"Wu Zhong, is he the newcomer recommended by Boss Zhou?" In an instant, the gunfire stopped, and the seven young people turned their fingers at the same time, and beautifully turned the short gun in their hands into a gun flower, and put it on the table in front of them.

The eldest of these seven people, including Wu Zhong, was only twenty-six or seventeen years old, and the younger one was only in his early twenties.

Obviously, Zhou Lin's group of subordinates are all masters who dare to fight, have seen too much blood, and have several lives on their hands.

In fact, Wang Chan himself is no stranger to this taste, the mercenary unit sent by the Lin family in Miyun Mountain is extremely fierce, with a strong murderous aura, and has experienced the life and death test of bullets and bullets on the African battlefield, which is more powerful than most of the special forces in China. Performing secret missions overseas, being hired to participate in battles, killing people is as simple and normal as ordinary people drinking cold water.

The more backward the place, the more ignorant it is, the more disputes there are, Africa is a vast area, often a country is a tribe, the king has a lot of gold in his hands as wealth, and can hire the best warriors in the world to fight for himself, so wars between countries are often generated between two mercenary legions that do not belong to the African continent. And this mercenary force secretly cultivated by the Lin family is widely active in war-torn areas, where there is a dispute, there are them, and the reason is not for anything else, that is, to train an iron army in peacetime.

Soldiers can train for anything, only killing is not a joke, there is no legal killing without war, and training is bloody. A person who has killed someone will treat human life as if he wanted to kill again.

It's a pity that it took the Lin family so long and a huge amount of money to train an iron-blooded mercenary, just because they faced Wang Chan and went into the mountains to encircle and suppress, and in just a few hours, the army was almost wiped out. More than 95 percent of the troops have been attributioned.

"Actually, Zhou Lin wants to hand over these people to me, it's not that he wants to get out, he now has the relationship of Old Man Zhang, and doing some business seriously is much stronger than this smuggling for profit, and there is no need to take risks, Yahan's girl must also raise her hands in favor, and after ten or eight years, she may also be rich." Wang Chan's mind suddenly diverged a little, knowing that Zhou Lin wanted to come to Russia for refuge by himself Another layer, I am afraid that it is also a bit of a "orphan" flavor.

As for the eight young people in front of him, none of them are good stubble, if no one controls them, it won't be long before Russia will cause some trouble, or the gangs will annex each other and die under the random guns, in short, the result will not be too good.

was thinking about something in his heart, and at this moment, suddenly, his pores tightened, and he only felt that the evil wind in front of him was not good, but someone took advantage of his inattention and kicked him in the chest.

Wu Zhong also said that all of them are learning boxing and practicing martial arts in the Black Tiger Hall of Ma Huihui, in order to protect themselves, and the kung fu on their legs is an authentic sect to bounce their legs, and a foot flies out of their toes like a knife, and they are fast and ruthless, and the calf collapses like a razor catapult, and the landing point is Wang Chan's lower abdomen.

I have to say that this sudden flying leg bounce point, the foundation is very deep, and these people usually do what they do is a desperate business, their heads are hung on the waistband of their trousers, and the fist and leg skills are all through real actual combat, artificially abandoning some fancy moves in the leg method, the moves are all from the practical, the style is sharp, fast as lightning, and there is a little bit of the taste of one-hit nirvana in the army. There are still some differences from the orthodox leg kicking kung fu, which is purely based on the characteristics of each person, and slowly evolved the fighting skills.

The lower abdomen of the human body, inside is the large intestine and small intestine, there are no bones, although the two kidneys are in the waist, the liver and spleen are on the side, if the master kicks it, it will definitely be able to kick the liver, spleen, waist and kidney, causing death, but Wu Zhong These people are still young after all, and they also know that Wang Chan's identity is a friend and not an enemy, so a kick is purely to probe.

Even if Wang Chan can't dodge it, this kick can only make people feel unbearable pain, sit on the ground, and make a fool of himself, which will not hurt much.

However, although this tentative attack did not have any warning in advance, and it also coincided with Wang Chan's scattered thoughts, and the kick-playing kung fu of this person was also a little hot, but it was obviously far from enough to deal with a supreme martial artist like Wang Chan.

Wang Chan only waved his hand, as if his clothes were dirty and dusting, and swept away the front leg of his body with a gentle touch.

The young man's body involuntarily spun halfway, his pupils contracted suddenly, and he took advantage of the situation, changed his foot, and strode forward, his thumb clasped tightly, and the force penetrated his fingertips, and the fit was a stab forward, and he slammed into Wang Chan's soft underbelly. This time, he is quick to adapt, the moves are closely connected, although he loses, he can adapt improvised, turn disadvantages into offensives, and his moves are unpretentious, and he is a real skill used in actual combat.

It's a pity that Wang Chan didn't care at all, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, instantly blocking the opponent's attack halfway, and his forearm shook and shook slightly.

