Chapter 87: The Guards (1)
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Su Zhenyun pressed hard.
The man originally thought that he could easily drag Su Jianlian and the car to the ground, so he was too light on the enemy, so he only felt that his hand was sinking and the force was inappropriate.
Click!
A very clear sound of a fracture sounded.
Because of improper force, he suddenly encountered a heavy object, which also caused a frustration of his waist bone and injury.
Oops!
He screamed and fell to the ground, his face pale and beads of sweat.
"Brother Dong, what's wrong?"
The other four asked nervously.
"I ...... I ......"
The man who was called Brother Dong was so painful that he could barely speak.
Su Zhen also took advantage of this opportunity to get out of the car and punched the lower armpit of the person closest to her.
The man was hit, and his entire upper limb instantly became numb.
At the same time, Su Zhen's right foot was not idle, and he kicked the other person's leg fiercely......
No one thought that her speed would be so fast, let alone that her strength would be so ruthless.
For them, who have grown up in bruising for a long time, they subconsciously think that even if they are kicked and beaten by the girl in front of them, it is equivalent to itching.
Who knows, the lethality of her punch and kick is far beyond their imagination.
Two more were injured and lay down, and the other two began to wake up, so they temporarily ignored the injuries of their companions and began to deal with Su Zhen with all their energy.
"Stinky girl—"
One of the mouths opened and cursed at first, but quickly closed again.
Su Zhen's punch had already hit him the cheek.
Poof-
He spat out a mouthful of blood, accompanied by two front teeth.
Then, Su Zhen didn't give him any respite at all, his toes flew up, and he kicked him hard in the waist......
Bang!
With a dull thud, he fell to the ground heavily, his body bent and twitched like a shrimp.
The other person's fist, using the most ruthless strength in his life, attacked Su Zhen's façade.
He is a descendant of the Nanquan School, inherited several moves of Nanquan, and won the championship in the city's martial arts youth competition, and was called the king of small boxing by some people.
Su Zhen's neck tilted, dodging his fierce fist attack.
Her internal breath is limited, the strength of this body is also limited, and her fists have not been trained, so she naturally will not be stupid enough to fight his fists.
While dodging his fist, her right fist did not sit idle, and she struck upwards and slammed hard under the chin of the little boxer.
Click!
There was another dull sound.
The little boxer felt as if his jaw had been smashed by someone, his eyes were full of stars, his hair was dizzy, and he couldn't stand steadily, stumbled a few steps, and fell to the ground.
Looking at the five people wailing on the ground, Su Zhen raised his eyebrows and blinked, and said with an innocent face, "I said it, don't touch the stone with an egg, but you don't listen, I'm sorry." ”
Each of the five men was seriously injured in different parts, and all this happened in just two minutes.
They looked at Su Jin like ghosts......
"Bang Bang—"
A few loud applause suddenly sounded on the wall, Su Zhen looked up, was stunned, and couldn't help but shout, "Xiao, you're here too?" ”
The man's star-like black eyes looked at her with a hint of doubt, and he just wanted to jump down, but suddenly, his face froze, his body jumped, and he jumped off the other side of the alley and disappeared in front of Su Jin's eyes.
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