Tang Yulan hooked a smile at the corner of his mouth, and raised his middle finger at the hidden camera.

"Don't get complacent too soon." The ghost gritted his teeth, clutching the satellite phone in one hand, patiently waiting for the moment, trying to keep his composure and not let the emotion affect his judgment in any way. Before he could fully compose, his glasses suddenly lit up.

"Fack!" Torres Boone cursed, his legs bent, and the soles of his feet slammed against the wall.

The huge recoil force was ten times stronger than launching a bazooka, and the concrete and plaster behind his feet instantly sunken in, and it seemed that a shockwave that was invisible to the naked eye spread out from the soles of his feet, and the surrounding wall skin shattered into ten pieces, and ten pieces were shattered into fine particles scattered around.

His legs stretched out suddenly, and his whole body bounced out like lightning, and his shoulder slammed into Tang Yulan's mouth.

Captain Tang stumbled, took two steps back, and stepped on a steak, the gravy splashed out of the soles of his shoes, and his feet slipped again.

Torres Boone picked up a Western knife on the ground, smirked and rushed towards Commander Tang, and said, "Haha...... Don, you're too careless! ”

The sword light continued unconsciously, and the light like a match formed a huge net, mixed with the sound of the wind, and shrouded towards the head of the Tang regiment! It was so fast that it looked like Torres Boone had three heads and six arms, and the arms slashed at the same speed as a machine-gun bullet.

"Boom!"

After the Western food knife was dodged by the head of Tang, it slashed on the dining table beside him, and the sawdust flew out like bullets, and the entire table shattered into several halves, and the tablecloth hunted and hunted, and the sound was deafening.

Torres Boone has comprehensive skills, don't look at his tall stature, but he is more flexible than a tanuki, the pants behind his butt have been torn, and with his violent activities, with a "hiss", the pants were torn apart again, revealing the ugly red and white striped bottoms, regardless of the tearing of the pants, he turned the anger all over his body into strength, and swung a Western knife with a bright light to poke at the shoulder of the head of Tang.

"Get out!" Tang Yulan burst into a shout, not retreating, but advancing.

Everyone gasped!

The blade stabbed at Captain Tang's shoulder, caught by his tight muscle fibers, and could enter less than a centimeter.

Captain Tang's muscle fibers are much more meticulous than ordinary people, and ordinary people like him generally weigh about 140 pounds, but Captain Tang's weight has reached 210 pounds, and the strength of his muscles can be imagined. In particular, he used the power of the third stage of tattooing, and hundreds of millions of cells in his body were mobilized, and the muscle fibers became more and more meticulous.

Tang Yulan's expression remained unchanged, and he punched Torres Boone on the bridge of his nose.

If you use a high-definition camera to shoot it and play it slowly, you can see his rapidly floating face under the pressure of the fist wind. The moment the bridge of the nose was fractured, the surrounding skin was like ripples, and the nosebleeds sprayed out in the squeezing, turning into a fluffy blood mist, and the whole person flew out upside down again, hitting the wall again.

It seemed that the whole building trembled, and several huge cracks spread out in the walls. It probably touched the line in the wall, and the lights in the banquet hall flickered with the light on and off for a few moments before returning to normal.

Ga Zhizhi!

The huge four-meter-tall oil painting embedded in the wall shook, tilted and tilted, and the wind whistled and smashed down, smashing Torres Boone all underneath.

The oil painting is more than four meters long, and the border and back are made of heavy copper and platinum, and then make a retro effect, each pair is less to say that there are 300 catties!

"Bang dang!"

The oil painting smashed two tables and slapped them on the ground, and the cold wind blew up the short skirt of the panicked girl seven meters away.

Torres Boone had half of his body slapped under the painting, and a few bricks had fallen off and smashed on his head, but his muscles and bones were so strong that he didn't suffer much damage.

Tang Yulan grabbed the frame of the oil painting, turned his head and smiled strangely at the sergeant, and then rotated his ankles, twisted his waist and shoulders, just like a shot put player, and threw the oil painting out with elegant movements and free posture.

The canvas shook rapidly, and the sound sounded like the radar of a sports car roaring rapidly, and an afterimage streaked through the air, heading straight for the sergeant.

"Not good!" The tattoo chief's heart jumped to his throat, and he felt a sense of being out of his body, and when he looked at the hard texture of the outer border of the oil painting, it gave people a solid feeling.

Hardly hesitating, the chief tattoo did not care about the image, the wolf bèi squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, the oil painting was less than twenty centimeters away from the scalp when it passed, the wind was blowing overhead, and he had the feeling of kissing with death.

"Poof!" The oil painting slanted into the pool on one side of the hall, the frame of the oil painting splitting and deforming in the water, and the waves crashing into the roof.

Pebbles tumble into crystal clear droplets, and a few tropical fish leap out of the pool and tumble on the floor.

