Lying on the bed, He Zhenzhong suddenly opened his eyes and rolled his eyes outward.
Then, he gently sat up, stood up, and tiptoed to the door of the room without wearing shoes.
call.
There was a slight sound of breathing, and He Zhenzhong frowned slightly. The figure of the foreigner from before immediately appeared in his mind. Apart from him, he could not think of anyone else who would sneak over to look for him in the middle of the night.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, with a sneer hanging on his face. What do these foreigners think of China? Is it their back garden? They dare to come over and kill people in the middle of the night. They are brave enough, huh.
Slowly taking a step back, He Zhenzhong took a deep breath.
outside the door.
The foreigner had already arrived at the door of the room with his hair in his hand, with a sneer on his face. It was time for that damn Chinese to die.
He took a deep breath, raised his feet, and prepared to break through the door.
boom.
Wow.
The wooden door fell apart in an instant, and sawdust flew everywhere.
There was a look of panic on the foreigner's face, and then there was a thud in his stomach, a sharp pain, and his body flew backwards in an instant.
Deng Deng Deng.
He Zhenzhong's figure quickly sprang out from inside, shooting past like an arrow from a string.
call.
The expression on the face of the foreigner who had not yet landed was twisted. Damn it, he was unexpectedly attacked. This guy was indeed no ordinary person. He should be a soldier as they estimated.
But what about the soldier? Hasn't he killed enough? Humph, just wanting to kill him is just a dream.
He gritted his teeth, twisted his waist hard, and turned his body sharply.
call.
His face lit up and he avoided it.
"snort."
Hearing a cold snort, his expression suddenly changed.
No, I was fooled. The guy's fist was a feint, and the main attack was his feet.
boom.
Another kick in the stomach caused the foreigner's body that had not yet landed to fly back violently.
Boom.
He hit the wall and slowly landed on the ground. The guy's body curled up in pain, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
Deng Deng.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he quickly stretched out his hand, supported himself on the ground, stood up, raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cold, "You angered me."
"So what?" He Zhenzhong shrugged.
Arrogant, even more arrogant than him. The foreigner's face suddenly became distorted, and he must kill him.
"Yeah." He shouted loudly, held his head tightly, stamped his foot on the ground, and rushed towards He Zhenzhong. At the same time, he held the head in his right hand and waved it fiercely.
call.
He Zhenzhong turned his body slightly to one side and brushed his body with his head.
The foreigner sneered and hooked his wrist.
call.
He turned his head and slashed towards He Zhenzhong's neck.
What? The foreigner's eyes suddenly widened and his mouth opened wide. His head was actually clamped by the guy with two fingers, making it difficult for him to make any progress.
Chinese Kongfu.
Four words immediately came to his mind. In the past, he had always heard how powerful the mysterious Chinese Kung Fu was, but he still disdained it. Now, he believed it.
After reacting, he twisted his right hand violently and turned his head.
He Zhenzhong let go, his fingers suddenly spread out, and then wrapped around.
Snapped.
When his wrist was caught, the foreigner's face changed suddenly, his body twisted, and he made a fist with his left hand.
call.
Seeing He Zhenzhong punching, he smiled. These Chinese were as skinny as monkeys. How could they be the opponent of a tall and strong man like him in a competition of strength? Since this guy wanted to die, then he would help him.
boom.
Two huge fists collided together.
The guy's expression immediately changed. How could that thin Chinese man have such a strong power? On par with him?
call.
He Zhenzhong whizzed past with another heavy punch.
After gritting his teeth, the guy raised his left fist again.
boom.
call.
Damn it, just as he retracted his hand, the guy punched again.
boom.
The foreigner's left hand was shaking slightly, and he couldn't bear it anymore. His heart was full of panic. He actually lost in strength. How could this be possible?
call.
Bang bang bang.
Although he didn't say anything, the violence in his bones had completely burst out. Isn't it a competition of strength? Let's have a good comparison.
He Zhenzhong punched one after another, constantly hitting
Whoosh.
boom.
Click.
Uncontrollable horror appeared in the foreigner's eyes. His left finger bone was shattered alive by the thin Chinese man who looked like a monkey.
call.
His left hand was injured, and the guy gritted his teeth and wanted to retreat. Unfortunately, his right hand was still tightly grasped and he couldn't break free at all.
boom.
He received a heavy punch on the face, and the guy's head flicked, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out, and half of his face suddenly became bruised and swollen, like a pig's head.
boom.
Another punch landed, and half of the teeth in that guy's mouth were knocked out.
He Zhenzhong suddenly let go. The guy took a few steps back. Stars appeared in front of his eyes. He shook his head, but his head was still not clear.
After wandering around for two times, the guy fell down with a thud.
He Zhenzhong reached out, grabbed the guy's arm, and then twisted it violently.
Click.
"Ah." The screams pierced the night sky, and he felt extremely regretful. If he had known better, he would have called his companions to come with him.
It's a pity that in this world, there is no regret for selling medicine.
After directly destroying the guy's hands and feet, and knocking out all the teeth in his mouth, He Zhenzhong clapped his hands, squatted down, grabbed the guy's feet, and dragged him towards the room like a dead dog.
Snapped.
Let go and the guy immediately lies down.
He Zhenzhong looked at him and said, "Go on, tell me what you want to know."
The guy was lying on the ground with a bruised face. He looked at He Zhenzhong and suddenly laughed, "Ha, ha, ha, you don't dare to kill me. I am a foreign friend here to invest. If you kill me, you will
The government will not let you go."
"Don't you know that sometimes life is more painful than death?"
Hearing He Zhenzhong's words, panic flashed across the guy's eyes. He was a mercenary, so he naturally knew what He Zhenzhong's words meant, but his mouth was not so easy to pry open.
He Zhenzhong stopped talking, put on his shoes, and then walked up to the guy, "Are you going to tell me?"
"Huh, if you ask me to speak, I'll advise you to give up on this idea." The guy gritted his teeth and turned his head. As long as He Zhenzhong didn't dare to kill him, there was no pain that he couldn't bear.