When Natalia learned to use a pen as a concealment weapon, and when she filled her body with a pen, no one knows. Bayi Chinese ≈. Ravkin is infatuated with Natalia, naturally because of her high looks and the figure that is enough to make all normal men laugh. For him, the sad thing is that he only sees the beautiful sexual~ sensual side of Natalia, but underestimates her destructiveness. As a result, in full view of everyone, he thought that he could use his family's power to slap Natalia in the face, and even bring her back to correct the Fa on the spot, but in the end he became the one who was slapped in the face.

How strong is Natalia really? The parliamentarians that Ravkin bought are the most vocal. Natalia's two long ~ legs kicked out like scissors, and many of the councilors who rushed towards her were about to stretch out their fists or kick their feet, and then they felt that their bodies were light, and they were already in the air, and they all screamed in horror. With two legs and a pen inserted in the suit, Natalia fights the male parliamentarians-for-tat. Those who just waved their fists at her often only took a kick; Those with all sorts of dirty weapons will be hit by pen darts. These parliamentarians only felt a sharp pain in their hands, the weapons in their hands fell to the ground, and when they looked down and saw a pen in their hands, the courage in their bodies disappeared in an instant.

Natalia kicks along the way, occasionally throwing a pen, and is invincible everywhere she goes. When more than half of the councillors in the council hall were lying down, and the others were happily standing behind her, Natalia straightened her clothes and said to the old man who was already dumbfounded: "Mr. Speaker, I want to impeach the members of the National League of Parliament who have no masculinity, let alone men, and they beat up a woman in front of the court, and they are not worthy of being the representatives of the people of Crimea......

The old man sat down in his place again, he took the gavel and tapped it gently, found Ravkin among the fallen councillors, coughed twice, combed his throat, called Ravkin, and asked him if he had anything to argue.

Ravkin was struggling with the pain at this time, and he had no strength to speak, he gasped violently for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "Speaker, Mr. Speaker, I, I want to see a doctor, I, I have a lot of blood. ”

The old man looked at Natalia with an inquiring gaze.

Natalia smiled charmingly and said, "It's just a little flesh wound, and you can't die." ”

"A little flesh wound, you Bichi-"

"What did you say?" Natalia ~ had a cold face and walked towards Ralkin. In front of her, the parliamentarians who were pretending to be dead or really dying immediately came to life, and crawled to make way for them.

Natalia walked up to Ravkin, looked at him with a blank face, took out her phone from her body and set it as a recording, and said, "Ravkin, apologize to me." ”

"I-" Ravkin still wanted to hold on, but when he met Natalia's reddened eyes, a chill rose in his heart, and the sentence suddenly appeared in his head, "This woman is a madman, she may really kill me". Then he hastened to say: "I, I apologize, I apologize to you." ”

"Huh?"

"I, I, I shouldn't be deluded and try to force you to submit through impeachment - I, I shouldn't scold you Bichi, I, I'm the ...... Bichi"

"I don't accept your apology, tomorrow, I'll bring someone to review your company's accounts, please get ready-"

When Natalia set off a political storm in Cremia, at a private dock on Jeju Island in South Korea, Lang Zhan and a few stowaways came ashore, and they were immediately surrounded by more than a dozen unruly thugs in black suits.

One of them, twenty-four or five-year-old, with a scar on his left eyebrow, said in South Korean, "Are you guys coming to Jeju for the first time?" Rules, do you understand the rules? ”

Lang Zhan turned his head to look and saw that the boat boss who received him 10,000 euros hurriedly left surrounded by several subordinates, he snorted coldly, held Xiaobao with his left hand, stroked Xiaobao's head with his right hand, and quietly looked at the South Koreans on the opposite side pretending to be forced.

Lang Zhan figured out the situation, and the other stowaways obviously didn't, and one of them, who was about forty years old, shouted at the captain's back: "Mr. Captain, you have already received our money-" Before he could finish his sentence, he was punched in the left eye by Scar's eyebrows, and with a scream of "ah", he fell into the arms of his companion. "We give money, we give you money-" His companion knew each other well and hurriedly took out his wallet. Lang Zhan saw that they began to take off their shoes, and began to take out their underwear~ pants again, and he was a little unbearable in his heart, and walked forward.

Scar's eyebrows stretched out his hand to stop him, stared at him and shouted, "Boy, do you want to die?" "Then I'll catch Xiaobao.

Lang Zhan does not shy away from it.

Seeing this, Scar's eyebrows sped up, seeing that he was about to touch Xiaobao, who was lying in Lang Zhan's arms, as if Xiaobao was harmless to humans and animals, suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth, "Ahhh

Scar's brow was caught off guard, and his right index finger was bitten, and it was bitten off in an instant. "Ahh

"It's you who is looking for your own death!" Lang Zhan let go, picked up his left foot and came first, kicking the right side of his right knee with a "click", only to hear a "click", and Scar's right foot immediately bent in a strange shape. The next moment, he let out an earth-shattering howl, and sat on the ground with a fart~ strand, not caring about the injury of his right hand, holding the broken leg with both hands and howling.

