He Zhenzhong's faint voice rang out, no one saw his movements, they only heard a snap, and the guy's punch was pinched, and he could no longer make an inch.
What?
The guy's face changed drastically. How is this possible? Even if it is a cow, he is confident that he will knock it to the ground with one punch. However, now, no matter how hard he tries, he can't shake that damn Chinese man at all. How is this possible?
The Brazilians outside almost stared out of their eyes. No one knew better than them how terrifying the monster in the iron cage was. More than a hundred of their elite special forces had their necks broken.
It was directly torn in half, but now, it was controlled by the God of Death with one hand?
in a cage.
call.
The moment his fist was pinched and he couldn't move forward or retreat, the guy reacted very quickly. He raised his right foot, tightened it like a thick iron rod, no, it was an iron rod, and suddenly kicked it towards He Zhenzhong's crotch.
.
Made a move.
There was fear in the eyes of several elite Brazilian special forces. They went to check the corpses and found that more than half of them had their legs kicked off. This shows how powerful this American monster's feet are. It is definitely comparable to sweeping an iron bar.
ah.
boom.
Clang.
Everyone held their breath and stared straight into the cage. He Zhenzhong's feet had collided with that guy's feet. However, what shocked everyone was that it was that guy's feet that were swept away, and
, the God of Death’s feet don’t look any different at all.
hiss.
There was a loud gasp. The Brazilian soldiers looked at He Zhenzhong one by one with dull eyes. They could not believe that this was true. The Brazilian president and other senior military and political officials all breathed a sigh of relief. They were indeed the gods of death.
Ah, to be able to deal with such a monster, they had no choice but to accept it.
"That's it, so-so." He Zhenzhong was a little disappointed. He thought the Americans had also come up with something like a strengthening potion, but the result was like this? Using biotechnology and modern medical technology, the human body was inlaid with foreign objects.
?This is more than a little worse than China's strengthening potions, and he estimates that these guys won't live for many years.
That guy's teeth were almost broken, and his eyes were full of horror as he stared at He Zhenzhong. He was a reformer, how powerful was he? How could he be suppressed by a damn ordinary Chinese?
Unforgivable.
"Ah." He was completely angry, roared, and moved his body violently, especially when he squeezed his left fist, and with a click, the flesh and blood on the fingertips of his five fingers instantly shattered, and several gleaming spikes appeared.
exposed.
call.
this……
Even Long Xiaoyun was a little calm. He was indeed a monster. Such a sudden move was really hard to guard against. These Americans were so fierce that they actually made the human body look like this.
Unfortunately, he faced He Zhenzhong who had undergone advanced strengthening.
call.
The index finger and middle finger clamped the shiny spike, and the turbulent power in his body surged toward his right hand. His hand seemed to swell in an instant, and then He Zhenzhong twisted it violently.
Snapped.
A crisp cracking sound was heard.
Seize the sword with bare hands, Chinese Kung Fu? The Brazilians standing outside were swallowing hard. This is too fierce. Now, they have begun to sympathize with the monster. Meeting the God of Death, how pitiful is he?
ah.
"No, how could you have such great power? This is unscientific?" The guy roared in a hoarse voice. How dare he believe this is true? That is the most suitable and human body built with the highest technology in the United States.
Although the metal is small, it is quite flexible, otherwise their fingers would not be as flexible as before.
"How can China, a country with a five-thousand-year-old civilization, be comparable to the two-hundred-year-old United States? There are still many unscientific things, hum." He Zhenzhong stopped talking nonsense to this guy, exploded with all his strength, and stamped his right foot on the ground.
boom.
call.
His body shot out instantly, more than twice as fast as that guy.
The guy was so frightened that he kept retreating, his face was horrified, and he no longer had the arrogance and arrogance he had before. However, he was still in an iron cage, where could he retreat?
"Damn Chinese, I will fight with you."
Hearing the guy's words, everyone present knew that this guy had completely lost his self-confidence and was about to fight for his life. However, in front of the God of Death, is there any difference between fighting hard and not fighting hard? Isn't it the same as being completely suppressed?
Snapped.
He Zhenzhong's right hand was like a snake coming out of its hole, and it instantly went around, grabbed the guy's arm, and then violently dragged him forward.
Deng Deng Deng.
The huge force coming from his hand was like a continuous tide. The monster could not resist it at all. It left a deep mark on the ground and was dragged directly in front of He Zhenzhong.
call.
Clang.
He Zhenzhong suddenly raised his right foot, and his knee landed on the guy's chest, making a harsh sound of metal colliding.
puff.
The guy opened his mouth, and a big mouthful of black blood spurted out. The incision that looked like a steel plate had been completely dented. His whole body was shaking like a sieve, and his pain nerves had been severed.
It's quite a bit and it doesn't hurt, but he is afraid.
After the blow was successful, He Zhenzhong turned his body slightly to one side, grabbed the guy's right hand, and then pulled hard, while at the same time, he swept out his right foot again.
boom.
Wow.
Two opposite forces acted on the guy at the same time. The Brazilians outside saw only a splash of warm blood, and then the monster's entire right hand was completely detached.
"Ah." The guy's scream finally rang out. Although most of the pain-sensing nerves were cut off, it was not completely cut off. He couldn't bear the fact that his entire right hand was torn off alive.
Looking at He Zhenzhong, who was holding a bloody severed hand and standing there studying, the Brazilians outside were all frightened. Damn it, is he the real monster?