However, Sanders's self-mutilation does not mean that he has lost his combat effectiveness, on the contrary, due to the pain and facial irritation, it is more ferocious.

At this time, Zhao Li definitely didn't dare to give Sanders a chance to give him time to put on the dislocated left arm, so he could only keep attacking to increase his easy-to-gain advantage.

Can't attack the enemy's wounded parts? There is no such article in the skills that Zhao Li learned in recruit training, and I believe that there is no such provision in the training of special forces. Although Zhao Li's head is still a little roaring and dizzy, it does not mean that Zhao Li has lost the ability to judge the scene clearly.

Sanders' inability to move with one hand, which severely affected his balance, and the fact that he was holding a standard police equipment that did not fit his size very well, were the reasons for the failure. Ordinary people have already accepted defeat when they reach this point, but Sanders can't afford to lose, Zhao Li is self-proclaimed martial arts, and if he still fights like this, the instructor of this special soldier is too unqualified. At least in terms of the will to fight, it is completely unqualified.

In the previous two games, he also said that because of Zhao Li's merit, even if he lost, he could say that in the past, and now there is no such excuse. Now Sanders is really crazy. The crazy attack, the hideous expression, and the bulging muscles are easily reminiscent of a famous class of troops in Western fantasy - berserkers.

Berserkers are famous for their frenzied killings, regardless of the pain of their own bodies, and they don't even necessarily know their own people. He was so mad that except for the old warden, who was still sitting leisurely in his chair and did not move, the people around him all stepped back a lot, giving way to a large circle.

affects the balance, which also affects Sanders's flexible surname even more, originally Sanders's speed was not as fast as Zhao Li, but now he is even more elbow. Zhao Li's police crutch would often fall on Sanders's left shoulder and arm when the attack elsewhere was fruitless, triggering a burst of screams in pain.

One hand couldn't protect the whole body at all, and if he didn't pay attention, the back of his right hand was hit heavily by Zhao Li's police crutch, and the pain of this direct attack to the bones almost made Sanders throw away the police crutch in his hand.

Everyone was surprised that Sanders still didn't succeed at that opportunity. A hard-hitting blow cost Sanders an arm. Faced with the situation at this moment, there were already a few guys who seemed to have no joy or sorrow all the time and couldn't help but shake their heads. Even if Sanders is holding on now, the final result cannot be changed. Unless there is a miracle.

In the end, the miracle didn't happen to Sanders. At this stage, Zhao Li has begun to play steadily and steadily, resolutely not giving Sanders a chance. From time to time, he used his speed to make marks on Sanders' injured arm or on his other hand. In the end, under Zhao Li's skillful blow, Sanders had to let go of the police crutch in his hand.

With bare hands, even if you have a high motor and a big move, there is nothing you can do in the face of Zhao Li's skillful police skills. The best role of police abduction is to capture and defend. Sanders, who did not have the support of true qi, unexpectedly landed on the hard police crutches, which hurt his heart.

Another blow to the shoulder, a blow that almost blackened Sanders' eyes. With a slight look of relief, the right hand that could still move had fallen into Zhao Li's hands again.

The result still hasn't changed, but in another direction, the elbow is pressed on the shoulder, and the same move falls on Sanders for the fourth time in a row.

This time, Sanders stopped struggling and was pressed to the ground by Zhao Li. Even the struggle didn't help, and the only consequence was that the arm was also dislocated. There is no point in continuing if both arms are gone.

Zhao Li didn't have the pleasure of victory at all, somehow, as if he didn't feel happy enough, or this kind of pure abuse but he didn't get a few hard blows, as if he was not addicted.

"Convincing or not?" The body pressed against Sanders' arm, and Zhao Li asked viciously.

"Don't accept it, you kid is cheating, using a weapon that I am not familiar with. It's kind of you come with your bare hands! Sanders lay his face on the ground, but he roared loudly.

Everyone was reminiscing about the scene just now, but they heard Sanders's shout, and several people frowned as if they were nothing, they all reached this point, does this guy still have the face to fight again?

The red-eyed Zhao Li stared viciously at Sanders under his body, as if he wanted to see through his internal organs. No words were spoken, only the heavy breathing of two people was heard, heavy as pulling bellows.

Everyone was also looking at Zhao Li to see how he replied. Zhao Li made a straight face and looked at Sanders under him, it seemed that this big black man had become an old warden sitting in a chair and enjoying the performance, or he would definitely feel good if he punched him in the face with his own hands.

"Good!" Zhao Li straightened up, stood up, reached out and picked up Jiang Hao's police crutch from the ground, and threw it to him along with his own. Then he began to move his hands and feet in place, waiting for Sanders to get up.

Sanders also seemed to be red-eyed at the moment, stood up, twisted a few times, and his left arm was still not very comfortable. I looked left and right, found a suitable wall, raised my left hand with my right hand, spread my palm, and leaned against the wall. As soon as the waist was forced, there was a rattling sound, and then Sanders was seen raising his left arm freely and making a few movements up and down.

This guy is neat with a dislocated arm. It seems that the attack strategy just now is absolutely correct, otherwise, as long as he is given a little time, he will be able to recover the dislocated arm, and when the time comes, it will be difficult to say whether he will win or lose.

Zhao Li's actions made the old prison warden a little puzzled. It seems that judging from his previous consistent performance, Zhao Li is not such a person. The relatively low-key record in recruit training is not such a popular surname. Could it be that something has changed? Thinking of this, looking at Zhao Li's gaze also changed a lot, and an unpredictable smile appeared on his mouth.

"I'll give you time, you can take a break." Zhao Li stood there and spoke a little indifferently, and his calm tone made Jiang Hao not far away a little unfamiliar. Zhao Li wasn't like this yesterday, why did he suddenly change someone today?

Zhao Li's words pierced Sanders's body like a stimulant, and the horizontal flesh on his face twitched. But he was a master after all, and he knew what he should do at this time, so he looked at Zhao Li coldly, but he was waiting for an opportunity to rest.

Everyone began to guess, both sides have no real qi and no weapons, so, in this scene, the senior instructor of the special forces will definitely not lose to a new recruit who has just completed recruit training, right?

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To explain again, geniuses are not dissected, the protagonist is only a shadow left by childhood. In fact, the salaries of geniuses are very high, and it is also the best thing to learn in a genius school, but there is a certain degree of restriction on freedom, after all, entering the school is considered a soldier. Of course, it is still necessary to cooperate with the researchers to do some physical data collection and spiritual research. The protagonist was misled by his father, so he had that kind of mind.

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