The strong man's face was covered with blood, and he looked extremely terrifying.

Moreover, after this effort, the strong man got up from the ground, and looked at it even more angrily.

Seeing me flying forward at great speed, the strong man's reaction was really not slow, and with a wave of his cross arm, he smashed straight towards me.

Fortunately, this strong man is very powerful, and he is wearing invulnerable armor, but he doesn't seem to have any weapons of great destruction, probably quite confident in his own pair of iron arms and copper fists, and the only weapon used by the strong man is his own fists.

Of course, this is really good news for us, if this guy has a sharp weapon or a firearm in his hand, if he continues like this, I am afraid that we Miao people will be cleaned up by him a long time ago.

It's just a pair of fists, but I know what they're all about.

Moreover, this strong man does not seem to be affected by the fat beating between me and the Persian cat just now, and his reflexes are still very agile.

Before I could get closer, the strong man's iron arms were already smashing straight at my side.

At this moment, I saw a heavy punch coming.

I had no choice but to curl my body together as much as possible in the void, keep my elbows as close to my knees as possible, and take the punch that the strong man quickly slammed.

After remembering the time I was hit before, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but grin.

As soon as I bared my teeth, the strong man's fist had already smashed into my arm.

Just like just now, my small body, under this heavy punch, flew out like a kite again.

With a muffled "bang", I fell heavily to the ground, and a layer of dust suddenly shook up under my body.

The grinning body climbed up from the ground with great force, and I couldn't help but twist my brow.

It was completely different from what I thought in my heart, after I was smashed by the strong man's cross arm again, the damage on my body didn't seem to be as bad as the previous time.

It can be said that I was not injured at all when I was smashed by it this time, but my body hurt a little, and I didn't vomit blood like last time.

Of course, this is not to say that the strong man is seriously injured and can't cause me any more serious injuries, looking at his current appearance, it is completely because he doesn't want to seriously hurt me, he just wants to force me away.

Thinking about this in my heart, I already saw the strong man turn his bloody head and rush straight towards Saori Aizawa.

Just now, but this Japanese girl was holding a sword in her hand and was about to come up on the head of a strong man.

Maybe this strong man is really grudgeful, and this kung fu is actually thinking of going to find trouble with Saori Aizawa first.

Seeing the strong man rushing straight towards me, I could clearly see Saori Aizawa's face stiffen, and the look of panic was rarely revealed in her eyes.

Moreover, at this moment, this Aizawa Saori is still in a very awkward position.

It was right in the middle of two huge square cabinets.

Just now, the strong man suddenly stood up, and in a panic, Saori Aizawa retreated sharply, but he never thought that he would retreat into a dead end.

It's just that even more unlucky than her is Brother Mao.

I almost let the strong man smash his head before, but after this Mao brother finally recovered, he was hurriedly crawling around trying to find a safe place, originally, he wanted to get into a small gap at the bottom of the two square cabinets to escape.

But who would have thought, Saori Aizawa retreated backwards, but just retreated in front of Brother Mao who was crawling on the ground, and, at this time, the strong man's strength was smashed with a heavy blow, and if it was really implemented, not only Saori Aizawa himself, but also Brother Mao behind her gave the dumpling stuffing together

There was no retreat behind him, and the panic in Saori's eyes was even worse, but as the head of the top secret service of the Japanese country, although he was flustered, Saori Aizawa was not like the cowardly brother who fell to the ground and couldn't move.

Moreover, the ruthless energy in the bones of the Japanese people made the Japanese girl suddenly have apricot eyes, twisted the corners of her mouth, flipped her wrist, and pounced on the strong man with the sharp blade in her hand.

Saori Aizawa, this is a typical fateful child, but I already know what will happen to it.

The short knife in his hand alone would not have any damage to the armor worn by the strong man, and Saori Aizawa's only fate was to rush to the front and be directly kneaded into a pile of meat by the strong man.

Just as I grinned and waited for the scene in my heart to happen, a sudden blinding red light shot straight towards the strong man.

The red light shot from behind the strong man, and the target was the strong man's head, which was not protected by the armor.

It's just that this red light flashed, but it didn't blow the strong man's head, the red light just passed through the strong man's ear quickly, and instantly took away half of the strong man's ear.

The pain of the severed ear made the strong man turn around violently, and it could be seen that he was even more angry now, and the hideous meaning on his face made him really look like a demon crawling out of hell.

An angry roar erupted from the strong man's gaping bloody mouth.

However, before his angry roar landed, another red light shot straight towards his head.

As the red light flashed, the sound of the strong man's roar also stopped abruptly, and then, he saw the strong man's body frozen on the spot, and after a moment's pause, his body stiffened and fell backwards heavily.

A dull sound sounded again, and the strong man finally did not move, his face was still covered with blood, his eyes were wide, and in the middle of his forehead was a round hole the size of an egg, from which sticky scarlet juice was still flowing out

The strong man finally braided his hair, and it was only then that I had to turn my head to glare at the man who had shot me.

After this glance, my eyes couldn't help but narrow.

What I didn't expect was that the strangely shaped gun was in the hands of the black army leader Persian Cat at this time.

The person who shot just now was this guy.

Moreover, when I turned my head to look, I found that the leader of the black army still did not put down the gun in his hand, and still maintained the posture of raising the gun to shoot.

Seeing that I turned my head to look at him, the Persian cat maintained this position and glanced at me