He looked very young, in his twenties, a typical European, about 1.85 meters tall, half a head taller than me, wearing a black suit, strong and burly, a whole circle thicker than me.

He was also looking at me, and it was not our skill that drew our attention, but our eyes, murderous, bloodthirsty, ferocious, only those who had really been on the battlefield, only those who had experienced killing, only those who crawled out of corpses, could have such terrible eyes.

I'm sure this man had killed people, and a lot of people, otherwise he wouldn't have had such a ferocious, beast-like gaze.

In the same way, he saw that I was different, and kept looking at me, as if he had found something in common between us, that is, murderous spirit, and no fewer people died at my hands than he did.

The two girls stared at us blankly, trying to say something thankful, but they didn't dare to speak, and we seemed more terrible than the three rascals.

"Two beautiful Oriental girls, I apologize to you for the stupid behavior of those three guys, I hope it didn't scare you!" What I didn't expect was that the man suddenly withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the two girls, and said very gentlemanly.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, thank you for your help, we are very grateful. The two girls were stunned for a moment, as if they were not used to the man's sudden change in smile, and said nervously.

"Are you Chinese?" I asked in Chinese.

They were stunned for a moment, suddenly looked at me with surprise on their faces, and said in Chinese: "Yes, we are international students from Shanghai, and you are also Chinese, which is really good." ”

Being in a foreign country, it is very exciting to be able to meet people from home at a critical juncture, and I have only been abroad for a day, and I have not felt deeply about it, but in the days that followed, I have deep feelings.

"Do you often encounter this kind of thing here?" I pointed to the hooligans who hadn't gotten up five meters away.

"No, the security in London is still very good, we have never encountered such a thing, I don't know where these three hooligans came from, fortunately I met you again, thank you for your help, or let's do the East, let's have a meal together!" The girl looked at me happily, her eyes full of anticipation.

I looked at the white man and smiled, "I still have something to do, so I won't bother." ”

The girl, visibly disappointed, came up to me and said, "Then can we make friends and leave a phone call?" ”

I shook my head: "It's too dangerous to be my friend, it's not for you, I'll go first!" With that, I turned around and walked towards the park gate.

The man suddenly shouted behind me, "It's rude to refuse a beautiful woman's request, you don't seem friendly at all." ”

Without looking back, I raised my right hand, stretched out my thumb and forefinger to make a pistol shape, and fired a shot into the sky.

The two girls were very disappointed, turned to look at the man and said, "Then let's eat together!" ”

The man smiled: "Although I really want to go, but I'm sorry, I may have to disappoint the two of you, I still have work to do, I hope there will be a chance next time, goodbye, beautiful oriental girl." With that, the man waved at the two of them and chased them in the direction where I had disappeared.

Walking out of the gate of the park, it was almost dark, I was standing on the side of the road waiting for a taxi, and there was a sound of footsteps behind me, and without looking back, I knew that the man must have chased him out.

"Hi, my name is Bill, can you get to know me? Friends from China! Bill ran up to me and held out his right hand to me in a friendly way.

I glanced at him and said, "My name is Li Feng." After saying that, he reached out and shook it with him.

But I immediately felt that something was wrong, because he didn't mean to let go, but the strength was getting bigger and bigger, was this their etiquette or provocation, I smiled and slowly exerted my strength, since I wanted to play, then I would accompany him to the end.

At first, our expressions were very relaxed, my body was already strong in China, but it was much thinner compared to him, and he didn't seem to be using his full strength, probably because he was worried that I wouldn't be able to bear it.

After a short time, the smile on his face began to fade, and he noticed that the force coming from my hand was getting stronger, and he became serious, the muscles of his arm contracted, the green tendons flare, and the palm of his hand made a creaking sound.

I am not easy, I feel like being caught by an iron tong, there are bursts of sharp pain in the palm of my hand, I take a deep breath and exert my strength again, I rely not only on the strength of the body, but also on China's unique hard qigong, which is learned from the saber, he is a martial arts family, he has been practicing since he was a child, although I can't reach his level of smashing steel plates with one punch, but it is more than enough to deal with the person in front of me.

We fought for three minutes, and fine beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead, and it was clear that he had reached the limit, and I had reached the threshold of tolerance, and if he could still exert his strength, I would definitely be defeated.

Luckily he couldn't exert any more strength, and I took a deep breath and exerted one last effort, which was already my limit, but it was enough to make him throw in the towel, and as expected, I felt his arm tremble a little, and then the muscles relaxed.

I have to admit that he is a very formidable opponent, if he is a soldier, he must be the elite of the elite, in my impression, the strongest special forces in the UK is SAS (Royal British Special Air Service Regiment), maybe this guy is from there.

I let out a long breath, smiled strongly, and slowly let go of my hand, our fingers became very stiff, almost glued together, all pinched and deformed, and I didn't dare to pull back too hard.

After a pause, we shook our hands at the same time, and he looked at me in surprise and asked, "Are you a soldier?" ”

I moved my finger and said, "It used to be, but now it's just an ordinary tourist, and you should be a soldier too!" ”

He snapped his fingers and said unabashedly: "Yes, I like the smell of gunsmoke on the battlefield, just like a woman's body fragrance, which is intoxicating." ”

It's the craziest metaphor I've ever heard, he looks like a war maniac and makes me feel like he's not a member of the special forces attached to the state.

"You're so skilled, you must be a member of SAS, right?" I asked tentatively.

He looked at me suspiciously and asked, "I'm surprised, why do you think that?" ”

"Isn't the Royal Special Air Service Regiment the best special forces in your UK? They're the only ones who can train a master like you, right? I shrugged and thought I didn't have anything wrong with my thoughts.

"No, no, no, I'm not British, I have nothing to do with them, I admit that SAS is strong, but not necessarily our opponent."

"Oh? Is there a more powerful special forces force in the UK than the SAS? I asked curiously.