Chapter 63: Chill

Ye Fang felt like he had been hit head-on by a heavy truck. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His body slammed backwards like a cannonball.

He chose to hit the ground up in the first moment, no doubt to test his own strength with the first blow.

Because in the middle of the battle, it is very easy to open up the distance with the first blow, and Ye Fang only needs to complete this test to complete the targeted kill in an orderly manner.

This is in line with Ye Fang's character, even in the middle of the battle, he will not give up the use of his head.

But he miscalculated.

The opponent's strength, physical strength, and fighting skills were far above Ye Fang.

In the first collision, Ye Fang was forced to retreat, but he did not succeed in opening up the distance as he expected - but in fact, the opponent smashed on the ground, and his body accelerated again in an instant to force Ye Fang's body, and it was an incredibly fast second punch!

Ye Fang was modified by the T virus in the end, he failed hard in the first blow, and he still had time to defend against the second blow.

But the rhythm of the battle was already skewed, and he was pulled towards the brainless fight that Ye Fang didn't want.

Ye Fang could only stretch out his hand and stop that punch in front of him.

It was also a fist of flesh and blood, and it fell into Ye Fang's palm with a bang.

Ye Fang's right foot was half-arched on the ground, and his left foot exerted force at the same time, trying to forcibly block the opponent's impact and his own retreat.

It's a contest of pure power versus power.

Ye Fang was fighting against a typical Caucasian burly man who was above him in weight and height, and the mechanical assembly of half of the opponent's body made him look terrifying.

The soles of his shoes rubbed violently on the ground, and Ye Fang, at the moment when he completely withdrew from the alley, steadily stopped the winter soldier.

And at this moment, he has also appeared in the public's field of vision.

The streets of Manhattan are still quite bustling at night.

At this moment, the pedestrians on the street are looking at this scene in the field.

And Ye Fang had already punched his backhand and smashed it on the opponent's chin, and at that moment, the burly warrior staggered back.

However, it was also this step that the other party pulled out two submachine guns from behind him with his hands behind his back, and then he moved forward with one hand and backward with the other, and the two murderous weapons spat out the hottest tongue of death in an instant.

Natasha, who had just emerged, was forced back alive by a series of bullets, and Ye Fang, at such a close distance, was close to the fire......

His face completely changed.

He turned sideways like lightning, pressing the opponent's hand downward with both hands, the terrifying recoil of the firearm made all three hands tremble violently, and even the muscles on Ye Fang's cheeks trembled violently, but he raised his head.

At this moment, the burly Caucasian who was close at hand stretched out his foot and stepped on the joint of Ye Fang's right leg, his strength was so great that almost at that point, the sound of bone cracking penetrated into Ye Fang's eardrum, but it was suppressed by the dense and terrifying strafing sound.

There was already chaos in the field, the people who were still watching just now scattered, the sirens sounded quickly in the distance, and in the darkness and chaos, someone shouted: "That's the mutant captain!" That's Captain Mutant Ye Fang! ”

Ye Fang didn't hear any shouts, at this moment, his world seemed to stand still in the middle of nowhere, his hands were exerting force inch by inch, and his eyes were cold as if they were a blade that was cold to the bone marrow.

Then the light submachine gun was crushed alive, and the bullets from the bore exploded between the two people, and Ye Fang's head hammer had already smashed on the other party's head.

It was a real, hands-free collision, the burly Winter Soldier's head was smashed back alive, and Ye Fang had already withdrawn his hand, and the slashing hand smashed into the steel body of the opponent's chest that was made of unknown materials.

So this huge body was smashed back alive.

Ye Fang's hand began to bleed, and the ricocheting bullet swept across his cheek, leaving a shocking scar, and Ye Fang had already squatted down on his knee from the injury of the fracture of his right leg, and a knee hit followed by the punch on the opponent's chest.

The steel chest collapsed half an inch alive, and Ye Fang's body shook back slightly.

And in the time between these moments, the other party did only one thing.

The Winter Soldier turned the muzzle of the gun in his other hand.

Therefore, when Ye Fang stabilized his body again, what faced him was a black hole muzzle, and there was still a faint green smoke on it.

Natasha rushed out of the alley, shooting in this direction.

She was already very close to the entrance of the alley, and it only took two seconds at most for her to cut into the battle group.

But it only takes a second for the bullets in this light submachine gun to tear through Ye Fang's skull and penetrate deep into Ye Fang's brain.

Time seemed to be pulled to extreme silence at this moment, this was the closest Ye Fang had ever come to death since his life, and it was also his calmest moment.

At this second, Ye Fang made a very light lateral deflection with the help of his previous backswing, and then suddenly raised his body.

And it was also at this second that the other party pulled the trigger again.

As a result, it was only clear in the next moment, Ye Fang used his left shoulder to put the barrel of the light submachine gun on his shoulder, and in an instant, the whistling bullets easily tore the clothes and flesh on his shoulder, and in just a moment, his left shoulder was already a blur of flesh and blood.

But Ye Fang didn't even snort, because his opponent didn't adjust his posture all the time to try to send bullets into his brain or chest.

And once the other party does it, Ye Fang will lose all his functions in an instant, and he won't even have the opportunity to eat immortal beans.

So at that moment, Ye Fang hugged each other.

Ye Fang embraced the burly and tall Caucasian man into his arms, and he used his right hand to pull out the fruit knife from the real world from his waist, and flipped it three hundred and sixty degrees in mid-air into the most powerful backhand holding knife, and then downward.

The blade inserted into the flesh and blood body in an instant of a third of a second, penetrating from the side of the neck, and then accompanied by Ye Fang's wrist pull, tearing the skin and blood vessels sideways, and finally severing the arteries and trachea, followed by shocking blood, and the blood-colored fountain was released in front of Ye Fang's eyes, dyeing his vision into a scarlet in an instant.

And Natasha, who was able to rush to the scene, never expected that Ye Fang would end the battle in such a thrilling way in such a short moment, and for a moment, she was stunned in place.

However, she looked at this scene in the field - the half-kneeling Ye Fang's face was covered in blood, hugging a corpse with a bloody neck.

She felt a chill in her heart.

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