Burst!

In the middle of the head, flesh and blood are splashed!

In the most unlikely situation, seeing that the victory was in hand, the old lama Doga was sprayed on his head by Bai Ze's white qi, and in an instant, his whole body fell back with his head! Although it was only one breath, Bai Ze was ignorant and chaotic at this time, but this breath was like a sharp arrow, condensed but not dispersed.

At such a close distance, one by one, even if the old lama had the means to reach the sky, it was difficult to dodge, but his eyes were wide open, and his body stood in place as if frozen at that moment.

A moment later, a small hole appeared in the middle of her eyebrows, the thickness of chopsticks, but for some reason, there was very little blood coming out of his head, and when he looked from the front, he could even see through the wound to the back.

Obviously, Bai Ze's breath has instantly broken the skull of the old Lama, and the yoga kung fu he has practiced for many years is in front of this breath, and the muscles and bones like steel and iron bones are completely powerless, as if they are blank paper.

But that's it, he didn't die completely, and in an instant, a certain body, followed by an extremely weird pounce forward, and his two hands actually hugged Bai Ze, who was also like a wooden chicken in front of him.

"Exhale into a sword, Jobson, go! I can't stop him for long! ”

At this moment, the old lama Doga seemed to be an instinctive reaction, and it seemed that for some special reason, he really hadn't died yet! In this moment, witnessing the cold white light that Bai Ze spit out from his mouth, his heart was suddenly filled with fear!

In the midst of his busy schedule, he began to recite a strange scripture in Tibetan. In the reception room in the dark, there seemed to be countless bright spots at once, and the green fell on his body faintly.......

Inner kung fu practice to the top, the five organs in the abdomen, practice into one breath, between the two lungs, the breath is huge, to just to the fierce, blow out in one breath, scatter is like a storm, a hundred and ten pounds of stones can also blow all over the ground to run, gather can be condensed into a line, sharp as a sword, just like the ancient legend of the sword fairy, open the mouth and spit out, is a white light.

Within five steps, killing people is as easy as killing people. It can even pass through an inch-thick iron plate, which is much more powerful than any pistol.

Both of them are masters in martial arts, they can blow into swords, and their kung fu is so high, if they don't practice the inner family method to the top, they must have another inheritance, so it is even more terrifying. The old lama is seventy or eighty years old, and he has lived from the old society to the present, and naturally knows a lot of things.

"Tell the Guru that I have done a lot of enlightenment!"

In just two sentences, it seemed that all the spirit of the old lama Duoga had been consumed, and then he threw his whole body into Bai Ze's arms, and his two arms quickly pinched into a handprint, and then closed left and right, and immediately clamped Bai Ze's body firmly.

"First like an arrow, then like a thread, cold as ice, and white as a chain. This step of kung fu has actually broken through like this? ”

Bai Ze stood in place, his spirit was in a trance, and he seemed to be still immersed in the illusory scene just now, and then his body hurt, and he saw the old lama who was like a corpse holding himself to death, and his eyes were full of madness: "In any case, what you are pursuing is wrong, and what else is to prove it, I don't think it will be a good death!" ”

The entire chest cavity was full of the old lama, squeezed and even breathed a little difficult, the wound on one shoulder was squeezed open again, and the blood was gushing down, Bai Ze just heard the last words of the old lama to Jobson at the moment he woke up, and immediately sneered, condescendingly, and imprinted a palm on his heavenly spirit cover.

His facial features and seven orifices flowed out of black blood at the same time. In the hollow that opened through the front and back, large strands of brain plasma shot out and sprayed on Bai Ze's chest.

Until this moment, this old lama Duoga was really out of breath, his thin body, lying on his stomach at Bai Ze's feet, but his eyes were still open. But he didn't blink his eyes.

"The brains are all flowing out, and they can still live? Could it be that Tantric yoga has really been practiced to such a point that he really has such a strong vitality? We who practice boxing don't know what will happen to the end? It's really exciting! ”

Bai Ze looked at what the old lama did at the last moment, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

People are going to die, but they are still thinking about what they are pursuing, not to mention whether the thing itself is right or wrong, only the thing itself, Bai Ze sees a strong and fierce tragic taste in the other party.

"I don't go to hell, who does! Jizo Bodhisattva once said. I can practice kung fu to this level, and sure enough, I am a person of faith, and if I want to play more wonderful punches, I must find my faith. This battle is really worth fighting! It's just a mouthful. ”

At this moment, more than a dozen steps away, Jobson, who was covering his ears with his hands and looking in pain, suddenly pushed open the door suddenly, threw himself forward, and rushed to the outside of the room, his movements were as fast as a rabbit.