Sergeant Wen was shocked here, Tang Yulan had already punched Torres Boone in the chin again, and the back of his head slammed against the wall, smashing the solid concrete wall into a hole-sized size, and moving the cracked wall back four or five centimeters as a whole, the crack was even more shocking, and the thick wall seemed to be about to collapse at any time.

The skull of the super soldier is several times stronger than that of ordinary people, and if it is replaced by a cow, the head will also be blown up at this time.

Tang Yulan said lightly: ", Lingjiang City is not a place where you can go wild if you want to, your death will be my warning to the Science and Defense Bureau!" ”

After the super soldier fractured the bridge of his nose, bitter water gushed in his mouth, and the muscles of his whole body were once again uncontrollable and convulsive. The picture in front of me is like a TV set burning through a picture tube, and all you can see is darkness.

Immediately afterward, Commander Tang struck him on the cheek with another elbow blow.

Torres Boone's facial skin is like a peeled sweet potato, the retina is detached, the brain is concussed, and he is simply decisive when he falls to the ground. The head was in close contact with the floor, the pain from the broken peripheral neurons at the wound made him indescribable, his ears were like a radio that could not receive a signal, it was full of chaotic sounds, his head was like a washing machine drum spinning rapidly, and he tried to get up from the ground several times, but he couldn't do anything.

Thinking that at the beginning, Torres Boone's photos frequently landed in major magazines and TV channels, who would have thought that the super soldier who was majestic and attracted attention from all walks of life would now be beaten so badly!

The crowd opened their mouths wide, their tongues seemed to be knotted, and they could not say a word.

After many years, many scientists overcame various difficulties and finally used genetic modification to create the first super soldier. And they used a variety of channels and invested large sums of money to promote him as a well-known ambassador of justice. The original idea of the Science and Defense Bureau, going to Lingjiang City to deal with Tang Yulan, was like an appetizer before a French meal, and a warm-up exercise before the gymnastics team's competition, so it didn't pay much attention to it at all. Even if the guy doesn't eat beans one by one, it's easier than the old lady to eat tofu at the very least.

Who would have thought that their super soldiers would not obey orders and have a violent temper, and in the end, they would be in vain and die here.

Su Tianhong's face was pale, looking at the miserable super soldier lying on the ground on his side, his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat. Even if his own mother came, he would be so frightened that he was drenched in cold sweat all over his body.

Tang Yulan trampled Torresbon's head under his feet, twisted the soles of his shoes on his cheeks, stared at the oblique upwards with cold eyes, and said loudly: "'Netherworld Ten Thousand Laws, Prison Palm Divine Power?'" 'What a ridiculous and childish slogan, you have found this genetically deformed black donkey, who has been crippled by me, and what tricks are used now, I will let you know that I still have the final say in this place! What bullshit hell, fuck off! If not, messing with me will be the beginning of your decay! But since this is here, then don't leave, just stay, I'll find someone to do a good job of dissecting and researching it, to see if he carries any mutated virus. After finishing speaking, as soon as he exerted the soles of his feet, there was a "click" sound from the super soldier's neck, and his neck snapped.

There was silence in the banquet hall!

The situation turned around so quickly that most people were still immersed in horror and did not fully come to their senses.

The tropical fish outside the pool were still writhing, their tails slapping the ground, the ground stained with water.

The damaged oil painting has just sunk to the bottom, and the ripples on the surface are agitated, and it cannot be calmed down for a while.

"Bang!" The reporter from Tengyun Entertainment Network got out from under the table, and accidentally, his head hit the edge of the table, and he jumped in pain.

"Is the super soldier dead?" The reporter from Tengyun Entertainment Network wiped his glasses and asked in disbelief.

"He is a scientific and technological achievement praised by authoritative American magazines, and is known as the strongest man in the world." Wu Jiansong's open mouth couldn't close for a while, and he seemed to be sleepwalking when he spoke.

"Turtle son, what kind of super soldier? A. Lange & Söhne does not step on it! It's just a super soldier, if you die, you'll die, what's so strange! Which one broke Lao Tzu's dentures! Why don't you let Lao Tzu eat?! It's so immoral! The old man crooked his chin and kept yelling.

"What dentures don't have dentures, do you see it, it's Captain Tang who wins. The mythical era of our Chinese kung fu is about to begin again! A reporter-like man laughed and patted the old man on the shoulder.

The old man was stumbled by him, and goosebumps stood up all over his body.

The discussion is getting louder and louder, and the reporters are talking to each other about how to broadcast the headlines on the front page tomorrow, and there is no doubt that they will definitely work overtime when they go back, so that the news headlines of tomorrow morning will be published and spread the amazing news that happened during the banquet.

Originally, the "Shen Shuting Record Conference Celebration Banquet" was attractive enough, if you add that the super soldier was killed by the mysterious and weird tattoo power in China, the two news, happening on the same important occasion, can definitely set off an explosive wave!