The madman's face showed an expression of surprise, and even his eyes bulged out of surprise. He lowered his head and stared blankly at the fist piercing his body, revealing the last look of his life: surprise.

He was surprised at how it was possible for a fist to penetrate his body directly, he was surprised at what kind of power and speed this fist had, and he was even more surprised that the owner of the fist was already so strong, why did he come here......

"Squeak Squeak......"

The fist slowly withdrew from the madman's body, and the madman, whose lumbar vertebrae were directly shattered by a punch, fell to the ground before he could make a sound. His furious eyes still exuded a deep sense of surprise, and he couldn't believe it was true until he died.

"Hehe, I recently watched a movie called "King of Force", and I thought the hero's fist was very cool, so I learned it. Don't point a gun at me, it will make me feel very uncomfortable, what do you think, Xiao Yuanchao? ”

The owner of the fist smiled nicely, took out a cloth, and gently wiped the blood from the fist.

"Zhao Ziyang!" Xiao Yuanchao called out the name of the owner of the fist and slowly put down the pistol.

The person who came was Zhao Ziyang, who had only one side, the special forces of the former country, and the current mercenary. The professional soldier who clinked glasses and drank water with himself, and told him that he would never return home.

"On the battlefield, humanity really doesn't matter. When you take human nature to heart, then the animal side will be covered up, and then ......" Zhao Ziyang walked up to Xiao Yuanchao, stretched out a hand at him and smiled: "But I like people with human nature, the coexistence of human nature and animal nature is the real human nature." ”

Xiao Yuanchao stared at Zhao Ziyang for a long time, and then stretched out his hand to the other party and asked the other party to pull himself up.

It is clear that the other party has no malicious intent at all. If there is malicious intent, it will definitely kill itself. Moreover, Xiao Yuanchao believes that those who can penetrate the bodies of living people with the power of one punch can definitely become the real king here.

This is not something that can be achieved by ordinary strength, but the strength of absolute perversion. With this kind of strength, they don't care if they enter Kham or not, and with this kind of strength, the Kham Temple has long lost its attraction to them.

Don't think it's easy to pierce your body with your fist, but it's actually unimaginably difficult. The muscles, bones, and blood of the human body can even block a pistol bullet, let alone a flat fist?

A punch piercing through a living person's body, its speed and power are simply terrifying. This kind of power and speed has long exceeded the limits of the human body, it will condense into a punch, it will also condense into a leg, and it will also condense into any movement that the body completes.

When Xiao Yuanchao knew about the previous food stalls, what Zhao Ziyang said to him was not nonsense, nor was it said casually. Such a person should be considered super strong, right? It should be stronger than Yue Zilong!

"Thank you." Xiao Yuanchao thanked him and stretched out his right hand to press the wound on his left shoulder.

The knife that pierced the wound was still stuck in it, not because he didn't want to take it out, but if he took it out rashly, it was very likely that the entire left arm would be destroyed. Another point is that taking it out will cause a lot of blood loss, so it is better to let it stay in peace.

"Needless to say, thank you, I actually did it on purpose." Zhao Ziyang smiled and said, "I was in the valley from the beginning, and I was the first to come in. I didn't do anything else when I came in, I just stared at you. I could have killed or alerted you to this madman when it came this way, but I didn't do that, and saved your life at the last minute. But I didn't let you thank me for saving your life, but to make you owe me a favor. ”

Zhao Ziyang looked at Xiao Yuanchao with a smile, and his words were quite straightforward, without any implication and concealment. He didn't come to participate in the fight of 10,000 people, but went all the way to find Xiao Yuanchao, waited for the opportunity, saved the other party's life at the most critical time, and made him owe himself a favor.

It's too direct, it's too pretentious, and it can even make people feel disgusted, and wash away that feeling of gratitude.

But Xiao Yuanchao likes Zhao Ziyang's way very much, not only likes it, but also likes it very much.

This kind of directness makes you owe him a favor, which is far better than taking a favor. In this way, a favor is no longer a favor, but a fair deal: if I help you once, you have to help me once.

"When I return you, you can return the thank you to me." Xiao Yuanchao let out a breath and said to Zhao Ziyang: "You're doing me a favor, but I won't pay you back." ”

Xiao Yuanchao pointed to the knife stuck in his shoulder and asked Zhao Ziyang to help him solve this headache.

Zhao Ziyang nodded with a smile, picked up the Nepalese scimitar on the ground, pinched the exposed blade with one hand, and slashed it with the other.

"Whoosh!"

"Khooth!"

The blade that leaked on the surface of his body was cut down with great ease, and the speed and strength of lifting a weight completely suffocated Xiao Yuanchao.

But it's not the speed and power that suffocates it, but the ease of lifting. Xiao Yuanchao clearly felt that Zhao Ziyang's speed and strength were not much stronger than his own, but the other party's use of his hands was by no means comparable to his own.

"Khooth!"

Another knife, and the handle behind the knife was also cut off, allowing Xiao Yuanchao to be relieved. Although the half-cut blade remains in the body, this residue has become very relaxed. And his left arm can still move, proving that the knife that remains in his body for the time being does not destroy God.

"You're lucky." Zhao Ziyang handed the Nepalese scimitar to Xiao Yuanchao.

"Yes, I was lucky." Xiao Yuanchao smiled and said to Zhao Ziyang: "I owe you a favor, sue me, what do you want me to do for you?" ”

"Assassinate George W. Bush!" Zhao Ziyang stared at Xiao Yuanchao's eyes.

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanchao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Don't fool me......"

"Hey, how do you know I'm fooling you? Hahaha......" Zhao Ziyang laughed, patted Xiao Yuanchao's shoulder gently, and said abruptly and sternly: "Xiao Yuanchao, if I need your help when I go home one day, I want your help!" ”

This is the purpose of Zhao Ziyang to ask for a favor, just as Xiao Yuanchao guessed: In the food stalls, what he said to Xiao Yuanchao was by no means casual nonsense.

"If I could, I would." Xiao Yuanchao nodded vigorously.

He made a promise to Zhao Ziyang, no matter whether the other party had a motive or something, at least his life was saved by the other party.

"I'm looking forward to it, because ......" Zhao Ziyang's eyes showed incomparable yearning, also mixed with indescribable melancholy, and said softly: "I just want to go home, I just want to ......"

"Knock the little female soldier from the 25th hospital down on the hospital bed?" Xiao Yuanchao quipped.

"Hahahaha...... yes, that's right, that's the first thing I did when I got home, hahahaha......"

Zhao Ziyang laughed, his eyes moistened......