It turned out that Bai Ze and the old lama Duoga were fighting fiercely just now, and he had already secretly run to the door to put oil on his feet, but he didn't want to be shocked by the "mantra beating" of the Duoga Lama, and his ears were buzzing, and his feet were weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

A half-crescent-shaped organ grows in the human ear to regulate the balance of the body. Although Jobson has received a lot of training in the United States and is proficient in martial arts, coupled with the advantage of foreigners' height and size, it is not a problem to deal with seven or eight ordinary people, but he is at the level of a special soldier, where can he stop the old lama's lion roar, as soon as the aftermath arrives, the whole person immediately gets up in darkness.

Fortunately, his usual training was rigorous, and his will was also very tenacious, and it was only after a moment that the sound in the room was silenced, and the American agent finally found a chance to escape. As soon as he pushed open the door, he immediately ran forward down the corridor at the fastest speed in his life.

He knew that at this time, the movement in the room had alarmed the hunchbacked Basang's men, and as long as he could hold on for a minute, he would be with these people, and his life would be saved.

And Jobson's running appearance is also very special, when running forward with both feet, the upper body has to cooperate with the stride to rush forward, and then use the habitual two hands to throw back together, and suddenly drive the other leg to follow immediately. With this movement of his body, his sprint speed even has the potential to break the world record in a short period of time.

In the back, it looks like a cheetah running wild on the prairie, not on two legs but on four legs.

The minimum that a qualified agent, regardless of country, is to be nimble, explosive and fast. Nor can a person who falls short of this standard be sent abroad on a secret mission.

Because in any case, these two points are directly linked to the success of the operation.

The agent's fighting does not have to be the most powerful, but the reaction must be fast, and when attacking, it is inevitable to secretly pursue and shoot and kill. When retreating, the mission must fail, and you must survive the death and react quickly, at least you must outrun your enemies.

For example, Jobson's current escape is the most standard model.

The CIA spent a lot of manpower and material resources, inviting zoologists, biomimicry experts, and sports experts from all over the country to gradually perfect a "leopard running method" that took more than ten years to gradually perfect, and even absorbed some of the footwork and body techniques in Chinese martial arts that they could obtain.

Jobs was undoubtedly a practitioner of this approach.

However, two of the three people in the room who were to be killed had already died, and of course Bai Ze would not "travel a hundred miles and a half ninety", so he asked him to escape alone. If it had been changed just now, the old lama Duoga had chosen to run away, Bai Ze might not have been able to catch up, and he might not be able to catch up, but at this time, Jobson wanted to escape under his nose, but it was like a dream.

Because this matter has exceeded Bai Ze's original imagination and is a matter of state affairs, as a member of the Chinese, he will naturally not sit idly by. This Jobson is alive and worth a hundred times more than he is dead.

So just as he slammed open the door and ran away, Bai Ze was already taking a step behind him, and he rushed out of the door from the middle of the reception room in one step.

Follow with the brush, the brush! After a few big strides, his body jumped up, and in a blink of an eye, he chased after Jobson, twisted his neck, and picked him up like a chicken.

At the same time, Bai Ze's body did not stop, the footsteps in the watchtower were already close at hand, although the hunchbacked Basang's subordinates were still unknown. But the reaction was really not slow, just this time, in Bai Ze's ears, he heard at least thirty or forty people's footsteps, rushing up from the stairs downstairs. 2735 These people all have shotguns in their hands, and Bai Ze has now consumed most of his physical strength because of a fierce battle with the old lama, so of course it is impossible to be stupid enough to fight hard. As soon as he grabbed Jobs in his hand, his body flashed into a nearby door, and as soon as he closed the door, there was a commotion in the hallway. The thugs of the brigade flocked to it.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Of course, if you want to die now, you can't die!! ”

Bai Ze hid behind the door, and let out a breath of air, and then his five fingers were wrong, and a force on his fingertips immediately penetrated into the foreigner's cervical vertebrae, and suddenly his huge body hung down softly, not only unable to struggle, but even his tongue could not move.

After watching a lot of movies, Bai Ze knew that most of these people's mouths were poisoned hidden in their teeth, although they didn't know whether it was true or not, they would rather believe it or not, and it never hurt to be careful.

Another arrow rushed to the window of this room, squinted and looked out, but it was the opposite of the way it came, and after more than a hundred steps of empty space, there was a dense pine forest behind the barbed wire, and above it was the top of this hillside.

At this time, there was already a mess outside, and someone found the bodies of two bodyguards at the staircase, shouting, and the security outside was far less tight than in the building, just to leave.

Then, Bai Ze tied Jobson with sheets and curtains, and carefully lowered it through the window. This guy is one meter nine tall and weighs more than two hundred catties, no matter how tall Bai Ze's kung fu is, he doesn't dare to jump directly from a height of six or seven meters with him. If you can't fall to this guy, it's hard to guarantee that you'll make any noise.

Then, he fell quietly again, and took advantage of the night to run away.

(To be continued)