Of course, when it comes to a real fight, it must not be counted like this, but the reason is almost the same, Wang Hao used simple psychological stimulation, Slade was under anger and contempt for the enemy, and his kung fu was less than five layers, which was still the instinctive support of his martial arts, and Wang Hao had no intention of calculating, but he really gained the upper hand. ◢ With * dream * small ◢.1a

"Hehe, it turns out that he is still a master."

Slade suddenly stood still, although he couldn't see his expression, but his attitude changed, no matter who could see it, and Wang Hao didn't think that just this could make a battle-hardened mercenary king lose his mind.

"Deliberately stimulating me with words, and your appearance is really deceptive, that's why the scene just now appeared, but can you still do it now?"

Slade pulled out the knife he had left behind his back, although it was humiliating, but an existence like him licking blood from the knife edge, would he care about his face? What's more, if you kill Wang Hao, will you soon earn back any cheeks?

Give a few of his subordinates a gesture and let them deal with Batman, who has reached the end of the crossbow, Slade looked at Wang Hao coldly, he was gathering momentum, although he said the scene just now, he was more or less hit in his heart.

Now that he already knows that Wang Hao is a master, then, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and he wants to solve Wang Hao with an unavoidable attitude.

But what he didn't expect was that Wang Hao didn't intend to fight with him, and suddenly turned around and rushed towards the gun-wielding mercenary not far from him.

"Be careful!"

Wang Hao's wrist flipped over, and the sharp war knife stabbed out diagonally, and the mercenary who was walking towards Bruce couldn't react, and when he heard the boss's shout, he just wanted to turn his head, but found that the blade had already arrived in front of him.

"Poof!"

As soon as Wang Hao's blade was pierced, he never pulled out the knife, and directly reached out to grab the gun in the hands of the mercenary who had pierced his liver, turned over, lay down on his back, and quickly flicked the safety with his fingers, and shot at Slade who rushed towards him with a triple shot.

"Damn it!"

Slade had no choice but to dodge sideways, and three bullets grazed his body into the air, and when he turned back again, he found that the boy had changed his target again.

After he had fired three shots, just as he was lying on the ground, and it was also when Slade was dodging sideways, but at this time, he did not pause at all, and two more shots hit the bodies of the other two mercenaries with great precision.

He didn't choose any head, that part was easy to miss, he shot directly at the internal organs, that place is large, and among the five internal organs, if you are shot in any place, if you don't get treatment in a short time, you will definitely die, and as long as you hit, you will inevitably lose your ability to move.

Looking at Wang Hao who pointed a gun at him, the anger in Slade's chest was like the scorching sun on a summer day, burning, he didn't expect this guy to be so difficult, every step of his action counted everyone's reactions, that neat action, no drag on the way of playing, even if Slade did it himself, it was nothing more than that.

"Who the hell are you? With your ability, you shouldn't be an unknown person. ”

Slade said as he reached out to reach for a pistol from his waist, he didn't like to be pointed at, it was too passive, but the current situation happened to be that he was being pointed at.

"Bang!"

What answered him was a bullet, Slade reacted quickly, moved lightly, and dodged this bullet, but Wang Hao was so easy to deal with, he had already planned Slade's trajectory, and several bullets were on the way to hit him.

Seeing this, Slade had to force his body to twist and act against the common sense of physics in order to dodge the bullets that seemed like he was going to crash into them.

But Wang Hao's bullet seems to be a maggot on the tarsal bone, he can't get rid of it at all, he dodges with difficulty, but the space for action is getting smaller and smaller, although it seems that the bullets are empty, but only he knows that he will definitely be shot if he continues like this.

"Click!"

Slade was stunned for a moment, his heart was overjoyed, and as soon as he pulled out the gun on his waist and was about to fight back, he felt a vicious wind coming, and Wang Hao actually threw the empty rifle directly and smashed it on his wrist.

"Bell!"

Wang Hao held the war knife in his hand and slashed at Slade fiercely, not giving him a chance to pick up the gun again, and swept Slade away like a storm with a ferocious attack.

Wang Hao tried his best to squeeze the little strength he had left, he was still only the body of a sixteen-year-old boy after all, and Slade, that was the king of mercenaries, the famous death knell, was able to hold on until now, he was already very rare.

"Bang!"

Wang Hao flew into the air, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, the absolute strength was too different, the base was insufficient, no matter how much the increase was, it wouldn't work, not to mention, under the lack of his strength, he couldn't use a lot of skills, and now his skills increased by multiples, the same as Slade.

"Strange, I have never seen such a strange opponent as you, you act calmly to the extreme, every step is calculated to the extreme, even me, can not compare to you, your kung fu is unprecedentedly subtle, I have seen countless kung fu masters in my life, but I dare to say, in this world, no one is higher than your martial arts, but on the contrary, your ** is as weak as an ordinary person."

In the end, Slade is a transformed person, Mirakuru has given him the physical fitness of the American team, and Wang Hao, now he is just an ordinary person, he can't beat it, this is the crushing of comprehensive quality, he can calculate, his soul power provides him with the ability to calculate, but, he calculated, he can't do it.

"Hehe, don't talk about those useless ones, who killed the deer today, it's still unknown!"

As a big man with countless hole cards, how could Wang Hao not be able to turn the tables? It's just that he's wondering if it's worth it.

But as things stand, it won't work without this trick.

"Hehe, yes, the king wins, the winner is the king, but today I must win!"

Wang Hao didn't speak, the steel knife was held tightly in his hand, and a touch of black slowly wrapped around it, but under the cover of the night, it was not conspicuous.

The speed of this black entanglement was extremely slow, and Wang Hao's frowning brows and the blood slowly flowing from his nostrils all showed the difficulty of this move, but he had no choice, Slade had already come.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Wang Hao wanted to attack, a nylon rope suddenly wrapped around his waist, and at the same time, a pure black jet fighter suddenly swept through the sky, and Wang Hao felt a strong pull on him, and suddenly flew into the sky.

"Bruce Wayne, NMMP!"

Listening to the crisp sound under his ribs, Wang Hao suddenly remembered a night he didn't want to recall, and then simply closed his eyes and fainted.

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