697 Matchups of the top masters
"Of course, Mayor Zheng, our island people have always been talkative, as long as you can win, I will release you immediately, this, according to your Chinese people, I Suzuki can use my personality as a guarantee." After Suzuki Matsui finished speaking, he pointed at Zheng Weimin with his hand and said: "Mayor Zheng, there is no need to talk about superfluous nonsense, let's start, see how I defeat you." Suzuki Matsui looked a little impatient with his expression.
Zheng Weimin could see that Suzuki Matsui was thinking about ending this competition quickly, looking at the expression on his face was very confident, it seemed that it would end early, and send Zheng Weimin a few people away as soon as possible, at this time, someone in the crowd of onlookers shouted: "Mayor Zheng, come on, kill the little devil, let him fuck the cow." Then there was a burst of applause, like rain hitting lotus leaves, and the scene resounded.
Zheng Weimin understands the feelings of the masses very well at this moment, knowing that the Chinese people have always had no good impression of the island people, they have never talked about benevolence, righteousness and morality, and they like to go back on their word, and they are extremely treacherous, he stood in the center of the field, looking directly at him with alertness, jumping up and down like a monkey and preparing to attack Suzuki Matsui.
Suzuki Matsui was tentatively observing Zheng Weimin, Zheng Weimin was also carefully observing Suzuki Matsui, and when Zheng Weimin was stunned, Suzuki Matsui pounced on Zheng Weimin like a cheetah, at this time, the director Yi Ming reminded loudly: "Mayor Zheng, be careful." ”
At this time, Suzuki's fist smashed a right straight fist towards Zheng Weimin's face with the sound of the wind, and the style was as old and fierce as a seasoned fishman stabbing a fish with a long bamboo tip, Suzuki Matsui's body and straight punch came too fast, so that Zheng Weimin couldn't defend himself, he gasped unconsciously, and secretly said: What a fast skill.
Straight fist lightning to Zheng Weimin's front door, at this time, Zheng Weimin can no longer be allowed to think about it, he instinctively turned his head sideways, stretched out his right arm to knock out, Suzuki Matsui saw Zheng Weimin instantly dodged his fierce straight punch, and also secretly amazed, to know that his straight fist moves like a rabbit, this is his strongest strength, in the world competition, few people can have such a fast reaction speed to dodge.
Suzuki Matsui knew that as long as Zheng Weimin received his own straight punch, at the moment when he was hit hard in the face, his fierce right whip leg followed closely and swept away Zheng Weimin's ribs, as long as he was hit, Zheng Weimin's ribs would undoubtedly break, even if today's game was over, even if Zheng Weimin had the power to return to heaven, he couldn't fight with himself with injuries.
But Zheng Weimin dodged his attack in the first move, which made Suzuki Matsui's heart tremble, at this time, Zheng Weimin gently blocked Suzuki Matsui's right straight punch with a four-two thousand pounds, and then a right whip leg was pumped up fiercely, at this time, Suzuki Matsui had already withdrawn the straight punch, although it did not hit Zheng Weimin, but his right whip leg was still swept out.
The two right whip legs swept from one left and one right were like crazy bulls with hard horns on their heads, running towards each other and colliding with each other, only to hear a muffled sound in the air, colliding together, both sides felt the strength of the other party amazing, at this time, neither of them was willing to show their wolf bèi and pain, both endured severe pain, gritted their teeth, looking for each other's flaws.
Seeing the fight at the scene, the surrounding onlookers held their breath, no one applauded and cheered, you must know that what they are seeing now is a world-class master duel, the speed of the two people in the field is too fast, the momentum is like a tiger descending the mountain, it makes people tremble and frightened, and the ordinary people fight a heaven and earth, the crowd of onlookers does not want to cheer, but they forget to cheer.
In order to quickly recover his state, Zheng Weimin reached out on the leg muscles that collided, and pushed it a few times, and the pain was instantly reduced a lot, and then Suzuki Matsui stared at Zheng Weimin vigilantly, his right leg seemed to be hit harder than Zheng Weimin, he didn't dare to step forward lightly and take the initiative, just dragged his painful right leg to stand opposite Zheng Weimin and slowly walked back and forth slowly, but his eyes kept staring at Zheng Weimin to prevent him from attacking suddenly.
Suzuki Matsui's two moves just now have been seen, Zheng Weimin is not an idle person, he began to underestimate the enemy, thinking that he could be defeated within three moves, otherwise, he would not use this kind of quick success and quick profit, but now he is not in a hurry to change the way of playing, his leg was injured Yan zhòng, and he could only slowly entangle Zheng Weimin, delaying the time for him to attack, so that he could recover the pain in his leg.
Suzuki Matsui could see that Zheng Weimin was also secretly recovering the pain and strength in his leg before the next wave of attacks from both sides came, Suzuki Matsui was very puzzled, his right whip leg was also riveted just now, why did his leg hurt so badly, it seemed that Zheng Weimin seemed to be much lighter than himself, what was going on.
In fact, Suzuki Matsui didn't know that when Zheng Weimin was in the special forces brigade, he had already learned the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine massage and wild survival self-help, and the special forces of all countries would survive in the wild.
The pain in Zheng Weimin's leg just now was not lighter than Suzuki Matsui's, but his ability to quickly recover to seventy or eighty percent of the state was related to the fact that he quickly pushed his leg a few times just now, which Suzuki Matsui probably never dreamed of.
Zheng Weimin knew that Suzuki Matsui had not yet recovered, and if in normal times, when the two of them did not bring any background and tasks, he would take the initiative to give up the game and go over to help Suzuki Matsui perform leg massage to alleviate his pain and show his benevolence.
But not now, because this is related to the safety of Hei Lao Liu, and it is also related to the safety of the entire Huaxia, he has to be ruthless to pursue the victory, and now the mercy to the opponent is a crime against the people, thinking of this, Zheng Weimin secretly said in his heart: "Suzuki Matsui, I'm sorry, we are each our own master, I have to take you down." ”
Zheng Weimin thought about this, and suddenly walked forward quickly towards Suzuki Matsui, and instantly his body rose into the air, his left leg was retracted into a folding bow, and his right leg flew out and kicked out fiercely according to Suzuki Matsui's chest, Zheng Weimin's speed surprised Suzuki Matsui, he didn't expect Zheng Weimin to shoot out instantly and attack himself without any warning at this time.
If Suzuki Matsui's leg is good, Zheng Weimin's flying leg may be difficult to kick him, but Suzuki Matsui's leg is injured after all, and in the process of dodging, it is still a little slower, Zheng Weimin's flying leg is impartial, and it just kicked Suzuki Matsui's chest, only to see Suzuki Matsui's entire body being kicked up by Zheng Weimin, and falling heavily to the ground in a flat throwing arc in the air.