There is a saying in China: Hitting people does not slap their faces, and exposing people does not expose their shortcomings. The meaning of this sentence is that you have to save three points of face in doing things, if you tear people's skin, don't blame your own skin being torn by the other party.

The clay figure also has three points of fire, not to mention that it is a living person, and a capable person.

It's not something that anyone who wants to become the deputy captain of the Red Murder Force can become, if he didn't have the ability, Xing Zhengrong would have been kicked out of this position a long time ago. Xiao Yuanchao can uncover his wounds, Du Baobao can uncover his wounds, and even Sun Huxiong can uncover his wounds, but these Dragon Nest people can't.

Because he knelt down for the Dragon's Nest at the beginning, but now he has to be picked up by the Dragon's Nest people, how can he not make Xing Zhengrong angry? Besides, his current identity is the deputy captain of the highest-level Red Murder Force, and these are just ordinary members of the Dragon's Lair.

If Xing Zhengrong can still endure in the face of these, then his forbearance is not called forbearance, but numbness.

"I've knelt, I've knelt for the Dragon's Nest, I've resisted the shame of the Dragon's Nest on me, and I've done nothing wrong." Xing Zhengrong said angrily: "If I do it again, I will still choose to do it." You don't have the right to judge me at all, and you don't have the right to judge me, and I'm out of this competition! ”

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out, and Xing Zhengrong pulled out his pistol and shot himself in the chest, allowing himself to be judged dead.

"Do what you have to do, it's my business." Xing Zhengrong threw the helmet far away while ordering his own people.

The soldiers who followed him slowly retreated and disappeared into the dense forest.

Everyone left, and Xing Zhengrong faced more than a dozen Dragon Nest warriors alone. He was angry, he was impulsive, and the consequence of his impulsiveness was that he was going to use his fists to teach these people who hurt him.

"One man versus fourteen?" The Dragon's Lair Warriors scoffed.

"That's right! One beats you fourteen! Xing Zhengrong stared at his eyes and roared: "Lao Tzu will indulge once today, have a good time!" ”

Before the roar landed, Xing Zhengrong was already like a falcon, rushing towards the dragon's nest warrior more than ten meters away in front of him.

His speed was very fast, and the whole person was involuntarily frightened under the pounce.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless, the three words that are usually used to describe fist or weapon attacks, can be completely applied to Xing Zhengrong. Because when he pounces out, the whole person is a sharp weapon, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

"Roar!"

The Dragon's Nest warrior let out a violent roar, his body was slightly on one side, his waist fell downward, his legs were slightly bent, and he hit Xing Zhengrong who was rushing towards him with a heavy fist.

This is a sideways punch, using the power of twisting the waist and straddle to the extreme. At the same time, the shoulders are leaning forward, so that the punch can be hit farther and harder.

Xing Zhengrong's body slammed into the opponent's fist, and he didn't seem to care about the opponent's heavy punch at all. His eyes were full of angry anger, as if he had lost his mind from the burning of anger.

In an instant, the fist of the Dragon Nest warrior struck Xing Zhengrong's abdomen with precision. But at the moment of hitting, he didn't hear the sound of fists hitting his body, but watched Xing Zhengrong slide to the side of his body like a loach weirdly.

Without a solid hit, the Dragon Nest warrior immediately changed his move, using his strong body to slam into Xing Zhengrong on the side.

This is the best and safest option.

"Smack!"

Xing Zhengrong grabbed the shoulders of the Dragon's Nest warrior with a faster speed, and then fell backwards with a bang.

The Dragon's Nest warriors were ramming, and the power rushed towards Xing Zhengrong, who grabbed his shoulders and quickly retreated. One advance and one retreat, Xing Zhengrong rushed backwards with the other party's shoulder.

Finished!

This is the only thought in the Dragon Nest warrior's mind, his power was unexpectedly unloaded by Xing Zhengrong, and the whole person was placed in the hands of the other party.

"I'm Xing Zhengrong!"

In the roar, Xing Zhengrong used his right hand that grabbed the shoulder of the Dragon Nest warrior to slam it to the ground.

The weight of more than 1,000 catties was like a mountain pressing the dragon's nest warrior, and he involuntarily climbed to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Ugh! ……”

A dull crash and a short moan came almost at the same time, and Xing Zhengrong pressed the Dragon's Lair warrior to the ground with one hand.

No, not pressing, but habitually on the ground. It's like an adult being able to hold a child on the ground with one hand at any time and place.

His chest slammed into the ground, and the sharp pain hit, and the Dragon Lair Warrior's body instantly convulsed, and a trace of blood flowed outward from the corner of his mouth.

And Xing Zhengrong didn't let go of the other party, he suddenly got up and lifted his feet on the other party's body.

"Bang!"

The strong body of the Dragon Nest warrior flew out more than ten meters under the force of Xing Zhengrong's kick, and rolled down on a big tree.

"Ahem, ahem...... cough cough cough ...... Burst! ……”

A violent cough came from the mouth of the Dragon's Lair warrior, and when he tried to stand up to no avail, he opened his mouth and spurted blood, and fell to the ground unconscious.

The other Dragon Nest warriors around were shocked when they saw this scene, of course they knew each other's strength, and they even knew what Xing Zhengrong's strength was in the past.

Spike, this is spike!

How can it be? How could Xing Zhengrong become so powerful?

"Up!"

"Damn, him!"

"Brothers, go on, kill Xing Zhengrong!"

“……”

Scolding and roars erupted from the mouths of more than a dozen Dragon Nest warriors, and after seeing Xing Zhengrong's strength at this time, they all rushed towards each other together.

"Hahahaha......"

Xing Zhengrong laughed, the grief and anger in his eyes became even stronger, and there was a faint hint of murderous bloodthirstiness.

Faced with the siege of more than a dozen Dragon's Nest warriors, he did not choose to take half a step back. Instead, he rushed faster into the crowd.

"Bang! Boom! ”

Two muffled stomping sounds sounded from under Xing Zhengrong's feet, and his body suddenly rushed upwards like a firecracker bomb. It was as if the whole person had flown up, and when it fell into the crowd, it was like a god of war descending from the sky.

It's the god of war, Xing Zhengrong's code name is Xingtian, and Xingtian is the god of war in ancient mythology!

But Xing Zhengrong, the god of war, is different from Xingtian, his domineering just rushed up, and did not land more domineeringly, but when he was about to land, it turned into a brilliant firework.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking sounded, and Xing Zhengrong grabbed the arm of a Dragon's Nest warrior with his own retreat, and broke his arm the moment he landed.

At the same time as he landed, countless punches and kicks attacked him in unison.

In the face of these punches and kicks, Xing Zhengrong rotated his body briskly, using both hands and every part of his body to slap and unload.

The flowers bloomed brilliantly, and under the siege of more than a dozen dragon's nest warriors, Xing Zhengrong began to dance, dance to his heart's content!