, using the fighting techniques learned in the army before, which combines the characteristics of many fighting at home and abroad, simple and direct, targeting the joints and vital points of the opponent's body, so it is also called "one-hit killing". Feng Zhen has been blocking mercenaries for so many years, and he has long formed his own set of fighting methods, not only attacking sharply, extremely fast, but also extremely powerful, exchanging injuries for injuries, exchanging injuries for death, fighting is a fierce and fearless death.

Bai Ze immediately knew that the other party was clearly trying to force himself and fight with him to lose both.

Although Feng Zhen's martial arts are far inferior to Bai Ze, everyone has a life, and if they come out and fight, at the moment of life and death, they are more ruthless. To a certain extent, this is enough to offset the huge gap in kung fu.

At the moment, Bai Ze's body couldn't help but slow again.

At this moment, a faint crane roar came from behind him, and Ruan Hongnan, who had been standing in front of the car looking at his brother's corpse, finally shot again.

His body opened, like a huge crane, flying two steps against the ground, and between the changes in his movements, his fists turned into beaks, and he pecked at Bai Ze's temples on both sides.

Bai Ze only felt the strong wind attack the back of his head, and the green tendons on his temples appeared, and he had a feeling of numbness in the skin of his brain.

"Crane peck!"

As soon as he heard the wind in the back of his head, the crane roared faintly, Bai Ze, the master of boxing skills, sneered when he saw it, the reason why he hadn't exhausted his means until now, it was this Ruan Hongnan who was prevented.

A master-level White Crane Boxing master, and from a place like the Golden Triangle, it is strange that he is not proficient in firearms. Compared with those mercenaries of the Zhongnan men, such people are undoubtedly the most terrifying.

However, now that Ruan Hongnan finally couldn't help but make a move, Bai Ze's heart was put down.

He shouted violently, turned around and rushed up, and Ruan Hongnan had a hard fight, and for a while, the dense and sharp claw wind tore through the air, and it exploded again and again. Compared with Feng Zhen, Ruan Hongnan's kung fu and experience are undoubtedly more powerful and rich, but Bai Ze is not a fledgling hairy boy who has never seen blood. The lives of the people under his hands now have fifty or sixty from going to Mount Emei to now, and even the Mudao people have a lot of complaints about his killing surname, this hard-hitting and hard-hitting without fancy, suddenly made Ruan Hongnan lose the opportunity to use firearms in close quarters.

Moreover, Bai Ze's eagle claw iron arm, each claw grabbed with a sharp sound like a sword splitting into the air, which was not something that Ruan Hongnan's white crane fist could resist at all, just this collision, all the clothes on his two arms were torn into strips of cloth, and the flesh on his arms was torn into flesh, and the pain entered the bone marrow.

This is still because of his kung fu, a pair of arms because of the perennial hitting of wooden people and stakes, has long been practiced extremely tough, otherwise if someone else, as long as Bai Ze is clawed, there are few bones that are not broken. Seven or eight were caught, and a cow was to be broken into pieces.

(To be continued)