Others couldn't see that his forearm under his clothes trembled like a steel spring, only saw Wang Chan stretch out his hand to block, like a prophet, but the young man who suddenly shot was like an electric shock, trembling like chaff up and down his body, and then he was unstable, pedaling, retreating seven or eight steps backwards in one breath, and sat down on the ground, his face suddenly turned white, and his eyes were full of horror.

These people were all handed over to him by Zhou Lin, and although Wang Chan had restrained the strength of his hands to the greatest extent and tried to reduce the strength of the counterattack, under the handover of his hands, out of physical instinct, he still shook his elbows and turned his strength into strength in response to hostility, and naturally used a trick in the Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Cultivation Kung Fu "Thunder Shock Block".

With the elbow shaking of the forearm, the instant tremor is like a big gun, transmitting the strength to the opponent and defusing the attack.

It's just that he still used a little more force in this move, but fortunately, he stopped it in time, and only used the "shock" and "block" words of this trick "thunder shock block", and did not pour out the thunder hand of the thunder word trick.

Otherwise, even if this young man was wearing heavy armor and body armor, he would be beaten away by Wang Chan with one move, his internal organs, his muscles and bones would be broken, and he would die on the spot.

"Your checkboxing and leg bounce are far from home, although it is plausible mixed with some techniques suitable for your habits, but when you meet a master, one move can kill you. Wang Chan saw the young man sitting on the ground, and then the fish jumped up quickly, the expression on his face was both shocked and frightened, but he did not take a step back, but let out a roar of unknown meaning in his throat, like a wounded old wolf, trying to fight the trapped beast.

It can be seen that these young people are brave and ruthless, and they have become a surname that cannot be erased in their bones.

"He is the person arranged by Uncle Zhou. Surname Meng, Meng Shentong!" Wu Zhong and a few other young people watched the result of the contest just now, Wang Chan didn't move a single step, only waved his hand twice, and then lightly knocked one of his companions out.

The ease was like waving a hand to catch a fly. I couldn't help but think of what Zhou Lin said on the phone, this person really has a good martial arts. He is a master of boxing.

"Uncle Zhou arranged it, but Wu Zhong, you are the boss of our group, what does Uncle Zhou mean by suddenly arranging such a person?" Several young people suddenly frowned.

Zhou Lin had a one-line contact with Wu Zhong before, so these people didn't know the inside story, but yesterday Wu Zhong suddenly called to summon them, and they flew over from Vladivostok overnight, but they didn't expect it to be for such a thing.

"There is no way, Brother Meng also made a mistake in China and had to run abroad. Besides, this is what Uncle Zhou ordered, and there is no room for negotiation. Wu Zhong shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Ahem!" Wang Chan spoke at this time: "Zhou Lin's meaning is to let me take over your small organization, and I will be your leader in the future." ”

"Huh, you're going to be our boss?" except for Wu Zhong, the rest of the young people were shocked when they heard this, and then they couldn't help sneering at Wang Chan one by one, with a look of disdain on their faces.

"That's right, you're going to have to do things for me in the future. ”

Wang Chan never dragged his words into words, yes, yes, no, no. He also knows now that Zhou Lin's subordinates are all unruly gang members, and they are also taking the underworld abroad, and what they usually need to do is to help Zhou Lin raise smuggled goods in Russia, and then escort them to the Hulin border to transport them back to China. They have formed an inseparable group, small in number but flexible. Moreover, everyone practices boxing and martial arts, and is proficient in firearms combat, and one person can be used as ten people.

If these people are placed in the domestic underworld, they are all gold medal thugs in the gang, and they dare to fight.

Wang Chan is not a stupid person, and he also understands that it is not easy for an outsider to integrate into this group and make a few people willingly recognize his status.

After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, you can kill them and maim them, but it is very troublesome to be convinced and have the same heart.

However, this is also a very normal thing, no matter what group, when accepting new people, there will be an instinctive crisis of trust, and no one can be integrated into a group without distraction. It always takes a long time to run in.

"Uncle Zhou helped us in our most difficult times before, so we all obeyed him, even if he is not here, we will also do things for him conscientiously, just to repay the favor! What age is it now, do you really think that you can dominate the world with only fist and martial arts, and I can send you to the west with one bullet, believe it or not?" A young man stared at Wang Chan, one hand always pressed on the side of his waist, and the violence in his eyes was terrifying.

"Because Zhou Lin is in big trouble in China, he can no longer do the previous business, and I came to replace him just to ask him to withdraw and clear his name, but he has a wish. And in fact, although I have committed something in the country, but I have no intention of leading you here, I am the only one who lives more freely, although you feel good, a little ability, but young and vigorous, in my eyes is not a person, but Zhou Lin is like this, I am very warm, reluctantly to accept you. ”

Wang Chan didn't want to procrastinate at all, relying on a long run-in to generate trust between the two parties, and he didn't want to waste this time. Since Zhou Lin has already handed over this place to himself, then these people are his subordinates, and he will have to rely on them to take care of business, earn money, and deal with trivial chores in the future.