Behind him, other men in suits saw that a guy about thirty-five years old in the center burst into a shout, and pulled out a machete from behind his back with his right hand. With him as an example, the others also pulled out ~ machetes, and then regardless of whether Lang Zhan and the other stowaways were in a group, they rushed up with a strange scream.

"Get on board!" Lang Zhan left this sentence on the other stowaways, did not retreat but advanced, threw Xiaobao into the tactical bag behind him with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and inserted ~ into the knife light.

"Kill him!" The thirty-five-year-old guy burst out again, retracted the knife that had been chopping down, and then changed the tricky angle and stabbed Lang Zhan's left leg from the lower right.

"Ahh Inside the stowaways, someone screamed. In this scream, Lang Zhan's figure shook, and when the two machetes were close to his right shoulder and the other passed under his left ribs, his right fist smashed the face of a man in a suit in front of him, smashing a crisp "click" sound. What no one knows, including Lang Zhan, is that Lang Zhan was carried by the shark "Popeye", and when he floated on the sea until the third day, some kind of change began to occur in his body. These changes are related to his blood pupil and wolf-shaped qigong. And when he was calculated by the people of the United States, fell into a second deep sleep, and was used as a hematopoietic machine, the degree of this change was accelerated because of the exchange of blood. So, under the noses of the people of the United States, Lang Zhan completed the transformation from an acquired genetically modified warrior to a human-level warrior in the true sense.

The machete slashed head-on, and Lang Zhan could clearly feel the chill coming out of the blade. The skin irritated by the cold gave me goosebumps. I could clearly feel the threat, and the answer I instinctively gave at the first time was to avoid it, but before this thought appeared in my brain, it was snuffed out by Lang Zhan. Lang Zhan was inexplicably excited, he was excited, like a moth, knowing that dancing around the sparks would kill people if he was not careful, but he still stepped forward resolutely and rushed forward with two machetes.

Lang Zhan smashed the nose bone of a man in a suit with a punch, and with a hard grip on his left elbow, he caught the machete under his ribs. The man in the suit who was caught by him quickly reached out and pulled it back, but the machete was not pulled back, but it was pulled back to one of Lang Zhan's legs. Lang Zhan kicked him hard in the crotch ~ of his pants, and when he landed, he kicked him so that he hunched over and turned into a boiled prawn. The crotch of the pants is the most important part of the man's body, and the man in the suit let out a muffled sound ~ hum, and the whole person curled up and fell to the ground, immediately losing his combat effectiveness.

"Bastard, who are you?" Someone shouted and put his hand inside his suit.

Lang Zhan's night vision ability still exists, and of course he won't let the other party take out the gun. As soon as his left elbow loosened, the machete he was holding fell to the ground, and then with a copy of his right hand, he grabbed ~ the hilt, and then rushed forward as fast as he could.

"Kill him!" The men in the suits shouted one after another, rushing forward one after another.

Lang Zhan stared at the man in the suit who pulled out the gun, punched and kicked, the machete in his right hand flew and a metal collided, and the screams continued to sound, and the man in the suit rushed towards him and flew out. Several of them were broken by him, or he chopped off one of his ears, covered the wounds one by one, and called the miserable man-

"Bastard! I'll kill you! The man in the suit who pulled out the gun pointed the pistol at Lang Zhan, and then gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

"Phew!" A gunshot rang out, followed by a scream.

The other stowaways were taking off their shoes and digging out their underwear~ pants, but when they saw this, they all stood up, took a few steps back, and were dumbfounded. In the dim light, the appearance of gunfire was so bright, just when these stowaways thought that Lang Zhan would definitely not be able to escape the catastrophe, they blinked their eyes and appeared, Lang Zhan stood well, but the guy who shot him fell to the ground, and the screams had turned into intermittent moans~ groans.

The moment the gunshot rang out, the back of Lang Zhan's head went numb, and then, almost instinctively, he leaned back at the limit of his right hand while throwing out the machete in his right hand. The bullet flew against his forehead, and for a moment, he could even see the trajectory of the bullet and smell a faint smell of sulfur in the air. The machete flew out like lightning, cutting off the gunman's thumb and piercing his right arm. Ten fingers connected to the heart, the man in the suit with a gun immediately screamed in pain, he fell to the ground on his knees, held his right hand with his left hand, and almost fainted in pain at one point.

The man in the suit with the gun was the boss of the gang, and he fell to the ground with a knife, and the other men in the suit recognized the reality. They gathered around the man in the suit with a gun, muttering in Korean to discuss.