Text Volume 1 Under the Neon_Chapter 574 Insidious

Command of the Kyoto Military District.

Fu Yuansheng groaned a little after receiving a phone call.

casually beckoned the police officer outside to come in and asked, "Is the special forces fighting competition over?" Go and see, if it's over, let Yu Xiaojun, Lu Tianye and Tan Fei come over to see me. ”

The officer agreed, and trotted away.

I thought that Bacheng had some urgent tasks, otherwise he would not have summoned the heads of the three ace special forces of the military region at such a node.

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On the stage, the chase between Ren Boyong and Zhou Qing continued.

Zhou Qing's slippery was beyond Ren Boyong's expectations.

The ring is so big, but he can't catch Zhou Qing. Several times, the situation of winning was flexibly avoided by him.

After a long time, Ren Boyong was really anxious.

There were many twists and turns in the game than he had thought.

In a hurry, tactics change by themselves.

stopped going around in circles with Zhou Qing at all, a pair of eyes firmly locked the other party's body, and moved forward step by step.

Low attached to the body, like a hungry wolf ready to pounce at any time.

Zhou Qing made several feints, but Ren Boyong was indifferent and only moved inch by inch.

The aim is to brake with static.

Zhou Qing's original plan was to drag the game to a certain time, and the winner was judged by the leaders below. But for now, this plan can only be abandoned, and it is time to think of a way to fight back.

Thinking about it, his body also retreated with Ren Boyong.

Before I knew it, I heard someone reminding me.

Only then did he notice that his footsteps were less than a meter away from the ring, and if he didn't need to fight Ren Boyong again, he himself would lose.

It became a habit to fight in the ring, but I ignored the fact that there was no rope in the ring.

And just when he was shaking his head, Ren Boyong accurately seized this opportunity and rushed forward.

It's fluttering, and the weight of more than 300 catties is unbelievably bouncing and hanging in the air. Under the shroud of momentum, people are unavoidable.

At such a juncture, in the eyes of others, Zhou Qing seemed to have no other way than to jump out of the ring.

The exclamations were everywhere, and even if they knew that there would be no serious injuries in the ring, they completely forgot about it. My heart was tugging up, and I wondered what I would do if I could......

Of course, Zhou Qing would not jump out of the ring, the original retreat stopped, and the body leaned forward and half-turned like a person against gravity.

Others seemed to have Zhou Qing caught the opportunity by Ren Boyong out of carelessness, but they all ignored Zhou Qing's dexterous swallow-like figure.

In this kind of inevitable defeat, he was able to take the retreating body alive.

Bang shaking!

The whole earth seemed to shake for a moment.

Ren Boyong landed in the air, subconsciously turned around, and swept his right leg.

He reacted fast enough, but he was definitely not as fast as Zhou Qing.

In an instant, the wind flashed in front of him, and Ren Boyong was punched in the face.

His mind was dazed, Ren Boyong let out an angry roar, and his arms swayed.

Zhou Qing made a move and retreated. Distanced himself from it again.

It's not that you don't want to beat your opponent while the iron is hot, it's that you can't seize the opportunity at all. The punch that landed on the face of an ordinary special soldier just now was enough to make the other party temporarily lose his reaction, but when it landed on Ren Boyong's face, it was like an itch.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, Ren Boyong has been taking the initiative.

was already stimulated by his fighting tactics, but now he was hit hard by Zhou Qing. The brown eyes had begun to turn color, and there was no longer the slightest warmth.

When the sense of crisis hit, Zhou Qing was not angry or afraid, but only responded calmly.

Calm, the most necessary condition in a competition, Zhou Qing has not lacked it since he was a child. He was able to escape death several times in coastal Jing'an and other places, relying on this quality of not being afraid of danger.

I'm afraid that I must be afraid, I'm afraid that if I am accidentally hit by Ren Boyong's fist, Tan Fei won't even have time to stop it, and his head will be blown up.

But I'm afraid that I won't be able to solve any problems, and when the crisis hits, I just do my best to obey the destiny of God.

It can be seen that Ren Boyong has a precursor to madness, and it will only become more and more difficult to hide again. Thinking about it, his body did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards Ren Boyong.

Ren Boyong thought that he came just in time, and as soon as he raised his arm to grab it, he lost Zhou Qing's shadow again in front of him.

When the wind came, Ren Boyong's right knee weakened and he fell to his knees. As his body fell, there was movement in his ears, and he was punched in the face by someone.

Ren Boyong had blood in his nose, and the pain mixed with humiliation made him get up like a spring, and chased Zhou Qing like a thunderbolt, wanting to choose someone to devour.

Many people in the audience stood up from their seats because of this, their nervous palms sweating.

Fang Lingyu exclaimed even more in surprise, wanting Zhou Qing to admit defeat, but it was too late.

Zhou Qing's mind became weaker, his body dodged to the left, and the next second he fell to the right in a daze. still kicked coldly, and was kicking on Ren Boyong's legs.

Ren Boyong had no accident and fell into the ring again. And because the momentum was too strong this time, it took a roll to stop.

How could Zhou Qing let go of this opportunity, stood up with both hands on the ground, and attacked forward.

There is a huge difference in strength and height, and Zhou Qing's fists are almost useless except for some specific moments. The only way to defeat the enemy can be thought of is Ren Boyong's next game.

However, at such a time of life and death, no matter how calm Zhou Qing is, it is difficult to find a last resort.

Ren Boyong fell on his heels, and he instinctively took the opportunity to act. As soon as his foot landed on Ren Boyong, he felt that his right foot and wrist were clamped by an iron hoop.

Without thinking, his left leg kicked towards Ren Boyong's arm, which was as thick as an adult's thigh, but Ren Boyong grabbed Zhou Qing easily, how could he let go. In the burst of cheers, he dragged Zhou Qing up from the ground, intending to throw it out.

This kind of sudden event, even the gods can't stop it at all.

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