In the end, I am not familiar with life, and it is better to have someone to help than nothing.

Wang Chan once heard the old man say the truth of "leading" people, and knew what the most important thing was to pull up a team. That is to let your subordinates be able to sincerely convince you that you are afraid of you, "slap a slap to a sweet date", no matter what era and place it is, it is the "only two" mantra to control your subordinates.

Grace and power are equally important!

Carrots and sticks!!

Hearing that these young people were dissatisfied with themselves and were hostile and questioned, Wang Chan simply went straight to the point and explained everything.

"Hmph, you think you're good, but in my eyes it's still far behind! I'm willing to accept you, that's your blessing, at least a few fewer people will die in the future. Wang Chan then poured fuel on the fire, and saw that several young people listened to his previous words, and their faces changed in an instant, but they were as if they had not seen them.

"What did you say?"

The eight people, together with Wu Zhong, who was already a little familiar with Wang Chan, immediately turned pale.

There is a murderous aura!

Strong murderous aura!

As soon as Wang Chan said this, he suddenly felt that the surrounding atmosphere instantly froze, and a breath like a cold Siberian current suddenly spread violently among several people. Even his face was cold, as if someone was holding a sharp knife on both sides of his face, and his hairs stood up involuntarily.

Wang Chan spoke coldly and straightforwardly, not moving and flexible, and anyone who listened to it would be angry, not to mention the eight well-known combination groups in front of him who had been working hard in the Russian underworld for so many years. Moreover, these eight people are murderous and overflowing their chests, and they are not like ordinary people, with round eyes and upside down eyebrows.

On the contrary, one by one, the center of gravity was slightly bowed, each moving his feet in a small range, the muscles of his body were tense, and his eyes were narrowed into a straight line, as if he had found prey, and he could rush forward at any time and launch a fatal blow to the eight leopards.

It is also a large cat, a beast like a leopard, they do not have the majesty and domineering of a tiger and a lion, but they are better at hiding themselves in the dark, hunting life, and often hitting with one hit, just like a killer assassin, the action is like the wind, and it is really difficult to match.

Eight people, sixteen glances, like knives, strafed Wang Chan's body, and almost all of them were the "flaws" and "weaknesses" that Wang Chan was now exposed on his body.

"Looks like you've really killed a lot of people!"

Seeing this, Wang Chan was also slightly taken aback. He was a person who really killed people like hemp and regarded human life as a mustard, and as soon as the expressions of the eight people changed, he sensed the kind of strong and almost inseparable hostility and murderous aura from several people one step earlier.

If the temperament of these people just now was still somewhat similar to that of battle-hardened mercenaries, then at this time, after suddenly changing their faces, they had already turned into killers and assassins with blood on their hands.

As long as he moves slightly, Wang Chan will not doubt that these eight people will pounce on him mercilessly.

This is killing too much, once the enemy is really in the state, the whole person becomes not like a human being, extremely cold and cruel, and the real six relatives do not recognize.

Wang Chan has also heard people say that the most important training content of the ninja that accompanies his life is "forbearance", forbearance that all people can't bear, so as to cultivate the ninja's heart like iron and stone, like a wooden chicken, but as long as the time is just right, then these ninjas will suddenly burst out, make a fatal blow, and ignore their own life and death. During the War of Resistance and Resistance, it was also these ninjas who pretended to be the ronin of the Black Dragon Society, took the lead in entering the Northeast, and assassinated Zhang Zuolin and his son many times, causing many boxing masters under the command of the Northeast Army to suffer a big loss.

If you can't catch it, you will lose the opportunity as soon as you look at it.

Cruelty is also a strength. A master, can make moves with fellow practitioners, whether he wins or loses, or lives to death, there is always a result, but if he encounters a madman who doesn't care about his own life and death, and only knows how to hurt people's lives, it is psychologically difficult and there will be no pressure.

"These people must have suffered too much fraud and insults in Russia to embark on such a road, and they don't know how to keep their hands when they start with people, and they make killing moves, but I am afraid that more than 100 Russians have died under their hands over the years. ”

"But I like it! Now that the land under our feet is ours, what's the point of killing a few old hairy people?"

At this time, the entire training room was full of needle drops, and there was no sound. It seemed that all of a sudden, the temperature dropped below freezing, and the air froze.

"Do you know how many old Maozi we have killed who bullied us, and how many miscellaneous pieces have we slaughtered?" The young man who had been shaken out by Wang Chan's move just now spoke in the most gloomy manner, jumping word by word, and at the same time bent over, one hand tightly pressed against the back of his waist.

Half of his brown holster was revealed, apparently with a sharp knife dagger inside.

(To be continued)